The housewarming celebration is a reason for everyone to get together after a long absence.

Looking at the heat rising in front of him and the ingredients that gradually descended into the pot, Murong Qiao suddenly felt a feeling that his body was one step ahead of his thoughts, and he was no longer tense.

"What's the fuss?" Huo Yichen's voice attracted her attention.

In the next second, Murong Qiao saw that a piece of meat that had been scalded was placed in his bowl.

Anno, who was sitting across from her, was not to be outdone, "This is also delicious, Joe, you try it!" ”

In the bowl that was already small, because of Huo Yichen's concern and Anno's subsequent offensive occupation, coupled with a silent competitor Murong Chen, who also kept moving, Murong Qiao couldn't care about picking up the dishes for a while.

She watched a few people for a long time, and finally had to follow their example and serve a few people with vegetables, which almost blocked the trend that her bowl was about to become a hill.

"Eat more, eat more, and eat my share as well." Anno did not forget its original intention.

After all, among the four people present, she needs to maintain her figure for work, so she doesn't eat too much, and most of the time she picks some vegetables.

As for the meat part, Anno knew that Murong Qiao liked to eat meat, so he scalded it himself and then put it in the other party's bowl.

Murong Chen, who was sitting next to Anno, caught a glimpse of Anno's very meager food by the way when he was serving vegetables to his sister, and couldn't help frowning.

She usually ...... Do you eat so little?

"Speaking of which." Murong Qiao spoke, "Brother, why did you run to my side today?" ”

She used her free hand to fan her mouth.

Huo Yichen looked at her, his eyes noticed Murong Qiao's lips that turned red from eating spicy, and then got up and went to the refrigerator to get a drink.

"Monthly inspections." Murong Chen's answer was brief.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows because of this answer, and couldn't help but start thinking about whether there was really such a thing before.

Probably under the influence of the hot pot atmosphere, chatting from time to time has become a way to communicate feelings with each other.

It's just that Murong Qiao and Anno were chatting, and their minds were not on eating.

In the end, in the helpless eyes of Murong Chen and Huo Yichen, the two men were jointly responsible for "cleaning the battlefield".

As for Murong Qiao and Annuo, the two of them each held a drink with ice cubes, and sat on the balcony together biting their ears, their voices so small that only each other could hear them.

After eating, the table has to be cleaned up briefly.

Murong Chen didn't want to leave a mess of trouble for his sister who woke up early the next morning, so he took the initiative to get up and start tidying up.

As a result, when I reached for the empty jar next to me, I found that I had prepared not fruit juice, but fruit wine with a high degree.

He looked at the beautifully packaged glass bottle of fruit wine in his hand, and then looked at Murong Qiao and Annuo who were still drinking not far away, and the corners of his forehead jumped.

Anno, who was holding the drink over there, unconsciously took another sip.

"This drink feels pretty good, it's sweet and silky like a peach, and the taste is mellow......," Anno muttered.

She didn't seem to notice that her cheeks were getting red, and she didn't even think it was enough to take an extra sip.

The hot pot that I just ate is too hot, and it always makes people feel that it is good to drink more ice.

Murong Qiao also held a cup in his hand, "I don't know, Achen brought it over." ”

"Hmm......" Anno frowned, her hands groping around her body.

She felt the sound of the phone in her pocket vibrating, but she didn't realize that the alcohol had affected her perception, so she searched for her body for a long time before finally taking the phone out.

It's her sleep alarm clock.

Looking at the bright eleven and a half on the screen of his mobile phone, even Anno's brain, which had begun to dull, finally realized the fact that he needed to go home.

She's got a lot of announcements to run tomorrow.

A voice rang out in Anno's heart, prompting her to stand up and get her clothes to get ready to go home.

"Shhhh

Looking at his sister and Anno's respective wonderful drunken performances, Murong Chen was silent for a moment, and swallowed back what he wanted to ask the two of them how much they drank.

He couldn't help sighing, and then glanced at Huo Yichen next to him. "It's almost cleaned up, Anno leave it to me, you take care of Jojo."

It's not good to stay here so late, although the room has the conditions to accommodate it, whether it is Anno or Murong Chen, they have their own things to do tomorrow.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Murong Chen didn't drink those fruit wines just now, only drank a few sips of water, so he could still serve as a driving driver.

Just helping Anno to walk out and getting on the elevator with great difficulty was extremely difficult for Murong Chen.

The owner of the body has no intention of being obedient, and a straight corridor can get out of nine bends and eighteen bends.

"Goodbye Jojo!" Anno waved goodbye to Murong Qiao vigorously.

She didn't seem to realize that the person standing at the door to see her off was Huo Yichen, and there was a smirk on her face, and even the coat she had just put on fell down.

"......" Murong Chen's eyes quickly helped.

Adhering to the politeness of ignoring incivility, Murong Chen directly tied Annuo's coat button to the top one, in order to prevent the fall incident from happening again.

For the first time, he felt that the elevator was going up so slowly.

It was obvious that he hadn't been drinking, but his sense of smell sensed the soft and fruity fragrance gradually wafting over his side, which made Murong Chen feel a little drunk for a moment.

Huo Yichen on the other side was not much better.

Seeing that Murong Qiao had already begun to open the refrigerator in an attempt to find the glacier inside, he couldn't help but glance at the fruit wine that had been completely drunk, and sighed heavily.

If I knew this would happen, I should have paid attention to it when I was eating.

But the person in charge of buying things - it seems to be Ye Zhen?

Wait until tomorrow to get to work...... Tut.

Huo Yichen remembered who the culprit was, but he didn't have time to care about it so much at this time.

It was Ye Zhen, after he finished delivering the drink and left, he was still thinking about whether the president would give him a bonus the next day.

He deliberately chose the most acclaimed fruit wine for so long, and I heard that many couples especially like this one!

Ye Zhen didn't know at the moment that he had done bad things with good intentions, and he had made things self-defeating, and he was already lying on the bed beautifully and falling asleep.

It's just that it was late at night, looking at Murong Qiao, who had no intention of sleeping at all and was still making noise everywhere, even Huo Yichen had a headache about the situation in front of him.

"Jojo." He walked over and called for someone.

Huo Yichen's face did not change and he hugged Murong Qiao into his arms, lest the other party destroy the succulent plants on the windowsill again.

The room was full of the fragrance of the hot pot that had not yet dissipated, he first looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then felt that it was not appropriate to leave Murong Qiao alone to sleep here, and finally had to make the idea of taking someone back to the next door.

"I still want to drink ......" Murong Qiao hooked Huo Yichen's neck with both hands and said vaguely.

When she spoke, her legs were not honestly moving, which added a lot of difficulty to Huo Yichen's plan.

(End of chapter)