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

Chapter 585: Drunk

Chapter 585: Drunk


Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations


Meanwhile, there was a contrasting scene from Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao, who were feeding each other.


Beside them, Zuo Qing and Yue Ziyu were about to fight.


“Will you die if I eat another piece?” Yue Ziyu looked at the piece that Zuo Qing had roasted and said impolitely.


Zuo Qing replied seriously, “I don’t know if I’ll die, but this piece of roasted meat will definitely die in your stomach.”


“I’m doing this to save its fate,” She vowed.


Yue Ziyu raised his eyebrows and listened to her finish. Then, while Zuo Qing was turning around to get the seasoning, he stretched out his chopsticks and quickly picked up the piece of meat to eat.


“Yue Ziyu!!!”


By the time Zuo Qing realized it, it was too late.


Yue Ziyu made a chewing motion, as if he was reminiscing about the taste. “Not bad.”


“Who gave you permission to eat it!!” Zuo Qing was furious.


However, the roasted meat had already disappeared into Yue Ziyu’s mouth. Zuo Qing couldn’t retrieve it no matter what.


She was angry, so she changed her method and reached out to s.n.a.t.c.h a freshly roasted piece from Yue Ziyu’s bowl. She thought that it was not a loss.


However, when the meat entered her mouth, Zuo Qing realized that something was wrong.


So spicy!


The spiciness that quickly spread from her taste buds rose with the heat, causing Zuo Qing to cough and her eyes to turn red.


“You, you… Cough, what did you put in it… Cough.”


It was so spicy that she couldn’t even say a complete sentence.


Murong Qiao supported her chin with one hand and looked at the couples beside her. She casually took a sip of the iced fruit juice in her hand.


She had eaten too much meat just now and felt a little sick of it, so she took a can of beverage and drank it.


The fruit juice should have been in the fridge for a long time. As soon as it entered her mouth, the coldness dissipated the heat of the roasted meat, making her feel very comfortable.


“Wu…” She narrowed her eyes and felt a little dizzy.


Huo Yichen brought her some fruits. As soon as he sat down, he saw that Murong Qiao’s face seemed to be a little red.


“Is the food hot?” he asked casually. He even carefully handed the cut strawberry to Murong Qiao’s mouth.


Murong Qiao took a bite first. “It’s alright.”


The sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue. Murong Qiao couldn’t help but take another sip of the fruit juice. Then, she surprisingly realized that the fruit juice was also strawberry-flavored.


In just one mouthful, the can became empty. Murong Qiao shook it unhappily and then stood up to take another. In the end, she moved too suddenly and fell back.


Huo Yichen caught her quickly and finally realized that something was wrong.


“Qiaoqiao?” he called out.


Murong Qiao fell into his arms and had no intention of getting up. She even reached out to touch his face.


“Ah Chen…” Murong Qiao’s voice floated up as well. The latter half of her voice was unclear, and it was unknown what she said.


From the looks of it, she was clearly drunk.


Huo Yichen frowned. He clearly remembered that he didn’t buy any drinks with an especially high alcohol content.


He glanced at the table and found the one Murong Qiao had just drunk. He looked at it carefully and understood.


It was fruit wine with a high alcohol content. Perhaps it was because the taste of the fruit juice was so strong that no one noticed the problem with the alcohol content. He didn’t know how it ended up in Murong Qiao’s hands.


After this fall, Murong Qiao finally let the alcohol take its toll. Her face was also flushed red, and her especially moving drunk appearance was placed in front of Huo Yichen.


“…She might be a little drunk. I’ll take her back to rest first,” Huo Yichen said before carrying Murong Qiao back.


Everyone was quite relaxed and chatting with each other. Seeing that Huo Yichen had suggested returning to his room to rest first, they agreed.


On the other hand, Lu Ruman took the initiative to say, “Why don’t I help you send her back?”


She frowned slightly and looked over. When she realized that the situation was different from what she had expected, she couldn’t help but be stunned.


She had originally prepared the fruit wine for Huo Yichen.


It was rare for everyone to eat together, and it was a good time to fish in troubled waters. Lu Ruman thought that since Zheng Yu was about to break up with her, she could no longer use their relationship to benefit herself, so she planned to find a better way out.


In the end, this plan landed on the most outstanding person among everyone, Huo Yichen.


Therefore, when Lu Ruman brought the drinks over, she placed a few bottles of especially strong wine on Huo Yichen’s table in advance. She wanted to take advantage of the chaos and get drunk with the other party tonight…


But now, it was disrupted by Murong Qiao.


Seeing that Huo Yichen was planning to return to his room to send Murong Qiao back, Lu Ruman still tried to save the situation.


But Huo Yichen didn’t even look at her. He carried Murong Qiao and left.


Lu Ruman sat back in her original seat awkwardly and lowered her eyes in silence, hiding the unwillingness in her heart.


However, Zheng Yu saw everything from the side. He saw Lu Ruman’s plan clearly. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly into a mocking smile.


He had already told her that Huo Yichen wouldn’t like her at all.


Alcohol was a liquid that could be described as magical.


People who were drunk were always in all kinds of moods. There were almost all kinds of people, and they could always do things that they usually didn’t have the guts to do or overturn their image.


Drunkenness corroded her nerves and numbed her senses and rationality. Murong Qiao felt light-headed and didn’t even know what year it was.


“Ah Chen…” She subconsciously called his name.


Huo Yichen carried her to the door and did not forget to answer. “Yes?”


“Ah Chen—’1


However, Murong Qiao still shouted from time to time.


Helplessly, Huo Yichen placed the other party on the sofa and helped Murong Qiao take off her shoes, coat, and other complicated clothes.


He should remain sober. Even if Murong Qiao was drunk, he was still honest and didn’t move around or do anything rude.


“Lift your leg.” Huo Yichen softened his voice.


It wasn’t good to sleep in jeans. It was tight and uncomfortable.


At this moment, Murong Qiao was also obedient. She did whatever she was told, so Huo Yichen didn’t have to spend much effort to complete this job.


Unfortunately, this peace didn’t last long.


When Huo Yichen tried to tell Murong Qiao to take a shower, he realized that the other party couldn’t complete this task independently in her state. But if he went in himself…


Thinking that if something unexpected happened under such circ.u.mstances, Huo Yichen relied on his rationality and composure to directly decide to skip the step of taking a shower.


“Sleep well.” Huo Yichen carried her to the bed.


Although Murong Qiao always said that she would become fat, Huo Yichen actually felt that she was as skinny as before.


Perhaps he really should learn culinary skills seriously. This way, he would have more of her to hug in the future.


Huo Yichen calculated in his heart and wanted to put Murong Qiao under the blanket.


“Ah Chen?” Murong Qiao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.


Huo Yichen lowered his head and met a misty and shimmering gaze. He looked at the light reflected in it. It was clean and clear, reflecting only his figure. “What’s wrong?” Huo Yichen looked at her.


Murong Qiao tilted her head, momentarily stumped by Huo Yichen’s question.


Her thoughts were shattered now, and she couldn’t organize a smooth train of thought.


Hence, Murong Qiao handed everything over to her instincts and reached out to pull Huo Yichen’s collar.


A light force like a kitten came from his neck. Huo Yichen helplessly lowered his head and closed the distance between the two of them.


Such a gaze made the figure of himself in Murong Qiao’s eyes clearer..