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

Fortunately, what Xian Yu bought this time was real fruit wine, and there was no oolong.

After all, when the barbecue was about to be finished, it could only be said that Murong Qiao, who was being fed by Huo Yichen all the time and didn't even have time to chat a little more, really ate very full this time.

In the middle of the night, the darkness where no stars can be seen and the sobering night wind have become the only scenery at this moment.

The residual warmth of the charcoal fire made people not feel too cold. Sitting around the long table, Murong Qiao put on an extra coat before he could say anything more.

"Be careful of catching a cold." Huo Yichen whispered to her.

No matter how healthy your body is, you need to take good care of it, not to mention that it's the season change, and if you don't pay attention, you will get sick.

The skewered meat that was originally grilled in his hand has now become a fruit that relieves greasy after a meal.

"I'm done eating." Yanxiu was the first to propose to leave.

After he finished speaking, he got up and prepared to go back. He didn't know if it was because of the fruit wine, but his face looked a little red under the light of the night.

Seeing him like this, Murong Chuan got up together. "Let's go, together."

His body is not suitable for eating too much of these, and his appetite for tonight's barbecue was ridiculed to be smaller.

It's just that Murong Zheng is watching from the side, and what Murong Chuan says can't be too much.

"Yanxiu, aren't you drunk..." Xian Yu yelled as she watched the two disappear behind the door.

Hearing what he said, Murong Qiao looked at him curiously.

Xian Yu mercilessly exposes Yanxiu's background, "He is totally irresistible to alcohol."

Perhaps God is not fair. Some people’s drinking table is like a battlefield, and it is legendary to keep a thousand cups alive, while some people are just slightly smeared with alcohol, but their faces are red and their hearts are beating, and their chests are like drums.

And Yanxiu happens to be the latter, which is one of the main reasons why he hates socializing so much.

Drinking is always unavoidable, except that when he was young, he didn't know how to say no, and after a scandal, Yanxiu directly cut off most of his contact with the outside world.

But today is an exception.

"How do you feel?" After leaving, Murong Chuan was still uneasy and sent Yanxiu to the door of his room.

Yanxiu took a deep breath, pretending to be calm. "fine."

This sentence would have been more convincing if his face hadn't been so red.

"Then I'll go back first." Murong Chuan saw that Yanxiu didn't seem like the kind who would make a fuss, so he ordered a few words and turned back to his room.

After all, he lives at the corner of Yanxiu, so he can pay attention to it if there is a commotion.

Yanxiu took a deep breath and nodded. After watching Murong Chuan's back disappear into the corner of the corridor, he finally raised his hand half a beat later, opened the door and walked in.

The room was still the same as it was when Yanxiu left. The uninspired manuscript was quietly placed on the table, showing an unfinished state.

In the dark night, Yanxiu didn't choose to turn on the light above his head.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands controlled him to the table. After looking at the manuscript for a long while in silence, he didn't know what to think, so he sat down suddenly.

Perhaps it was alcohol that opened the floodgates of inspiration for no reason, making Yanxiu's hands suddenly itchy.

He took out his phone to find some information, but the interface was still on the previous chat with Shen Xi.

The fingertip that wanted to click exit, but because of the slight double image of the error in the eyes, it directly clicked on the voice call.

Seeing that the screen turned black and then a call pattern appeared, Yanxiu frowned angrily and realized that he had pressed the wrong place, and when he was about to cancel, Yun Yin connected.

"...Yanxiu?" Shen Xi's weak voice came from the other end, seeming to be sleepy just after opening her eyes.

Shen Xi, who was always in poor health, went to bed very early, but mostly in light sleep. Not long after she closed her eyes, her phone rang.

That was the special care she secretly set up for Yanxiu, on the day she added the other party's contact information.

It's just that Shen Xi didn't expect it to show up at this time, she pressed the call almost instinctively, but when she opened her eyes and found that the name on the screen was Yanxiu, she was stunned for a while.

It's not easy to hang up now.

Hearing Shen Xi's voice, Yanxiu's fingertips that were about to hang up paused in mid-air, and began to frown and ponder how to end this abrupt call.

God knows how hard it is for him to think of a reason.

"Yanxiu?" Seeing that there was no response from the other end, Shen Xi called out to the other party unconsciously.

Yanxiu had no choice but to say, "Yes."

"Aren't you...at home? You haven't slept so late." Shen Xi said softly.

Yanxiu pursed his lips, but it was not easy to let the topic go here, so he could only shift his gaze to the manuscript next to him.

"No inspiration." He replied curtly.

Anyway, when I had no inspiration before, I didn't have the concept of time, so Yanxiu replied without any psychological pressure.

Murong Qiao, who was still sitting in the backyard at this moment, glanced upstairs, and then looked at Xian Yu, who was still full of energy, and hooked Huo Yichen's palm under the table with his hand.

"Huh?" Huo Yichen looked at her immediately.

Murong Qiao took his hand, and while no one was paying attention, she sneaked up to bite his ear. "Shall we go too?"

She doesn't want to be the light bulb for An Nuo and Big Brother.

Although I don't know if there is any sign of horoscope, but looking at Murong Chen's attitude towards An Nuo so far, Murong Qiao feels that there is probably something to be said about this matter.

Seeing this, Huo Yichen glanced at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock, and he should go to bed, besides, he had to go back early tomorrow, so it's always better to go to bed early.

"Brother, let's go up first." Murong Qiao just did what he said and got up straight away.

She took Huo Yichen's hand and walked away without any hesitation. It seemed that An Nuo, who was still hesitating to be together, didn't even have a chance to speak.

Fortunately, Murong Chen who was at the side also added a sentence. "Are you familiar with the guest room? I'll take you there."

This is the first time An Nuo has come to Murong's house to stay overnight.

Although she really wanted to say that she should be able to find it by herself, it's not a big problem, but when she met Murong Chen's gaze, she felt that the words on her lips were swallowed back.

An Nuo shook his head. "Uncle Yang doesn't seem to have told me yet."

"Go and rest first, leave this to me." Murong Zheng, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to take care of the next thing.

Xian Yu belongs to the spirit of getting better and better. Uncle Yang has to rest early when he is old. Seeing Murong Chen planning to take An Nuo to the guest room, Murong Zheng is very conscious of his brother at this time.

After all, he still has some plans to deal with, so it doesn't matter if he spends time with Xian Yu.

Thinking of the youngest younger brother's reckless behavior from time to time, Murong Chen and Murong Zheng exchanged glances.

Xian Yu didn't know that he had become the bear child in their hearts, and he was still actively singing with his voice at this moment.

It's hard to say whether his singing is out of tune, probably because of his solid foundation or talent, so even humming casually is not unpleasant.

"It's hard to imagine what Fifth Brother's future girlfriend will be like." Murong Qiao listened to Xian Yu's singing, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

After all, the barbecue was too hot just now, Murong Qiao took Huo Yichen to blow some air on the balcony on the second floor of his room before returning to his room.

Her balcony is the best viewing position in the house. Standing on the semi-circular platform and looking out, you can almost see the entire rose garden at a glance.

The colors that are so hot that they can almost burn people occupy the field of vision, and the beauty is suffocating.