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  Standing at the door of the room, Jiang Weiyang's face was livid, she never thought that she would see her brother and Feng Xinyao rolling together.

   "...How about we go to another place and find Miss Murong again." Someone tried to slip away.

   After seeing the gossip that the older one could kill him, no one dared to stay any longer, for fear of getting angry.

   But as soon as the words fell, Jiang Weiyang hadn't made a sound yet, but everyone heard another footstep approaching from the outside, light and even with an indescribable sense of leisure.

   "Why are we all gathered here?" Murong Qiao asked with a smile.

  After she pushed Feng Xinyao through the door just now, she hid aside to observe the situation. Seeing the excitement here, she knew that the time had come, so she walked out.

  Hearing Murong Qiao's voice, Jiang Weiyang looked at her in disbelief.

  The person who should have been drugged and lying on the bed is now standing in front of her alive with a healthy complexion.

  Seeing that Murong Qiao was in good health, Huo Yichen slowly loosened his frown.

  Murong Qiao walked over, swept the room with empty eyes, and then took it back.

  The picture is too filthy, dirtying her eyes.

   "It's good that you're fine." Huo Yichen heaved a sigh of relief.

  He walked over to block Murong Qiao, preventing her from seeing the scene inside the house again.

   But this action made Feng Xinyao, who was originally pressed on the bed, look pale.

   "I..." She just wanted to speak out, but then consciously closed her mouth tightly.

  The situation was chaotic just now, and Feng Xinyao naturally didn't notice that Huo Yichen was there. Seeing him now, she felt that her hot body had turned into a corpse without temperature.

  Nothing made her feel more ashamed than the current situation, so embarrassing that she wanted to die.

   It's like doing evil in front of a boy you have a crush on, Feng Xinyao's feeling is tens of thousands of times heavier at this moment.

  Jiang Qing was still awake, Jiang Weiyang helped close the door with a dark face.

  After such a incident, how could she still have the mood to hold the banquet.

  Everyone bid farewell wisely and left here, but everyone knew that it would not be long before the story of Jiang Qing's "three people going together" would spread.

  It’s late at night, the stars are flickering and dark, the only two eyes that can be seen on the road are the street lights that cast a small area of ​​warm light.

  Murong Qiao was the co-pilot, and his eyes followed the scenery passing by the window from time to time. The main driver was Huo Yichen, who said he wanted to take her home first.

   "I'm very worried about you today." Huo Yichen said.

  He mentioned what happened at the banquet just now, "I couldn't find you, so I thought something happened to you."

  Huo Yichen's tone was indifferent, but Murong Qiao's eyes flashed with guilt.

  The throwing of the mobile phone was of course not an excuse for her to excuse herself. The care revealed by Huo Yichen's words made Murong Qiao realize later.

   "Sorry." She said nana.

  At that time, Murong Qiao didn't think too much about it, so he just followed suit.

  Huo Yichen shook his head, "I'm not sorry, and I'm not blaming you, Qiao Qiao."

   "I just hope that when you are in danger, I can be by your side to protect you." His voice was so soft that it couldn't be softer.

  It seemed as if the wind could disperse it, and it fell in Murong Qiao's heart, arousing her subtle itch and guilt.

   Murong Qiao pursed her lips, then nodded. "good."

  She agreed, but Huo Yichen didn't make another sound.

  The car drove very smoothly, which even made Murong Qiao feel a little sleepy. Her eyes half closed and her head gradually turned crooked.

   She fell asleep.

  The banquet lasted for a whole day. At this moment, Murong Qiao, who closed his eyes, looked extraordinarily quiet, leaning against the soft and comfortable back of the chair, breathing long and evenly.

  Huo Yichen turned his head to glance, then turned his head and concentrated on driving again.

  The speed of the car was much slower than before.

   When Murong Qiao woke up again, he found that the car had stopped, and not far away was the familiar Murong Residence.

  She frowned, and subconsciously wanted to check the time with her mobile phone, so she slipped off the coat she was wearing, bringing with it the coolness and warmth of the master's rosin.

  There was no one in the main driver, Murong Qiao looked around and found a figure leaning in front of the car, wearing only a white shirt inside, looking thin and windy, he felt cold at first sight.

  Murong Qiao gradually came to his senses. The moment she pushed the car door, Huo Yichen noticed the movement and turned to look at her.

   "You don't know it's cold." Murong Qiao blamed.

  She returned the coat to the Lord, and she didn't feel too cold when she just woke up.

  Huo Yichen laughed, but didn't refuse, but reached out and stroked Murong Qiao's hair.

   "Go home when you wake up, so you don't catch a cold again." He glanced at the direction of Murong's house.

  Bright, warm, and brightly lit at night, people feel extremely at ease just by looking at it.

  Murong Qiao shook his head, but instead pulled Huo Yichen back into the car.

  Before, in order to let Murong Qiao sleep well, the air conditioner in the car was fully turned on. As soon as the two of them came back, they were wrapped in warmth, and their bodies stretched unconsciously.

  Murong Qiao couldn't bear to leave, "Stay a little longer."

She took Huo Yichen's hand, leaned against the back of the chair and looked at him sideways, her eyes were as bright as stars with a little watery light, and when the light from the roof of the car came down, it scattered the light inside, turning into a little ripples and twinkling, beautiful It made Huo Yichen want to kiss.

   So he did.

  He leaned over, put down the co-pilot's seat, took advantage of Murong Qiao's tendency to lean back, and kissed her soft lips.

  The texture is a bit like jelly, so soft that he can't help raging, marking his own marks.

   "Hmm!" Murong Qiao opened his eyes wide.

  She was caught off guard, looking at the handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, her already blushing face was even more charming now.

  The slender waist is also supported by the generous palm, which feels unexpectedly good.

   "Huo Yichen!" Murong Qiao called him by his full name in shame.

  This place is only a few hundred meters away from her home. Although her brother should be asleep by now, Murong Qiao is still a little startled.

  Huo Yichen relaxed slightly, looked down at her, his voice was laziness and hoarse.

"I am here."

  He responded, looking at Murong Qiao like a rabbit, his eyes widened after being frightened, and he didn't dare to move, but his body fell into his hands again, limp into a puddle for him to knead.

   "I'm here, Qiao Qiao." This time he changed to whispering in Murong Qiao's ear.

  The base of the ear has always been Murong Qiao's sensitive area, almost just a light breath, even the waist is itchy, and the whole body is numb as if it has been electrified.

  Huo Yichen's voice is **** as hell.

  Murong Qiao felt that her face must be blushing at this moment, as if she was about to bleed, she bit her lip, trying not to be confused by the beauty in front of her eyes.

   "Don't bark." She retorted.

   But this rebuttal really didn't have any substantial resistance, and it would only make Huo Yichen's desire to do whatever he wanted grew stronger.

  Like a budding rose, Huo Yichen always wants her to bloom early.

  Huo Yichen lowered his head, kissed her gently on her forehead, eyebrows, eyelids and nose, and extended to her lips, with indescribable tenderness and restraint.

   But the breathing is so hot, so hot that there is a kind of arrogant and wanton impulse that almost breaks the cage.

  Murong Qiao was so kissed that he unconsciously closed his eyes, but his senses became stronger because of it.

  The man's voice is low and hoarse, no matter what he says, it can make people's ears go soft, but he just says her name over and over again.

   "Jojo...Jojo..."