YY8848高清私人影院

Hearing her elder brother's earnest words, Murong Qiao echoed her from time to time, but her mind drifted back to the memory of last night. She took Huo Yichen for a walk around the second elder brother's side, and now listening to elder brother Murong Chen's words, she always felt that A bit inexplicably guilty.

   "Okay, okay, I see." She pretended to be angry and exasperated.

   Murong Chen also stopped talking, looking at Murong Qiao with a little helplessness. "Jojo is great, but how about satisfying my brother's sense of responsibility and desire to protect once in a while? It makes me very happy to be able to solve your troubles, even if it's just a little bit."

  He said this on purpose, and the weak tone made Murong Qiao subconsciously nod and agree.

  The conversation between the two didn't last long. Murong Qiao still had class in the afternoon, and the schedule that Murong Chen had rejected was still accumulated there. The brother and sister said goodbye quickly.

  Watching Murong Qiao go out, Murong Chen called his secretary and asked him to investigate the matter of Murong Qiao's injury.

  As soon as Murong Qiao came back from his elder brother Murong Chen's side and returned to school, he received soup from the housekeeper, Uncle Yang.

   "Pig trotter...soup?" Murong Qiao looked hesitantly at the thermos bag in his hand.

  Even through a layer of bags, she could feel the warmth in her palms. Murong Qiao looked at Uncle Yang in front of him, and then at the pig's trotter soup, not knowing what to say for a while.

  Uncle Yang nodded with a smile, "Second Young Master specifically explained the soup I made, saying that it is what I eat to make up for it, and by the way... let the young lady also improve her IQ and responsiveness."

  Murong Qiao instantly felt that what Uncle Yang said was definitely the original words of his second brother Murong Zheng. This kind of prickly style was undoubtedly his.

  She looked at the pig's trotter soup in her hand. It was hard for her not to wonder if the second brother wanted her to drink it until she was full.

  It may also be that I feel that I am really short of something, so I deliberately explained so much.

   "Thank you, Uncle Yang." Murong Qiao thanked.

   It was the family's wish anyway, so she still smiled and took it away, planning to bring it back to the dormitory and share it with everyone, otherwise it would be a waste if she couldn't finish it.

   But when she received the pig's trotter soup for a whole week later, I'm afraid she couldn't bear the kindness.

  Drinking this kind of thing every day, even with good intentions, made Murong Qiao inevitably have the urge to slap his second brother on the face.

  School life is going on as usual, but Murong Chen's injury to his sister has progressed.

  He looked at the information sent by the secretary, and then dialed the number of his third brother Murong Chuan. "Hello?"

   "Brother?" Murong Chuan was a little strange when he received his call.

  Murong Chen knew from his tone that Murong Chuan didn't know what happened to his sister at the moment, otherwise he would never have reacted like this.

  So he briefly explained what he had found. "...My sister's injury is almost healed, you don't know yet."

  The last sentence came out of Murong Chen's mouth with a hint of accusation.

  Murong Chuan couldn't help blaming himself after hearing this, his lightly raised brows also lowered, and the smile at the corners of his eyes and tails gradually faded, but the expression was obviously the same, but suddenly there was a bit of chill and a little bit of imperceptible annoyance.

  He is in school now, and logically speaking, he should be the first to know and understand the situation, but now he is indeed notified by his elder brother to know what happened to his sister.

  Hearing that Murong Qiao was injured at this moment, Murong Chuan blamed himself for not taking good care of his sister after the accident.

   "I see." He hung up the phone without saying anything.

  Murong Chen looked at the mobile phone that had a busy tone, and then looked at the information displayed on the computer screen. When he saw Feng Xinyao's name appearing on it, he squinted his eyes, and put the pen in his hand heavily on the table.

It looked like an accident, but he knew who Feng Xinyao was. Although he hadn't found any evidence to prove that it was man-made, Murong Chen was able to believe that Murong Qiao was injured, and he would definitely get away from Feng Xinyao. No relationship.

  This matter…is still under investigation.

  Murong Qiao felt like throwing up whenever he saw pig's trotter soup in the past two days, and sometimes he thought he had formed a physiological reflex.

  Uncle Yang followed the words of his second elder brother Murong Zheng meticulously, and sent Murong Qiao cooked pig's trotter soup for seven days in a row, which made her hate from love.

   "My injury is almost healed, Uncle Yang, I can't drink the soup anymore..." Murong Qiao took today's portion weakly.

  If she had known that she would drink this kind of thing, she would have tried every means to prevent herself from being hurt.

   Uncle Yang nodded with a smile and said yes.

   Facing Uncle Yang who has always taken care of him, Murong Qiao really has no temper.

  But thinking that he drank so much soup and even gained two catties in weight, Murong Qiao was still very angry, so he put all these on his second brother Murong Zheng.

  She remembered that the second brother obviously studied Western medicine! Why do you still engage in such a thing as eating and making up, it is clearly torturing yourself.

   There will be class later, after bidding farewell to Uncle Yang, Murong Qiao had no choice but to go to class with a thermal bag.

   "Soup again?" Yang Xin looked at the bag in her hand.

  Murong Qiao walked towards Yang Xin and sat down in the seat reserved for him. Hearing her question, he nodded in despair.

  She didn't want to, but the love of the second brother was too heavy, and she couldn't bear it.

  Murong Qiao took out the textbook and put it on the table, "I told the housekeeper that this should be the last one."

  Anyone could hear the helplessness in the tone. Leng Yan was also sitting beside him, and he was relieved to hear Murong Qiao say that.

They also have a share of the pig's trotter soup these two days. Although there is a saying that collagen in pig's trotters can beautify the skin, no one can bear to drink it every day, but they can't bear to watch Murong Qiao suffer alone, and the result is The whole dormitory smells like pig's trotter soup recently.

   "That's good, that's good..." Yang Xin also exhaled and patted his chest.

   She will think about how to lose weight after drinking it.

  The three of them didn't chat for a few words, when they saw Murong Chuan walking in from the door with the ringing of the class bell.

  This class is Murong Chuan's class. Given his strict style towards students, there are very few people absent from his class, and he needs to listen carefully to barely pass the mark.

But Professor Murong, who usually lectures at a fast speed, seems to be a different person today, a 180-degree change has taken place, the speed of speech slowed down, and he also talked about many knowledge points for a long time, so long that everyone can follow him. to the point where.

  The classroom was exceptionally quiet, and the passage of time was unnoticed. Everyone focused on listening to the lecture until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

  Because Murong Qiao was still inconvenient, she was a little slow to pack things up. Yang Xin and Leng Yan got up with their books and waited for her to leave together. At this time, the students were almost gone.

   "This is for you." A cold voice sounded from above his head.

  Murong Qiao looked up, and it was the third elder brother Murong Chuan who came over and put a food box in front of her.

   After Murong Chuan finished speaking, he pursed his lips for a long while before continuing. "You can tell me about anything you encounter in school in the future."

  My younger sister was bullied on campus, and he didn't know anything about it. Murong Chuan was still a little awkward, but when the words of concern came to his lips, he changed to something else.

   "Eat more to make your health better." This is a meal he specially prepared, and he added, "It's better to eat all the future portions."

   saves re-injury.