After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy Chapter 560: Lust

Chapter 560: l.u.s.t

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

She clearly had a face that he couldn’t get tired of even after looking at it many times, but it was still resplendent even when they were extremely close.

In the dark environment, only the screen behind him was the source of light. Huo Yichen’s gaze wandered between the other party’s eyebrows, like a wild beast proudly patrolling its territory. He even looked carefully at the corners of her eyes, her slightly curled eyelashes, even the tip of her nose and the corners of her lips.

That gaze was really hot, causing Murong Qiao’s face to heat up. Then, she was embarra.s.sed and angry at the scene of being sandwiched between the other party’s arms.

She simply looked up angrily and took the initiative to bite the corner of Huo Yichen’s lips.

“Aren’t we here to watch a movie?!” she accused.

Now that they were so close, how could Huo Yichen still be in the mood to watch the movie?

The sweet fragrance of the popcorn that had originally filled the air because of the heat was completely gone at this moment. Instead, the faint floral smell on Murong Qiao’s body filled Huo Yichen’s nose, making his heart even more restless.

Huo Yichen’s shoulders tensed up slightly, but he didn’t retract his hand that had adjusted the angle of the back of the chair. Instead, he ran it along Murong Qiao’s messy hair and stroked her pink lips.

Before coming in, they clearly wanted to watch the movie seriously, but at this moment, the mood had changed.

The ambiguity created at the beginning of the movie didn’t disappear with the change in the scene. Instead, it moved to the surroundings of Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen and lingered.

Just before the distance was almost zero, Huo Yichen suddenly said, “There’s no choice. I’m tempted by l.u.s.t.”

Before he finished his sentence, Huo Yichen leaned down and blocked Murong Qiao’s lips that were about to open. He turned the tables and bit the other party’s tongue, opening up a battlefield that only belonged to the two of them.

Murong Qiao was almost out of breath from the kiss. She was pressed onto the chair by Huo Yichen and her hands were placed on the other party’s chest. She subconsciously closed her eyes and allowed Huo Yichen to lead her.

Occasionally, she would rebel and want to counterattack. However, every time she did something, she would be suppressed by Huo Yichen and forced to immerse herself in the other party’s gentle and domineering aura, sinking into the other party’s hot body temperature and attacks.

“Wu—”

Huo Yichen kissed her a little harder and Murong Qiao opened her eyes in a daze. However, her eyes were trembling and couldn’t focus. They could only reflect his figure, indicating her pa.s.sivity at this moment.

The taste of Matcha ice cream seemed to have yet to disappear from her mouth, letting him savour it completely.

Murong Qiao couldn’t remember what the movie was about in the end.

When she came out, she was stared at by the front desk lady with an ambiguous and gossipy gaze. Murong Qiao blushed and went to the shop beside her to buy a mask to wear.

Was he a dog…

Murong Qiao touched the corner of her mouth that had been bitten open. She hissed and glared at Huo Yichen, who was walking beside her.

By the time they finished watching the movie, it was already late at night.

The people coming and going on the street outside had also become much spa.r.s.er. After walking out of the mall, Murong Qiao took a deep breath of the cold air outside and couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver.

“Wrap it around yourself. You’ll feel bad if you catch a cold.” Huo Yichen wrapped the scarf around Murong Qiao’s neck.

Murong Qiao was stubborn. “I’m a strong adult. How can I catch a cold?”

With that, in order to prove her fitness, Murong Qiao took a big sip of the iced c.o.ke in her hand.

“You—” Huo Yichen flicked her forehead. “Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”

The mall was not far from Murong Qiao’s residence. Huo Yichen drove slowly and steadily as a chauffeur. Murong Qiao couldn’t even wait to reach her destination before her eyelids started to droop and she felt sleepy.

She had been focused for the entire day. At this moment, as soon as her body relaxed, she couldn’t withstand the exhaustion.

Huo Yichen saw that Murong Qiao was gradually falling asleep and slowed the car even more.

Originally, the journey would only take 20 minutes, but after Huo Yichen deliberately slowed down, it took them 40 minutes to reach Murong Qiao’s house.

But…

Huo Yichen stopped the car and glanced at Murong Qiao, who was sleeping soundly in the front pa.s.senger seat. After looking at her for a long time, he finally dismissed the idea of waking her up.

He got out of the car and went to the front pa.s.senger seat to open the door. Then, he gently carried the other party out of the front pa.s.senger seat and walked towards the elevator.

At this moment, An Nuo, who was at home, was still awake. She was staring at the script she was going to audition for recently when she heard a sound and knocking at the door.

Qiao is back?

An Nuo instantly guessed. Then, she quickly got up and went to the door to look through the peephole. She realized that Huo Yichen was standing outside with Murong Qiao in his arms and hurriedly opened the door.

“You—” An Nuo lowered her voice.

Huo Yichen explained softly, “She was too tired on the way back and fell asleep. Which room is hers?”

He had never been here before, so he was not very familiar with it.

An Nuo hurriedly gave him a direction and then made way for Huo Yichen to carry her in.

Murong Qiao was in a deep sleep. She stayed in Huo Yichen’s arms and subconsciously leaned against the other party’s chest and even rubbed against him.

Huo Yichen lowered his body slightly. After lifting the blanket, he placed her on the bed and carefully took off her shoes and coat.

Thinking about the other party’s habits, Huo Yichen went to take Murong Qiao’s phone and unlocked it with his fingerprints.

The wallpaper on the phone screen had been changed by Murong Qiao at some point and turned into the photo taken by the boy today. Seeing the intimacy between the two of them on the screen, Huo Yichen couldn’t help but soften the coldness on his face. Then, he canceled the alarm clock set by the other party to prevent her from being woken up the next day.

After he was done, he looked at Murong Qiao’s peaceful sleeping face and kissed her before retreating softly.

“I’ll leave first. If anything happens to her, please send me a message to let me know,” Huo Yichen said to An Nuo.

An Nuo nodded and saw Huo Yichen leave.

She went to lock the door, and then the image of Huo Yichen sending Murong Qiao back kept appearing in her mind. The gossip in her heart was simply stirring. She wished she could go to Murong Qiao’s room now and shake her awake to ask her what they had done tonight.

Unfortunately, the other person involved was still sleeping. An Nuo could only return to her room to sleep helplessly.

When Murong Qiao woke up naturally the next day, she was still in a daze.

She subconsciously raised her hand to block the sunlight that came through the gap in the curtains to avoid being dazzled. Then, she reached for her cell phone in a daze.

In the end, she couldn’t find her cell phone. She first found the note An Nuo had written for her.

[I’m going to work first. There’s porridge in the kitchen. Remember to eat it when you wake up. I helped you inform Jiang Chi. In addition, Huo Yichen sent you back last night! ]

At the end of the note was a simple smiley face.

Murong Qiao stared at it in a daze for a long time before her scattered thoughts gradually returned and she understood what was going on.

It was almost eleven o’clock when he woke up. Looking at the almost bright sunlight outside, Murong Qiao rubbed her eyes and prepared to get up to eat porridge before going to the office in the afternoon.

In the end, just as she got up and was about to get off the bed, she almost fell back down.

Murong Qiao’s reaction was half a beat slower. She held onto the closet to stabilize her body and realized belatedly that she seemed to have caught a cold.

She went to the kitchen to get the porridge and sniffed it in disbelief. When she realized that she really couldn’t smell it, she couldn’t help but recall her solemn words last night.

A strong adult…?