Huo Yichen knew the location of Murong Qiao's award ceremony, and after the other party said the itinerary yesterday, he inquired in detail about the time and place, including a series of arrangements.

At that time, Murong Qiao couldn't remember some of the things he was asked, and finally simply sent Huo Yichen a copy of the itinerary sent to him.

I watched the last glimmer of twilight disappear after the sun left.

Huo Yichen glanced at the time and found that the award ceremony was not over at this time, so he simply slowed down and saw a flower shop on the side of the road, so he stopped and walked in.

"Hello, what flowers do you want?" The owner of the flower shop was a young girl with a little freckles on her face.

When he saw Huo Yichen enter his shop, the flower shop owner's eyes almost fell on the other party, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

It is inevitable to meet all kinds of boys in the flower shop, and there are not a few who are beautiful and handsome.

can be as handsome as Huo Yichen's type, it was the first time she saw it, and her heart couldn't stop beating, and there was a strong panic in her tone.

Huo Yichen said bluntly. "Just a bouquet of white roses."

"Okay." The florist instinctively agreed.

But in the process of packing the bouquet, the owner of the flower shop looked at Huo Yichen a little inattentively, and his hands were only mechanical.

"Well, do you have a girlfriend?"

When the white roses were wrapped, the flower shop owner couldn't help but ask more questions while handing them to the other party.

Huo Yichen politely stretched out his hand to take the bouquet of flowers, then paid and nodded.

"It's not a girlfriend, it's a fiancée." He shook the ring on his ring finger.

Thinking of Murong Qiao, Huo Yichen's originally somewhat cold face couldn't help but soften.

It is like a glacier turning into a clear stream in spring, and the branches covered in snow also bloom with flowers and bones, blooming with amazing gentleness.

Such Huo Yichen couldn't help but make the flower shop owner look a little stunned.

Hearing the other party's answer, she was first disappointed in her heart, and then a kind of naturalness emerged.

It's strange if such a good person doesn't have a girlfriend.

Looking at the back of Huo Yichen walking out of the store with flowers, the flower shop owner still couldn't forget that the other party had just mentioned that the person he liked was that gentle demeanor.

That's the gentleness that belongs to one person alone.

As the night deepened, the stars hung high overhead, blooming with a cold and soft glow.

The street lamps on both sides of the road also began to work, giving pedestrians guidance light at intervals.

Seeing that the award ceremony was finally coming to an end, Murong Qiao said hello to Xu Xiuzhu and Shi Yang and walked directly to the outside of the venue.

At this time, the award was not really over, there were a large number of reporters outside, Murong Qiao simply walked in the direction of the underground parking lot and planned to leave, but before she could go down the elevator, a hand stretched out from the side grabbed her arm first.

"Hmm-" Murong Qiao was about to open his mouth to shout.

But as soon as he turned his head and saw Huo Yichen who suddenly appeared in front of him, the cry was swallowed back into his stomach.

She touched her chest and was shocked, "You scared me, I thought those reporters had touched this side." ”

The penetration of those reporters and paparazzi in the entertainment industry is terrifying, even at this awards ceremony, the security work is tight, and Murong Qiao does not dare to take it lightly.

"Thinking of picking you up." Huo Yichen frowned when he saw her thin and bare shoulders.

"Let's go, get in the car first."

The underground parking lot was already cold, and when he just got out of the elevator, and he was wearing a dress, Murong Qiao couldn't help but hug his shoulders and shrink.

The idea of going back alone was directly dispelled after Huo Yichen's appearance.

Murong Qiao followed the other party, sat in the warm co-pilot, and then stuffed another cup of hot oat milk in his hand.

"Drink this first to warm your stomach." After Huo Yichen stuffed the oat milk into her hand, a thin blanket that came out of nowhere and covered Murong Qiao's legs.

Murong Qiao saw through his movements that the white roses placed in the back seat were beautiful and pure, so that even if people hadn't reached out to touch them, they could already smell the fragrance that permeated them.

She gestured to the back seat with a free hand. "Why don't you give me flowers first?"

"Whoever made someone's hungry growl, I just heard it clearly." Huo Yichen said.

He wanted to do something romantic, but after listening to the other party's stomach really making a faint sound, Huo Yichen guessed that Murong Qiao probably didn't have dinner tonight.

It's a pity that he didn't bring anything to satisfy his stomach, and he only had one cup in the car.

Murong Qiao blushed a little embarrassed when he said this, and then took a sip of the fragrant oat milk in his hand in disguise.

Taking advantage of the chat, Huo Yichen turned the steering wheel and drove outside according to the prescribed route.

"Why don't we eat out tonight?" Murong Qiao suddenly proposed.

Huo Yichen's movements did not stop. "What, you dislike me?"

His half-joking tone attracted a gentle wave of Murong Qiao's hand, but the force that hit him on the arm was not painful or itchy, but it seemed to be coquettish.

"Nonsense." Murong Qiao retorted on the spot.

Huo Yichen's cooking was so delicious that she couldn't wait to swallow it with her tongue, even if she was eating the same dish, Murong Qiao felt that she could eat it for a long time.

It's just that thinking of the other party's work in the company for a long time, Murong Qiao is also a little distressed if he has to be responsible for cooking after returning home.

Huo Yichen naturally knew that she didn't mean that. "If you want to eat, it's up to you, and it just so happens that the restaurant you liked before has a new menu."

After he finished speaking, he directly changed the navigation with one free hand, re-set the position, and at the same time sent a message to Ye Zhen, asking him to communicate with the restaurant in advance.

Murong Qiao, who had just been suffocated at the awards ceremony, took advantage of the time when he was finally free this time, and took out his mobile phone to see if anyone had sent him a message.

The mobile phone was turned to silent when he entered the infield, but after he took it out now, as soon as he unlocked the screen, Murong Qiao saw a lot of messages pop up, and the number directly became 99+.

Among them, Huo Yichen and Anno have the most, followed by Shen Xi, Ruan Ying and several elder brothers.

Murong Qiao clicked in one by one to take a look, and saw that Anno seemed to mention the award he was going to for the next award.

[If it weren't for filming, maybe I would have been able to go with you this time. The last message from Anno was a bit regretful.

Originally, the two didn't see each other often after they moved, let alone communicate often.

The two who are busy working with each other are not much worse than the Cowherd and Weaver Girl who get together once a year.

Anno, who is often busy for two or three months after filming a scene, and Murong Qiao, who has to run around from time to time, completely diverge from schedule, and it is estimated that they have just met two days ago, and Anno is still a little reluctant at this time.

Murong Qiao typed and replied to her, [Is it difficult for you to still have me in your heart? 】

Although the name of the person was not mentioned, if Anno saw this news, he would know that Murong Qiao was talking about Murong Chen.

The incident when Murong Qiao and her eldest brother met at the door before made her ridicule Anno several times.

(End of chapter)