It's just that with Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao's side, the harmony of feeding one and eating the other is different.

Next door, Zuo Qing and Yue Ziyu are about to fight.

"I'll die if I eat a piece?" Yue Ziyu looked at the piece that Zuo Qing had baked, and said unceremoniously.

Zuo Qing replied to him seriously, "I don't know if I will die, but this piece of barbecue meat will definitely die in your stomach." ”

"I'm here to save its fate." She swore by it.

Yue Ziyu raised her eyebrows to listen to her, and then directly took advantage of Zuo Qing's efforts to turn around and take the seasoning, and directly stretched out her chopsticks without paying attention and quickly picked up the piece of meat and ate it in her mouth.

"Yue Ziyu !!"

By the time Zuo Qing found out, it was too late.

Yue Ziyu made a careful chewing motion, as if she was reminiscing about the taste. "Not bad, right?"

"Who let you eat it!!" Zuo Qing is fried.

But the barbecue has been lost and disappeared into Yue Ziyu's mouth, and Zuo Qing can't get it back no matter what.

She couldn't get angry again, so she changed her method and directly reached out to grab the freshly baked piece in Yue Ziyu's bowl, thinking that she wouldn't lose anything by exchanging one.

But when the meat entered her mouth, Zuo Qing realized that something was wrong as soon as she chewed it.

It's spicy.

The spiciness, which almost spread rapidly from the taste buds, rose with the heat, and Zuo Qingzhi, who was choking, coughed, and his eyes were red.

"You, you ...... Ahem, what's it for...... Cough. ”

Spicy can't even say a complete sentence.

Murong Qiao supported his chin with one hand, looked at the couple next to him, and casually took a sip of the ice juice in his hand.

She had eaten too much meat just now, and for a while she felt a little tired, so she took a can of drink and drank it.

The juice must have been in the refrigerator for a while, and the cold in the mouth dissipated the heat of the barbecue, which was very comfortable.

"Hmm......" She half-narrowed her eyes, feeling a little dizzy in her head.

Huo Yichen brought her some fruit back, and as soon as she sat down, she saw that Murong Qiao's face seemed to be a little red.

"Got hot?" He asked casually, and carefully handed the cut strawberry tip to Murong Qiao's mouth.

Murong Qiao took a bite first, "It's okay." ”

The sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue, and Murong Qiao couldn't help but take another sip of ice juice, and then unexpectedly found that the juice was also strawberry flavored.

Just one bite down the can became empty, Murong Qiao shook a little dissatisfied, and then got up and wanted to get it, but this movement was too sudden, and the whole person fell back with too much force.

Huo Yichen caught her quickly, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Jojo?" He shouted.

Murong Qiao fell into his arms, he couldn't help but have no intention of getting up, and even reached out to touch his face.

"Achen......" Murong Qiao's voice also floated up, and the second half was vague, I don't know what he said.

Looking at it like this, it obviously looks like drunk.

Huo Yichen twisted his eyebrows, clearly remembering that he didn't buy drinks with particularly high alcohol content.

He glanced at the table, found the one Murong Qiao had just drunk and took it to his hand to look at it carefully.

It is a fruit wine with a high degree of strength, probably because the juice has a strong taste, so that people don't notice the degree problem, and they don't know how it got to Murong Qiao's hands.

After Murong Qiao poured this, he finally let the alcohol go up for a long time, and his face also appeared red, and he looked particularly moving and drunk in front of Huo Yichen.

“…… She may be a little drunk, so I'll take her back to rest first. Huo Yichen picked up Murong Qiao and prepared to go back.

Everyone was quite relaxed at this moment, chatting with each other, and when they saw Huo Yichen taking the first step to propose going back to the room to rest, they responded.

Instead, Lu Ruman took the initiative to speak, "Why don't I help you send her?" ”

She frowned slightly and looked over, and after realizing that the situation was different from what she had expected, she was inevitably stunned.

The fruit wine was originally prepared by her for Huo Yichen.

It's rare for everyone to eat together, and it's a good time to fish in troubled waters, Lu Ruman thought that after Zheng Yu was about to break up with him, he could no longer use the relationship between the two to cut the leeks of fans, so he planned to find a better way out.

As a result, this plan fell on everyone, the most outstanding person, that is, Huo Yichen's head.

Therefore, Lu Ruman took advantage of the effort of bringing the drink over and placed a few bottles of wine with a particularly high degree on Huo Yichen's side in advance, thinking that he would take advantage of the chaos at night to ...... with the other party

But now it was disrupted by Murong Qiao's change.

Seeing that Huo Yichen planned to go back to the room directly to send Murong Qiao back, Lu Ruman also tried to save him.

But Huo Yichen didn't even give her a look, hugged Murong Qiao and left.

Lu Ruman sat back in his original position embarrassedly, lowered his eyes and was silent, hiding the unwillingness in his heart.

But Zheng Yu saw everything on the side, he saw Lu Ruman's little abacus clearly, and then the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, pulling out a slightly ironic smile.

He said it all, Huo Yichen didn't look down on her at all.

Alcohol is a liquid that can be described as wonderful.

People who are drunk are always in a variety of ways, almost everything, and they can always do things that they usually don't have the courage to do or subvert their image.

Drunkenness erodes the nerves, and also anesthetizes people's senses and reason, Murong Qiao only felt that his whole person was fluttering, and he didn't know what year it was.

"Achen......" she unconsciously called Huo Yichen's name.

Huo Yichen hugged her and opened the door, and he didn't forget to answer. "Yes."

"Achen......

Murong Qiao still shouted from time to time.

Huo Yichen was a little helpless to put the other party on the sofa first, and then helped Murong Qiao take off his cumbersome clothes such as shoes and coats.

He should have been sober, even if Murong Qiao was drunk, he still tended to be honest, and he didn't move around, or rebelled against him.

"Lift your legs." Huo Yichen softened his voice.

It's always hard to sleep in jeans, and he feels uncomfortable when he's tense.

At this time, Murong Qiao was also obedient and did whatever he wanted, so that Huo Yichen completed this work without much effort.

It's a pity that this stability didn't last long.

When Huo Yichen tried to let Murong Qiao take a bath, he found that he couldn't complete this thing independently with the other party's state, but if he went in by himself......

After thinking about it, in case something unexpected happened in this situation, Huo Yichen relied on his reason and concentration, and directly decided to skip the step of taking a bath in his heart.

"Then sleep honestly." Huo Yichen carried the person to the bed.

Although Murong Qiao always said that he would get fat, Huo Yichen actually felt that it was the same light.

Maybe you should really learn to cook seriously, so that you can feel a little better in the future.

Huo Yichen was thinking in his heart, wanting to put Murong Qiao into the bed.

"Achen?" Murong Qiao suddenly half-opened his eyes to look at him at this time.

Huo Yichen lowered his head and met a misty and rippling gaze, looking at the light refracted inside, which was clean and clear, reflecting only his figure.

"What's wrong?" Huo Yichen looked at her.

Murong Qiao tilted his head, and was stopped by Huo Yichen's question for a while.

The thoughts in her mind were broken now, and she couldn't sort out a smooth train of thought at all.

So Murong Qiao directly handed everything over to instinct, and reached out and pulled Huo Yichen's collar.

The force as light as a kitten came from the neck, and Huo Yichen helplessly cooperated and lowered his head to close the distance between the two.

This kind of gaze made the "self" in Murong Qiao's eyes clearer and clearer.

(End of chapter)