After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

  Chapter 678 Beauty Confused King

  Actually, today's variety show with Nan Jin is not a complete coincidence.

   It was purely because Xian Yu knew that Nan Jin was coming back to participate in this variety show, so he had a whim and came here by himself.

   "Senior Xianyu, wherever he goes too far, is guiding me."

  The expression on Nan Jin's face can be described as a superficial smile, and what he said felt that he was ignorant of his conscience.

  But those who should succumb still have to succumb, after all Xian Yu is much stronger than herself.

  After entering the entertainment industry, Nan Jin fully realized what it means to be flexible.

  But people like Xian Yu, in Nan Jin's eyes, are at best a small fight, and it doesn't affect anything.

   I just don’t know what kind of effect it will be when today’s variety show is broadcast.

   A few days passed in a flash, and it was the weekend.

  Even the boss needs to rest, so Murong Qiao rarely gave himself a weekend vacation.

   Nestled in the soft and comfortable sofa, wrapped in a small blanket, with Huo Yichen's brewed fruit tea at hand, watching the variety show played on the projector in front of him, Murong Qiao felt the long-lost relaxation.

  Especially when there is a humanoid warm treasure by my side, I feel full of happiness.

   I don’t know if there is a saying that there is a difference in body temperature between men and women. Murong Qiao always feels that Huo Yichen’s body is warm, which makes her want to lean against him unconsciously, and then she feels drowsy.

Huo Yichen also pampered her, and even warmed Murong Qiao's somewhat cold feet directly in his palms. He was afraid that the blanket would slip off and catch a cold, so he would pay attention to look at her from time to time, and then he would devote himself to the computer in front of him, busy with work. affairs.

  But unfortunately, the perfect afternoon nap did not come to Murong Qiao.

  Her consciousness, which was teetering on the edge of sleep, was pulled back by a familiar voice the next second.

  Murong Qiao opened his eyes in a daze, and focused his eyes on the projection screen in front of him. Looking at the two people standing together in the variety show above, he thought he was in a dream for a moment when he recognized it clearly.

  Xian Yu...and Nan Jin?

  Looking at the two smiling people in the show, and they were still preparing to start the next game as a team, among other things, the drowsiness in Murong Qiao's mind suddenly disappeared.

  A combination that I never thought of,

  Murong Qiao even sat up straight, looking at Xian Yu and Nan Jin, who failed repeatedly in the following game sessions, and almost won the last place with very "tragic" results.

  That score, to be honest, Murong Qiao couldn't bear to look at it.

   "Why are you awake?" Huo Yichen saw her suddenly straighten up.

  Murong Qiao raised his chin, "It's not a variety show that called me up."

  She refers to Nan Jin and Xian Yu.

  Huo Yichen followed her signal and looked over, and noticed Xian Yu's existence, but then he was a little slow, and recognized that Nan Jin was also among them.

   "How could the fifth brother's level be so poor?" Murong Qiao held his face, but after a short while he noticed something was wrong.

  Xianyu usually likes to play games, and his level is not very good, but he can be a king in terms of rank.

  These mini-games of variety shows couldn't help him at all, so this result was completely unreal in Murong Qiao's view.

  Huo Yichen raised his eyebrows, "You mean—"

   "The two of them must have ghosts." Murong Qiao pouted, his tone couldn't be more certain.

   Whether it is Nan Jin's style or Xian Yu's habits, Murong Qiao knows whether they have lived together, so this variety show can tell the weird atmosphere between these two people without watching too much.

   It’s just that the program team is obviously very good at editing. Various sub-cameras are matched with joyful and relaxing music, or funny music, which is very in tune with the tastes of fans.

  Except for Murong Qiao, no one could notice the turbulent undercurrent between Xian Yu and Nan Jin.

   "I'll call Fifth Brother." Murong Qiao touched the phone.

  Huo Yichen nodded, seeing that Murong Qiao was awake, he simply put the laptop on his lap aside, then went to the kitchen and brought her a bunch of grapes to peel, then peeled them and fed them to Murong Qiao's mouth.

   "... Qiao Qiao?" Xian Yu's voice sounded a little lazy just after the call was connected.

  Murong Qiao took the phone away and glanced at the time, "Just woke up?"

   "Well, I played games all night last night." Xian Yu's voice was vague, sounding like he was still awake.

  Xian Yu, who was concentrating on business some time ago, can be said to be the pinnacle of professionalism, recording records and other operations in one go, but the result of too much concentration is that he has not had much energy for the past two days.

  Murong Qiao seemed to be chatting casually like usual, "When are you free to have a meal together?"

   I reminded her when I saw variety shows.

   Regarding Nan Jin's entry into the entertainment industry, Murong Qiao has no objections or plans to interfere with her development.

  Seeing Xian Yu's deliberate actions on the show, she simply thought of having a meal with Xian Yu, and—

   and the matter of Tang Huai.

  Recalling that Xian Yu and Tang Huai had a good relationship, Murong Qiao felt that his fifth elder brother might be able to help in persuading Tang Huai to go to the doctor.

   "Jojo invites me to dinner, so naturally he has time anytime."

  Xian Yu's doting on his younger sister is nothing to worry about. "You set the time? Go home or go outside?"

  At this moment, he still doesn't know that his childish behavior towards Nan Jin has been discovered by his sister, and he is still immersed in the joy that his sister took the initiative to invite him to dinner.

   "Let's go outside, I'll send the time and address later." Murong Qiao agreed.

  It's just that Xian Yu suddenly mentioned home, and Murong Qiao suddenly realized that he didn't go back for a while.

  After talking with Xian Yu, Murong Qiao hung up the phone, and before he could turn his head, a cold peeled grape was stuffed into his mouth.

   "Hmm." Murong Qiao chewed and swallowed the grapes.

  She looked at Huo Yichen beside her, and was fascinated by the beauty.

  Even the simple action of peeling the grapes is particularly pleasing to the eye when done by Huo Yichen.

  Just a profile face is also handsome and gentle, because the glasses worn in the office are like an ornament at the moment, adding unruly and ruffian to this face that is already enough to be called a god.

The slender white fingertips are matched with the attractive deep purple of grapes, and the light powder revealed on the nails is even more noticeable, and then slowly separated the skin from the flesh, watching the juice contained in the grapes stained on the skin. fingertips...

  Murong Qiao took a deep breath very calmly, and then threw himself to Huo Yichen's side in a "self-defeating" manner, and ate the unpeeled grape into his mouth in one gulp.

  It is not unreasonable for ancient beauties to bewitch kings.

  At this moment, Murong Qiao deeply realized that with Huo Yichen's face, she could eat another half bowl of rice.

   Obviously we haven't been together for long, but every time she sees Huo Yichen's face, her heart beats half a beat faster, and her heart beats extremely.

   "When are you going to eat?" Huo Yichen asked.

  Murong Qiao replied subconsciously, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

   Having dinner with Xian Yu concerns Tang Huai and Nan Jin, and Murong Qiao didn't intend to delay it for too long.

   "I'll see you off when the time comes." Huo Yichen knew it in his mind. "The temperature has cooled down a lot recently. I'll put the new coat at the door for you. Go and see if you like it later."

  Compared to the passionate and heart-thumping before, the two of them now seem to be flowing slowly, more plain and leisurely.