After Huo Yichen left, Murong Qiao didn't have the heart to sleep any more to reverse jet lag.

She sat on the chaise longue on the edge of the balcony, basking in the warm afternoon sun, casually using her mobile phone to scroll through travel posts about country X.

Suddenly, a phone call pops up from the top of the screen, and the caller is Anno.

"Hello?" Murong Qiao clicked on it and put it to his ear.

Anno's voice was as lively as ever. "Joe, did you get off the plane?"

"Well, I'm already in the hotel, ...... here" Glancing at the colorful and gorgeous colors outside, Murong Qiao gave a little evaluation. Not bad. ”

"I envy you......"

Anno said enviously, "I just announced the engagement news with everyone and turned around and went on a trip, you don't know, I want to shoot some of your news." ”

"If only I could travel with you sometimes...... It's work every day. She couldn't help but sigh.

There is always endless work to be done every day, and there are endless scripts to read, and when she thinks that Murong Qiao is now lying in the hotel and is going to find delicious and fun food, Anno feels that her resentment is about to materialize.

Murong Qiao also joked, "Fans are running for 10 million, big stars, what are you bothering about?" ”

"Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated you on moving and giving you a housewarming gift, and when I go back, I have time to have another meal?" She remembered it.

Since Anno moved, Murong Qiao was also busy during that time, so he didn't care about this for the time being, but it was not good to ignore it all the time.

At the mention of moving, Anno was suddenly silent for a few seconds, but there was no response.

"Anno?" It wasn't until Murong Qiao called her twice that Anno suddenly answered as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"I'm ...... there"

Anno replied casually, casually fiddling with the fruit in front of him.

As soon as Murong Qiao mentioned the move just now, it reminded Anno of the embarrassing time when he met Murong Chen when he was shopping for vegetables.

Although the other party didn't feel anything, Anno had always cared a little about it, and he also felt that he was different from Murong Chen.

"I always feel like you have something on your mind?" Murong Qiao twisted his eyebrows.

After all, they have lived together for so long, Anno has something in his heart, or what is the reaction to various things, Murong Qiao also knows in his heart.

Anno replied vaguely, "Just those things at work......"

She subconsciously didn't say what was going on in her mind.

There was nothing to do in the first place, and if Qiao also knew about it, Anno always felt that it was meaningless.

Although Anno's answer didn't seem to be a problem, Murong Qiao always felt that something was not quite right when he heard it.

It's a pity that the two are talking over the phone now, so Murong Qiao can't judge too much information.

"I'm going to check out Joe to buy something here, so I'll hang it up first!" Anno's hurried voice sounded again, and then he didn't give Murong Qiao time to react, and hung up the phone directly.

Even hanging up carried a smell of hasty escape.

Anno watched the phone return to the initial interface, and the display was that the call was over, as if relieved.

She already felt that she couldn't hide something, but if she asked Murong Qiao to ask another question or two, Anno felt that she really couldn't hide anything.

She took the materials she had bought today to the supermarket counter to settle the bill.

Fate is ingenious, and the person checking out is the little girl I met in the supermarket last time.

"Huh? Where's your boyfriend? Why are you shopping alone? The little girl was surprised when she saw that it was Anno.

Anno had just forgotten about this matter, but when the little girl mentioned it, she immediately blushed.

She coughed softly, shook her head, and didn't speak.

After all, it's hard to really admit that Murong Chen is his boyfriend.

Although the probability that the other party can come to this kind of supermarket to buy things is slim to almost zero, but in case it is a misunderstanding caused by himself, Anno feels a little embarrassed.

Anno didn't speak, and the little girl herself could make up 10,000 little stories in her heart.

"Okay, okay, the bill is for you, is it cash or scanning the code?" The little girl didn't ask anymore.

Anno directly scanned the code to pay, and then quickly left with the things he bought.

Fortunately, this time she learned the lesson before, did not buy many things at once, and her home was also close to the supermarket, so she took the elevator directly and went home.

Since she didn't live with Murong Qiao, Anno also had a bit of a habit of living alone, and sometimes she was more accustomed to eating fast food than preparing it carefully.

This makes Anno more and more similar to those artists, but after losing Murong Qiao, Anno always feels that there is less popularity and excitement in the house.

She casually found a takeaway and placed an order, and then went to wash some fruit, so she thought about reading the script while waiting for the takeout to familiarize herself with the plot content.

But the script, which can be understood by every word, seems to have added a particularly rebellious character tonight, as if there is arrogance between the lines, and Anno struggles to prevent her from understanding the meaning.

It's probably the kind that is said on the Internet, "Every word can be understood when you take it apart, but when you put it together, it becomes something you don't recognize."

Smack.

The script was put back on the coffee table by Anno, and she knew that she couldn't read it today.

She couldn't help but think of Murong Chen.

Obviously, I didn't think about it for a few days before, but today it was like the opposite of things, and it was mentioned by others more than once or twice.

"Your takeout has arrived—" There was a sudden knock at the door.

Anno hurriedly got up and went to open the door, "Here it is." ”

She looked through the cat's eye and confirmed that it was the rider before opening the door to get it.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he met the eyes of Murong Chen, who had just come out of the elevator, and Anno suddenly stood at the door.

It was the rider, and after the takeaway was put in Anno's hand, he hurried to deliver the next order, and his body was so hurried that only Anno and Murong Chen were left.

Everyone has seen it, and it's not good to shrink back like this without saying hello.

Anno was carrying the takeaway in one hand, so he had to leave the other hand free, and had to open the door to greet Murong Chen.

"Morning—no, good evening." Anno was nervous and almost knotted her tongue.

Every time she faced Murong Chen, it was clear that the other party didn't have any aura to pressure her, but Anno always had an indescribable sense of tension.

Murong Chen walked up to her and his gaze swept over the takeaway, "Good evening." ”

Just for the short time that Anno stayed at the door, the aroma of fried chicken in the takeaway bag wafted out.

"Artists don't want to do body management?" Murong Chen asked casually.

Anno's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but whisper his defense. "It's the first time I've eaten it this month."

And this month is already the end of the month, Murong Chen remembers.

Anno is not a singer and dancer, and she needs to manage her body like a singer and dancer, and she recently received a new script that requires her to gain a little weight, so she ordered fried chicken.

As a result, I didn't expect it to be rare to be like this, and I was bumped into by Murong Chen.

After Anno finished speaking, seeing that Murong Chen had not moved, he added a weak sentence to defend himself.

"It's really just a meal."

The person was standing in front of him, Murong Chen looked at Annuo's figure and did nod in agreement, and then felt that what he said was indeed inappropriate.

"So- I'll give you another one?"