Chapter 703 The scent of hot cocoa
The night breeze in the early morning was rare, especially when Huo Yichen was still sitting in the co-pilot, seeing Murong Qiao turning the steering wheel in a serious manner, some novel feelings inevitably appeared in his heart.
Perhaps feeling his gaze, Murong Qiao looked ahead and suddenly spoke.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?" She touched her cheek with one free hand.
Huo Yichen shook his head, "No, it's just the first time I've switched places with you like this."
"It feels different?" Murong Qiao asked him with a smile, and casually glanced at the time displayed on the screen on the car.
It's almost two o'clock.
Huo Yichen was asked by Murong Qiao, and for a while he didn't know how to answer this question.
He turned his head and looked out of the window. The trees on both sides of the road flew past in his field of vision, and swept behind him at an extremely fast speed. Even the light from the street lamps was pulled into an extremely slender long line. Accompanied by the deep starry sky at this moment, suddenly It makes people feel like a dream.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
Because the surrounding scenery is gradually transformed into nature, it seems to be far away from the city center.
This is not a road he is familiar with.
But Murong Qiao didn't answer directly this time, "You'll know when you arrive.
This sentence can show the sense of mystery. Seeing Murong Qiao say this, Huo Yichen is very cooperative and chose not to continue asking.
Although Huo Yichen didn't know where the destination was, he seemed to be very familiar with this place from the way Murong Qiao was driving.
Walking through several winding roads, the surrounding green plants seem to have increased a lot with the naked eye, and then what comes into view is a white railing and an exquisite and beautiful house in front of you.
The speed of the car gradually slowed down.
When approaching the river, the whistling wind was replaced by the sound of waves crashing on the shore, and the rustling swept over the majesty of the night, blowing away Huo Yichen's drowsiness accumulated by the air conditioner when he was sitting in the car.
"It's here." Murong Qiao said.
She turned off the car first, then went out to Huo Yichen's side and waited for him to come down, then stretched out her hand to hold him.
Huo Yichen obeyed all the way, let Murong Qiao lead him, passed him half a step and walked to the front position, then followed to the railing, looking at the river that was almost close at hand.
Murong Qiao took him here, and then turned back by himself. "Wait me a moment."
"Okay." Huo Yichen agreed.
Taking advantage of Murong Qiao's departure, Huo Yichen took a deep breath, looked at the turbulent river water that kept rushing up to the bank from time to time, leaving dark marks on the bank, and looked at the bridge in the distance that was still lit with sporadic lights. There is an unprecedented sense of tranquility.
There are footsteps coming from behind, the returning Murong Qiao.
"Actually, I think the scenery here is quite beautiful, and I've always wanted to show you." Murong Qiao walked to Huo Yichen's side, and at the same time stuffed a cup of hot milk tea into his hand.
Huo Yichen felt the heat in his hands and raised his eyebrows. He remembered that Murong Qiao had never left his sight since the beginning of the banquet.
Murong Qiao smiled, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that food delivery is really one of the greatest inventions in the world.
She pointed to the bridge in the distance, "Actually, at the beginning, I didn't think it was very beautiful here, but I just stayed with it, and my heart felt calm."
The lights on the bridge are not considered prosperous, but sporadically, they can always be lit up one after another. This reaction is seen from a distance, as if they are replying to Murong Qiao's words.
Huo Yichen listened to her talk, and occasionally took a sip of milk tea to warm his body.
Milk tea is his favorite hot cocoa flavor, and it still has less sugar, so only the mellow and sweet taste swirls on the tip of the tongue, spinning and leaping like dancing, passing through the passages of the mouth and throat, leaving the comfort of warmth until the heat rises in the body .
"Speaking of today's birthday, I also met Jiang Weiyang..."
While relaxing like this, Murong Qiao said whatever he thought of, resting his hands casually on the edge of the railing, his body leaned forward slightly, and his hair fluttered with the breeze.
Huo Yichen sometimes agreed to the last sentence, but more often he was listening to Murong Qiao's speech.
At such a quiet moment, he couldn't help being in a trance for a moment, thinking about the last time the two of them were like this.
"However—it seems that after graduating from university, I rarely come out and stay here without thinking about anything." What Murong Qiao said coincided with Huo Yichen's inner voice.
Huo Yichen hummed, "Sorry, the company is always busy."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Qiao looked back at him, then poked his finger on his face. "I don't mean to blame you at all!"
"I know." Huo Yichen smiled.
I don't know where his words hit Murong Qiao's heart, but the other party suddenly couldn't help laughing, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.
"Fool."
Huo Yichen heard Murong Qiao whisper in his ear.
He was stunned for a moment, and then his body responded instinctively for him.
Murong Qiao carefully looked at Huo Yichen in front of him at that moment, even though it was only a very short time, it was enough for her to carefully read every detail revealed in the face and expression of the other person.
She seemed to have not read it carefully for a long time, so when she noticed those details that were different from usual, a subtle change occurred in her heart.
It is said that girls are precocious, but Huo Yichen's stature is like a willow tree in spring, growing longer and longer. Murong Qiao even thinks that he is a little taller now than when he was in college.
It's just that when Murong Qiao really realized that the person in front of him changed from a boy to a man, was he sitting on the Huo Group's president, or would he come to pick him up on a rainy day with an umbrella, or was it at this moment? The other party just hugged her like this, with a little bit of indifferent rosin on her body.
"Suddenly feel that Ah Chen is so tall." Murong Qiao chuckled.
Huo Yichen bent down, keeping his gaze at the same level as Murong Qiao, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort in his current posture on his face, and the emotion in his eyes was very serious and gentle.
Seeing his cooperation, Murong Qiao moved forward lightly and kissed the other party's lips.
It wasn't a deep kiss, but Murong Qiao tasted the aroma of hot cocoa, so sweet that she wanted to continue.
But the rationality in her mind still restrained Murong Qiao's thoughts, so that she looked very calm and retreated a little, and distanced herself from Huo Yichen.
It's a pity that the slightly flushed peach-like color on the face betrayed the master's thoughts at the moment.
An inexplicable atmosphere lingered around the two of them, as if they were inseparably entangled together, with a bit of intoxicating heat, gradually pulling the two beating hearts closer.
Murong Qiao met Huo Yichen's scorching eyes looking down at him, and the originally clearly visible thoughts in his mind suddenly crumbled into a mess, as if they were mixed together by the sticky and sweet things in his eyes.
In the silent stare at each other, Huo Yichen moved first.
Seeing him approaching gradually, Murong Qiao closed her eyes subconsciously, but what fell afterward was not a warm touch, but some rough fingertips rubbing against her lips.
"The lipstick is gone." Huo Yichen's serious voice followed.
Murong Qiao's expectations were in vain, and when he heard Huo Yichen say this, he opened his eyes in embarrassment.
But in the next second, he saw the other person's face enlarged in front of his face, and kissed her.
