Chapter 411: Energetic

Chapter 411 Full of energy

The sudden appearance of Huo Yichen added bright colors to the silent night, and also brightened Murong Qiao's mood a lot.

According to the original plan, An Nuo and Ruan Ying suggested that Huo Yichen take Murong Qiao to play somewhere, but Murong Qiao looked at Huo Yichen's black eyes caused by fatigue, and finally decided not to go anywhere.

"Where do you want to go?" Huo Yichen asked her with a smile.

The surroundings were so quiet that it seemed that only the two of them were left. Hearing Huo Yichen's voice, Murong Qiao's heart also became strangely quiet.

She thought for a while, "It's not far from my home, why don't we walk back?"

In the afternoon, I played a little crazy with Ruan Ying Annuo, and Murong Qiao is also tired now.

"Okay." Huo Yichen was kind.

He stood up first, and then stretched out his hand to pull Murong Qiao up together, not forgetting to put a coat on her.

After all, it is night, and it is always uncomfortable to catch a cold when the cold air invades.

Huo Yichen watched Murong Qiao put on the coat, and helped her gather the collar, then naturally took Murong Qiao's hand and put it in his pocket to cover it together.

The fingertips that were cold just now were warmed by this action. Murong Qiao felt the warmth from the interlocking fingers, and couldn't help but clenched a little more.

She leaned against Huo Yichen, with a light tone as if she was about to fly, "I'm going to be a senior soon."

"It feels like time has passed in the blink of an eye." Murong Qiao sighed with a smile.

Huo Yichen turned his head to look at her, his eyes were focused and gentle, as if infected by Murong Qiao's smile, he also hooked the corners of his lips.

He continued, "I just feel that the time is too slow, and I wish I could marry you and go home immediately."

He was faithful to the thoughts in his heart, but caught a glimpse of Murong Qiao blushing because of these words.

Murong Qiao laughed out loud, "If I, who was in high school a few years ago, heard your words, I would probably feel that I was dreaming."

Such a cold person is now holding her hand and saying that he wants to marry her back home. No matter how you think about this kind of future, it is very surprising.

"...That is also a dream." Huo Yichen was serious.

"It's a pity that it doesn't work now. The Huo family's affairs will take time." When it comes to the Huo family, Huo Yichen couldn't help but furrow his brows just now, "I'm sorry, I need you to wait a little longer."

Huo Hong's vigilance is very strong. If he is not fully prepared and ready to win in one fell swoop, Huo Yichen will not dare to seize power easily.

This is a battle he can't lose, and he can't afford it.

"Come on, why don't you steal my words?" Murong Qiao smiled and changed the serious topic, "I still want to say that my company hasn't started yet, isn't it you waiting for me?"

She asked jokingly, coupled with the joke, it diluted the melancholy in Huo Yichen's heart.

So he raised his hand and smoothed Murong Qiao's black and smooth hair, "No."

Looking at Murong Qiao's bright smiling face, he recalled the comments about "Three Thousands of the Floating World" and the Moon God that he had read on the Internet before, his eyes darkened, and even the hands he held were tight strength.

But when he moved his fingers, Huo Yichen touched the ring on Murong Qiao's finger.

Since he confessed his love affair with his brothers before, Murong Qiao put the ring on his finger in a fair and bright manner, as if he was swearing his exclusive sovereignty to Huo Yichen to other pursuers.

Huo Yichen was distracted by the ring for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, he had unconsciously walked downstairs to Murong Qiao's house.

"Sorry." Huo Yichen couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

After finally getting together, they didn't talk much.

But Murong Qiao didn't return him, just tiptoed and gently pecked his cheek, making him feel the soft and bouncy kiss like jelly.

Murong Qiao's eyes curved slightly, "It's actually quite content to see you when you are so busy."

Huo Yichen looked down at her, and saw Murong Qiao's crow-like eyelashes trembling, as if it could arouse the itching in his heart, those smiling eyes only looked at him intently, the brown and thin eyes like honey The red cheeks match the rosy color, and she looks extremely obedient.

Even the cool evening wind blowing to the sides of the two of them gave them a scorching temperature as if they could be infected with an ambiguous and lingering atmosphere.

"..." Huo Yichen suddenly reached out and hugged her, so that he would not look at Murong Qiao.

He was afraid that his rationality would burst, so he really indulged himself to stay with Murong Qiao, but the voice in his mind on the other side reminded Huo Yichen that the company and Huo Honghuo's family were still waiting for him.

The choice between the two seemed to be on the balance, but once Murong Qiao's name was put on it, he couldn't restrain the intensity of pouring out, and Huo Yichen's heart fell to her.

It's a pity that now is not the time to relax.

Murong Qiao also hugged Huo Yichen's thin waist, buried her head in his chest, and did not speak as if she had a silent understanding.

This scene is really beautiful, and it fell into the eyes of the two people who were secretly watching upstairs, and they couldn't bear to disturb it.

"... I feel that the hero and heroine of the novel I read suddenly have face." Ruan Ying said softly.

Clearly knowing that the two of them could not be heard downstairs, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

Anuo looked down through the window, "Isn't this more delicious than your TV series?"

Ruan Ying thought for a while about those appetizing and **** TV dramas, then looked at the figure of the two people hugging each other downstairs, and nodded in agreement.

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No matter what happens online, those bad comments have not achieved their purpose.

Before Murong Qiao went to the set, she even thought about whether the atmosphere would be depressed or something... But when she arrived at the scene, she found that the situation was exactly the opposite of what she thought.

The lively discussions of the production team fit well with the crowd. Everyone's faces were full of energy. If Murong Qiao hadn't checked Weibo before he came, he would feel that he was dreaming.

"Boss, you are here!" Bai Yi waved to her, quite cheerfully.

Director Liu Cheng was staring at the camera, and when he heard Murong Qiao coming, he responded vaguely, but judging by his expression, he didn't seem to care much about the Internet.

Murong Qiao walked over, "It's more energetic than I imagined."

"Of course." Bai Yi nodded, "I will try my best to act, so that I will slap those people in the face after it is broadcast."

"It's good to be energetic." Zhan Rong on the other side also came over and added with a smile.

Zhan Rong is much calmer, "Everyone is in good condition... Luna doesn't have to worry too much, we are afraid that you will be affected."

In the small talk, Murong Qiao could see the relaxed atmosphere on the production team.

The main reason is that both Bai Yi and Zhan Rong are fans of Luna, not to mention that Murong Qiao is also Bai Yi's boss. Everyone usually likes her very much. Now seeing the comments of those people on the Internet, they are all motivated to make " The filming of "Three Thousand Thousands of Ukiyo" was done, and the mouths of those people were severely gagged.

"I hope I will be satisfied when we shoot later." Liu Cheng faded out.

He is an old director. He has seen a lot in the years of **** filming. It can be said that he is the least affected one in the crew.

No matter what the Internet says, Liu Cheng has enough confidence in himself and the crew.

But this can be called a happy scene, but someone is not satisfied.

As if being out of tune with the crowd, Shangrou stood in the corner of the crew, looking at the few people gathered together on the other side with a sullen face, not in a good mood.

No one around dared to provoke Shangrou, for fear of offending her.