Chapter 703 The Scent of Hot Cocoa

The night breeze in the early morning was rare and precious, especially when Huo Yichen was still sitting in the passenger seat. Looking at Murong Qiao turning the steering wheel seriously, some novel feelings inevitably appeared in his heart.

Perhaps sensing 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 a free hand.

Huo Yichen shook his head, "No, it's just the first time I've changed places with you like this."

"Do you feel different?" Murong Qiao asked him with a smile, and then casually glanced at the time displayed on the screen in the car.

It's almost two o'clock.

Huo Yichen was asked by Murong Qiao and didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The trees on both sides of the road were flying past his field of vision, passing behind him at an extremely fast speed. Even the light of the street lamp was stretched into an extremely thin long line. Along with the deep starry sky at this moment, suddenly It gives people a dreamlike feeling.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

Because the surrounding scenery gradually transforms into nature, it seems far away from the city center.

This was not a road he was familiar with.

But Murong Qiao did not answer directly this time, "You'll know when you get there.

This sentence can really show the sense of mystery. Seeing Murong Qiao say this, Huo Yichen also cooperated and chose not to continue questioning.

Although Huo Yichen didn't know where the destination was, looking at the way Murong Qiao drove, he seemed to be very familiar with this place.

Walking through several winding roads, the surrounding green plants seemed to have increased visibly to the naked eye. Then what came into view was a white railing in front of them and an exquisite and beautiful house.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down.

The sound of the howling wind was replaced by the sound of waves crashing on the shore as they approached the river. The rustling sound swept away the majesty of the night, which suddenly blew away the sleepiness accumulated by the air conditioner when Huo Yichen was sitting in the car.

"We're here." Murong Qiao said.

She first turned off the car, then went out to Huo Yichen's side to wait for him to get off, then stretched out her hand to hold him.

Huo Yichen obeyed without hesitation, letting Murong Qiao lead him, walking half a step ahead of him, and then followed to the railing, looking at the river that was almost within easy reach.

Murong Qiao took him here and then turned back. "Wait me a moment."

"Okay." Huo Yichen agreed.

While Murong Qiao was leaving, Huo Yichen took a deep breath and looked at the river that was constantly surging and rushing to the shore from time to time leaving dark traces. He also looked at the bridge in the distance with a few scattered lights on. There was an unprecedented sense of tranquility.

There were footsteps approaching from behind, Murong Qiao returning.

"Actually, I think the scenery here is quite beautiful, and I've always wanted to take you to see it." Murong Qiao walked up to Huo Yichen and stuffed a cup of hot milk tea into his hand.

Huo Yichen felt the warmth in his hands and raised his eyebrows. He remembered that Murong Qiao had never left his sight since the banquet.

Murong Qiao smiled, and couldn't help but sigh that takeout delivery was really one of the greatest inventions in the world.

She pointed at the bridge in the distance, "Actually, I didn't think it was very beautiful at first. I just took it with me and my heart calmed down."

The lights on the bridge were not busy, but they would always light up sporadically. This reaction, seen from a distance, seemed to be replying to Murong Qiao's words.

Huo Yichen listened to her talk and occasionally took a sip of milk tea to warm his body.

The milk tea is the hot cocoa flavor he likes, but it has less sugar, so only the mellow and sweet taste swirls on the tip of the tongue, spinning and leaping like a dance, across the passages of the mouth and throat, leaving a warm and comfortable feeling along the way that heat rises in the body. .

"Speaking of which, on my birthday today, I also met Jiang Weiyang..."

While relaxing like this, Murong Qiao said whatever he thought of, his hands casually resting on the edge of the railing, his body leaning forward slightly, and his hair flying in the breeze.

Huo Yichen sometimes agreed to the previous sentence, but mostly listened to Murong Qiao's speech.

In such a quiet moment, he couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, thinking about the last time the two of them were like this.

"But - it seems that after graduating from college, it is rare for me to come out and stay without thinking about anything." Murong Qiao's words coincided with Huo Yichen's thoughts.

Huo Yichen hummed, "Sorry, the company is always busy."

"What are you talking about?" Murong Qiao looked back at him, then poked his face with his finger. "I don't mean to blame you at all!"

"I know." Huo Yichen smiled.

I don't know where his words touched Murong Qiao's heart. The other person suddenly couldn't help laughing, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.

"Fool."

Huo Yichen heard Murong Qiao whisper something in his ear.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his body responded instinctively for him.

Murong Qiao carefully studied Huo Yichen in front of her at that moment. Even though it was only a very short time, it was enough for her to carefully look at every detail revealed in his face and expression.

It seemed that she hadn't looked at it carefully for a long time, so when she noticed the details that were different from usual, a subtle change occurred in her heart.

It is said that girls mature early, but Huo Yichen is as tall as 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.

But when Murong Qiao really realized that the person in front of him changed from a boy to a man, was it when the other person was sitting in the CEO position of Huo's, or was he holding an umbrella and coming to pick him up on a rainy day, or was it at this moment? The other party just hugged her like this, with a light scent of Poisson rosin on her body.

"Suddenly I felt that Achen was so tall." Murong Qiao chuckled.

However, Huo Yichen leaned over and kept his gaze at the same level as Murong Qiao. On his face, he could not feel the discomfort of his current posture at all, and the emotion in his eyes was very serious and gentle.

Seeing his cooperation, Murong Qiao gently leaned forward and kissed the other person's lips.

It wasn't a deep kiss, but Murong Qiao could taste the scent of hot cocoa, which was so sweet that she wanted to continue.

But the reason in her mind still restrained Murong Qiao's thoughts, so that she stepped back a little, looking very calm and composed, and distanced herself from Huo Yichen.

It's a pity that the slight blush on his face, like peach blossoms, still betrayed the master's thoughts at this moment.

An indescribable atmosphere lingered around the two of them, as if they were inextricably entangled together, with a bit of intoxicating heat, gradually drawing the two beating hearts closer.

Murong Qiao met Huo Yichen's burning eyes, which were looking down at him. The thoughts that were originally clearly visible in his mind suddenly became a mess, as if they were mixed together by the sticky and sweet things in his eyes.

In the silent gaze, Huo Yichen moved first.

Seeing him getting closer, Murong Qiao subconsciously closed her eyes, but what came next was not a warm touch, but rough fingertips rubbing against her lips.

"The lipstick is spent." Then came Huo Yichen's serious voice.

Murong Qiao's expectations were disappointed. When he heard Huo Yichen say this, he immediately opened his eyes in embarrassment.

But the next second, she saw the other person's face zooming in front of her face and kissed her.