YY8848高清私人影院

  But Nan Jin clearly maintained a sense of distance, which also showed that the relationship between the two of them didn\'t seem to be that good...

   Not like a lover, but like a brother.

   Looking at Murong Qiao\'s reaction, he didn\'t look surprised to see the man here, and was even a little bit expected.

  Yanxiu instantly sketched out a lot of pictures in his mind, and at the same time quickly made a judgment, roughly confirming the situation and guessing relationship between the two people.

   "It\'s just breakfast, I know it\'s not an atonement." Nan Jin skillfully stuffed the breakfast into Murong Qiao\'s hands.

  He backed away in the next second, "Sorry for wasting your time, I\'m leaving now."

   Before she finished speaking, Nan Jin quickly walked away.

  Murong Qiao pursed her lips and lowered her eyes to look at the breakfast in her hand. She lost her appetite and found it difficult.

   It has nothing to do with people, she just doesn\'t think it\'s good to waste this breakfast.

   "Hmph." Yanxiu suddenly snorted coldly.

   Murong Qiao just remembered that his fourth brother was still by his side, and the hand holding the breakfast trembled immediately, almost throwing it on the ground.

  She laughed dryly twice, "Fourth brother."

  Yanxiu raised his eyes to look at her, without saying a word, standing there, his aura was unbearably cold, the shadows covered by his broken hair hit his eyes, and the gaze he cast had a gloomy taste.

   Displeased, very displeased.

  Murong Qiao read these words from him, and suddenly had the urge to swallow.

   "Well, breakfast—" She thought quickly.

  She struggled to make a sound, feeling that the breakfast in her hand was suddenly hot.

  Yanxiu didn\'t express or make a sound, he looked at Murong Qiao with a pair of eyes, and his dull eyes gave people invisible pressure.

  Yanxiu looked at her with his hands folded in front of his chest, with a smile that was not a smile, as if he was watching a drama.

   Between the flashes and the flints, Murong Qiao can be said to be quick-witted.

  She stuffed breakfast into the hands of her fourth brother in an instant, "You worked hard to send me to school, fourth brother! Give this breakfast to you!"

   Throwing the "bomb" in his hand quickly, Murong Qiao stepped into the school gate almost without looking back.

  Yanxiu, who was left in place, watched his sister disappear into the teaching building, and then turned his head to look at the breakfast.

  The remaining warmth of the breakfast still warmed my hands, and the burning sensation in my hands made Yanxiu feel relieved.

  He opened the bag with one free hand, picked out a delicate and beautiful steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. The aroma instantly filled the taste buds.

…tasty.

  Obviously her brother was behind her, but Murong Qiao\'s behavior was more like a scourge.

  Intuition told her that something bad would happen if she stayed any longer.

  Murong Qiao went straight to the classroom without stopping, and sat down beside Yang Xin.

   "What\'s the matter?" Leng Yan patted her back.

  Murong Qiao took a deep breath, "It\'s okay, I\'m afraid of being late."

  She made an excuse, the expression on her face could be called a mask of pain.

  Being stared at by the fourth brother, she felt her scalp numb, so she rushed to the classroom after stuffing her breakfast.

   "Could it be that you misread the time, there are still ten minutes left." Yang Xin laughed.

   Murong Qiao waved his hand, feeling a headache.

  She was sitting in her seat, staring blankly at the position of the blackboard. She was almost mind-wandering in the next class, of course, without delaying her study.

   "We can\'t go on like this." Murong Qiao suddenly said.

  Yang Xin, who was engrossed in taking notes, looked up in a daze, and couldn\'t figure it out when he heard Murong Qiao\'s sudden words.

  She didn\'t understand and asked, "Jojo, what did you say?"

   "It must not go on like this." Murong Qiao\'s expression was simply disgusting.

   If this continues, she feels that her life is hard to breathe.

  Every morning, the second brother and Nan Jin, and the third brother and Nan Xuan in the evening, so she has no time at all except for class.

  Besides, she hasn\'t seen Huo Yichen for several days. Although she is not a lustful person, her boyfriend who is far away and right in front of her eyes forced her into a long-distance relationship!

  It hurts, it hurts too much.

   She sighs.

  If it was because the brothers didn\'t know about her dating, so they didn\'t contact Huo Yichen in the past two days, now Murong Qiao is struggling to contact her.

   Saying who is coming, Murong Qiao just thought of Huo Yichen\'s name when the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated.

  【How about your brother? 】He expressed concern.

  Huo Yichen on the other end is openly absent in finance class.

  The professor on the stage was eloquently instilling ideas, while Huo Yichen in the audience was sitting in the last row by the window, holding a mobile phone to send messages to Murong Qiao.

   Tang Chen next to him watched him in a daze during this lesson, his eyes full of admiration.

   "It\'s good for a schoolmaster to fall in love." He sighed softly.

  It must be Huo Yichen who dares to desert such an obscure class.

  Huo Yichen ignored him, his eyes fixed on the phone screen, waiting for Murong Qiao\'s reply.

  【Don\'t mention it...】

  In about a minute, Murong Qiao called him a bunch of messages.

  He focused on his own experience in the past two days, emphasizing that several brothers were "fighting openly and secretly" around him, and his words were exhausting.

   Taking advantage of the time after class, Murong Qiao lay weakly on the desk.

  Brother and the others’ affairs should be resolved as soon as possible.

  Delaying dating is one aspect, and the popularity on the forum is also rising.

  The most important thing is that I haven\'t told my brothers about my relationship with Huo Yichen, and...

  Murong Qiao\'s hands subconsciously touched his neck to confirm the existence of the ring.

  She agreed to Huo Yichen\'s marriage proposal, but she hasn\'t told her brothers yet.

   "Qiao Qiao, you must be sick." Yang Xin was worried.

  She even reached out and put a sticker on Murong Qiao\'s forehead to confirm the temperature.

   It\'s not hot either.

  Murong Qiao sighed heavily, as if infinitely melancholy. "It\'s okay, I\'m just worried."

   A few words seemed to use all her strength.

  Murong Qiao couldn\'t even think about the expressions of his older brothers when he learned that he was not only in a relationship but had even decided on a lifelong event.

   It\'s not that he\'s afraid of some kind of punishment, but Huo Yichen... Will he really not be torn apart by his brothers?

  【It’s really difficult, I’m sorry, Qiao Qiao, I’m not by your side right now. I also bought you a gift and asked Yang Xin to bring it to you...] Huo Yichen replied.

   Murong Qiao glanced at Yang Xin suspiciously, "Ah Chen brought me something?"

   "Okay!" Yang Xin slapped his head suddenly, looking annoyed.

  She took out a box of deep black gem velvet to Murong Qiao, "Xiao Cao asked me to bring this to you today, I\'m sorry I forgot to chat just now."

  Murong Qiao opened it, and it was a single stud earring, the style was simple and unrestrained, the silver body was circled to draw a pattern, and only a emerald gem was used as the center embellishment.

【[picture]】

  The one that Huo Yichen sent him later was a bit bigger than Murong Qiao\'s, simple rather than exquisite, but one could tell it was a pair at a glance.

  The gloom and melancholy in my heart were dispelled by this gift, and the corner of Murong Qiao\'s mouth also curved into a smile.

   "Just be happy," Yang Xin patted her on the shoulder. "Of course, if you can\'t escape, you still have to face it."

  She tried to encourage Murong Qiao, but it had the opposite effect.

   Murong Qiao also meditated in his heart to comfort himself.

  Sooner or later you have to face... face...

  Face a fart.

   In the previous chapters, two or three chapters were missed, and they have been revised. Please read it again. I may have a fever and my brain is confused. Everyone should pay attention to your body.