After the disfavored female partner went offline, ten brothers went crazy

Chapter 705 It's Good to Be a Salted Fish

Ye Zhen always felt that today was an indescribably sunny day.

He didn't speak, and looked down at the report in his hand. On the surface, he looked very attentive, but in fact, Ye Zhen kept thinking about the mistakes he made when he just reported.

In fact, when he was reporting to the CEO today, he "accidentally" discovered the "traces" on his CEO.

Thinking of the other party's ambiguous red marks spreading from his neck to his strong chest, Ye Zhen was not completely sure again.

"Tezhu Ye? Which floor are you on, let me press it for you." The person who was already waiting in front of the elevator spoke in a friendly manner.

But Ye Zhen was too immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't reply for a long time after the other party finished asking.

"... Assistant Ye?"

Until the third time Ye Zhen was called, the other party slowly recovered and smiled at the employee very apologetically.

Ye Zhen was a little annoyed. "I can go to the third floor, thank you."

"Okay." The employee nodded quickly.

Although it seems nothing to be in a daze, but in the eyes of people observing the gossip, whether it is the CEO who is very happy today, or the special assistant who is in a daze from time to time, there are obviously special stories.

Little did he know that Ye Zhen was annoyed by his mistake in reporting, while Huo Yichen would put down his work from time to time and send a message to his wife.

【How does Jojo feel?Is there any discomfort in the body? 】

Similar messages are sent every few minutes, more of a daily chat, but it can also be seen that the man is in a happy mood.

The pen turned a corner in Huo Yichen's hand, and then wrote a signature very rhythmically and smoothly.

Huo Yichen signed the contract in his hand, but his mind was still on Murong Qiao, planning to wait for the lunch break later, and skip work to buy the pastry he likes very much.

After all... He can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

Huo Yichen thought of this, and then sent a message to Ye Zhen, asking him to prepare his car and go out later.

Maybe it's Huo Yichen's good mood today, the weather today is also mild and cool, people can't help but feel that it's a good day for shopping.

The color of the sky reached the true blue, and then it merged with a few clouds floating everywhere and then separated. If you are lucky, you can occasionally see the polar line brought by the jet exhaust.

Seeing that the sun was just right outside, An Nuo pressed on the sun hat, couldn't help but took a photo, and called Murong Qiao.

The connection over there was quickly connected, but An Nuo vaguely heard a throbbing sound.

"... Qiao Qiao?" She swallowed what she wanted to say, and she was concerned about the person on the other end of the phone with doubts on her face.

Murong Qiao took a deep breath, "I'm fine, Annuo, tell me."

If she had to say it herself, she was so sore now that even holding a mobile phone was a bit of a torture, it would be too painful.

Maybe she felt that this effect was a bit exaggerated, but it was like a piece of paper that was repeatedly rubbed and left with countless lines of text, and if the toughness of the paper was stretched to the extreme——

"I don't have anything to do. It's just that the crew is wrapping up today. Do you have time to go out for a walk?" An Nuo mentioned what he wanted to say just now, but after he finished speaking, his tone was always faintly disappointed. "We haven't played together for a long time..."

It's hard to blame anyone, Murong Qiao is busy with company affairs every day, and after An Nuo's career has been promoted step by step, he has never lost resources such as scripts and variety shows on hand.

In addition, the two hadn't noticed that they were together for a long time, and there was no chance to meet each other.

"Today, it might not work." Murong Qiao slowly sat up from the bed.

With just this one movement, she already didn't want to move anymore.

It's also good to be a salted fish under the blanket.

Such thoughts emerged in Murong Qiao's mind that could be said to be bad.

Suddenly there was a sound at the door, it seemed that Huo Yichen had come back, Murong Qiao talked to An Nuo first, then hung up the phone, got up to welcome him home.

There are only two of them who have the keys to the apartment. At this moment, Huo Yichen is standing at the door with the snacks he bought, taking off his coat and changing his shoes.

"So you came back so early today?" Murong Qiao raised his head from the side of the corridor.

Huo Yichen raised the beautifully packaged bag in his hand, "I brought the dim sum you like."

He wanted to say something, but in the next second, he saw Murong Qiao walking over, his bare feet stepping on the floor, and he even felt that the red surrounding area was caused by whether the temperature was too cold.

"Bare feet will catch cold, Qiao Qiao." He knelt down helplessly, and took out a pair of fluffy slippers for Murong Qiao to put on.

Just last night, there was a cold night wind blowing by the river, so it was hard not to think that she could escape the punishment of a cold.

Murong Qiao didn't forget to defend while cooperating with putting on the shoes. "There is obviously an air conditioner in the room."

"I'm staying at home in the afternoon, is there anything you want to eat?" Huo Yichen put the bought things on the table in the living room, "You can go out to buy ingredients later, and I asked my third brother some time ago what you like recipes to eat."

"You never called him so close before." Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows when he noticed the change in his address.

Huo Yichen nodded calmly, "By the way, he called it that way when we were exchanging cooking skills, but he didn't think it was a big deal."

Now that Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao were locked up, it was decided by the elder brothers, so the elder brothers accepted Huo Yichen well.

Especially when Murong Chuan was asked by Huo Yichen about cooking, he was willing to study hard and was talented, even if the factors related to his younger sister were excluded, if he met such a talented student, Murong Chuan would like it very much. .

While the two were talking, Murong Qiao also helped Huo Yichen to share a little of the work at hand.

Originally, the two of them were not neighbors, and they usually lived with Murong Qiao. Huo Yichen seldom went back to his own room, but now that the window screen paper was broken, it can be said that Huo Yichen came here even more unscrupulously.

He even had someone very efficient install a door between himself and Murong Qiao's residence, so that he wouldn't have to go back and forth to get things from the door in the future.

Knowing that Huo Yichen would not return to the company in the afternoon, Murong Qiao unceremoniously ordered a few dishes that he liked very much, so he made an appointment with Huo Yichen to go shopping together later.

It's the marks on the neck...

Murong Qiao looked at the red marks on his neck in the mirror, and finally came to the conclusion that he could only wear high-necked clothes today, and couldn't help but stare at the culprit next to him.

Last night was probably too crazy, so that Murong Qiao couldn't pick out a piece of intact skin from all over her body. Even from an angle she couldn't see, behind the neck covered by her hair, the traces of a night were still shocking.

But that wasn't for her.

Huo Yichen calmly walked behind Murong Qiao, helped him comb his hair, then tied a half-high ponytail and scattered a part of the hair behind his head on his shoulders, and then pretended to "inadvertently" reveal a little trace of the back of his neck.

Secretive and powerful possessiveness occupies such a private corner, a warning for those who pretend to be.

He doesn't mind his precious treasures shining brightly, but he doesn't allow anyone to take away this treasure that only belongs to him.

(End of this chapter)