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

Since it was finished first, Yuan Qing simply revealed the content of the night's recording to the two of them.

"The evening show is going to let everyone cook dinner together, and there will be a live broadcast at that time."

Yuan Qing has no pressure to disclose this matter in advance. "If you want to go out for a stroll, you can also buy some favorite ingredients to prepare for the evening."

"Expenses will be reimbursed by the program group." The last sentence Yuan Qing said was without burden.

The expenses reimbursed by the program group are all the money spent by investors, and Huo Yichen actually pays the bill when rounded up. Yuan Qing feels that he has earned blood when he thinks about it.

Huo Yichen didn't care about this at all. After listening to Yuan Qing's words, he turned to look at Murong Qiao, and asked her opinion silently.

"Then I'll change into normal clothes and go out for a stroll." Murong Qiao tugged at the skirt that was too heavy on her body.

The nearest supermarket to the shooting location was only five minutes away. After Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen packed up and set off, they found a place to buy ingredients without much effort.

It was the afternoon, the leaves rustled when the cool autumn wind blew, and the sunlight turned into spots of light through the gaps in the shade, falling on the ground in bits and pieces. It was quite beautiful to look at casually.

Murong Qiao looked at the vast "supermarket" in front of him, and pulled Huo Yichen inside.

It is probably not accurate to say that it is a supermarket. This is a small town, so you can still see the prototype of the appetizer market when you walk in. However, the modern facilities and decoration have been changed to a clean style.

The store, which can be called a large shopping mall, is divided into upper and lower floors. Murong Qiao first pulled the shopping cart upstairs.

"There's a new style of potato chips—" Murong Qiao accidentally saw the potato chips he liked before on the shelf.

Huo Yichen took the potato chips and threw them into the shopping cart without hesitation, "That happened to be bought together."

Murong Qiao was amused by him, "What about buying ingredients?"

"After all, it will fall into my hands for reimbursement, and I can buy a car." Huo Yichen said this confidently.

As soon as these words were said, the two of them changed from their original purpose of buying ingredients to doing whatever they wanted, taking whatever they saw and wanting to buy.

It's just that after walking for a long time, Murong Qiao couldn't help moving his ankles.

She came out today wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, and she couldn't help grinding the area behind her ankle after walking a lot. It was already aching slightly, and it must be red.

Huo Yichen kept paying attention to Murong Qiao, and when he saw her suddenly stop while walking, he immediately turned to ask her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Huo Yichen was pushing a half-full shopping cart, so he didn't see Murong Qiao's red ankle clearly at the first time.

Murong Qiao moved his foot lightly, and immediately hissed in pain. "A little pain in the ankle."

"I knew I wouldn't be wearing high heels today." She quietly complained to Huo Yichen.

Hearing that she was uncomfortable, Huo Yichen parked the car aside, squatted down in front of Murong Qiao, and lowered his head to see what was going on.

In the past, the ankles were always white and delicate, but now there is a spot of redness at the back.

Huo Yichen turned his head to look sideways, and saw that the high heels were strangling, and there was a little bit sunken into the flesh, which was obviously the culprit.

No wonder it hurts.

"The skin is worn out, don't move here, I'll come back as soon as I go." Huo Yichen frowned and stood up.

He directly hugged Murong Qiao horizontally, so as not to cause any further pain when the other party moved around, he found a nearby place for the guests to rest and put him down, turned around and left quickly.

Huo Yichen walked quickly, and came back within a few minutes, but he had an extra pair of slippers and a Band-Aid in his hand.

"I'll put it on for you first, so as not to cause any further pain." Huo Yichen squatted down again.

He tore off the Band-Aid very seriously, and after holding up Murong Qiao's foot to confirm the position, he gently pasted the Band-Aid on it with an unbelievably gentle, almost imperceptible force.

Facing the eyes of the people coming and going around, Murong Qiao shrank back a little embarrassedly, and just about to say that he could do it too, when Huo Yichen grabbed his fidgeting calf again.

"Don't move around." Huo Yichen's voice came from below him.

Murong Qiao took a deep breath to try not to care about the eyes of the people around him. This time he behaved well, and he really didn't move at all, but his tense body still revealed some discomfort in his heart.

Fortunately, the supermarket is big enough and the products are comprehensive enough. When Huo Yichen went to get the Band-Aid, he also bought some alcohol cotton.

Thinking of the power of alcohol to disinfect the wound, he raised his head and told Murong Qiao. "It might hurt a little."

It's never good to let the wound get infected.

After Huo Yichen finished speaking, he directly wiped the wound with a cotton ball, the pain was so painful that Murong Qiao was caught off guard.

There is probably a little medicine on the side where the Band-Aid is attached to the wound. After putting it on, there is a cool feeling, which is quite comfortable.

Huo Yichen had already taken off the high heels and put them aside when he was treating the wound, and there was no intention of them being put on again.

Huo Yichen directly unpacked the pair of slippers he bought temporarily, and put them on for Murong Qiao.

"I can do things like put on shoes myself." Murong Qiao wanted to struggle.

But Huo Yichen's hands were faster, "I am willing to wear it for you."

Murong Qiao was blocked by him, so he had no choice but to shake his feet, and after confirming that there was no problem, he got up and stood up.

"Be careful." Huo Yichen reached out to support her.

Murong Qiao was so provoked that he wanted to laugh. "Not so delicate."

"Let's buy the ingredients first. It will be dark and I haven't bought them yet. I will be hungry at night." Murong Qiao returned to the topic.

Seeing that she was fine, Huo Yichen stretched out his hand to pull the shopping cart back, and suddenly had an idea, reached out and patted the empty space in front of the shopping cart.

"Would you like to sit on it and try it? You don't need to walk to save you pain." He pointed to a place in front that was big enough for a person.

Murong Qiao glanced at it, and eagerly touched the edge of the shopping cart with his hand, really wanting to sit on it.

"I'll push you." Huo Yichen saw her thoughts.

Just when Murong Qiao was a little moved, a mother and son suddenly passed by.

"Mom, hurry up, hurry up! Wu!" The boy sat in the shopping cart, as if treating the cart as his racing car, and directed his mother to turn.

The woman pushing the cart had a doting look on her face, "Well, well--"

The mediocre scene can even be called a very happy and warm picture. In the eyes of Murong Qiao, who was just about to try driving in a car, it suddenly became more inexplicable.

This time, she decisively withdrew her hand that she wanted to try, and directly rejected Huo Yichen's proposal just now.

"Shopping for vegetables." Murong Qiao directly changed the topic.

Thinking of the childish behavior of the little boy just now, she put herself in it in her mind, and shivered.

Forget it.

The little episode was left behind by the two of them, and they finally started to do serious things.

There are many options for a multi-person dinner party. Director Yuan Qing directly set the theme of the evening as barbecue for the sake of atmosphere.

I just don't know if other couples have received the task of buying ingredients like them.

As Murong Qiao thought to himself, he still didn't forget to pick several kinds of barbecue dipping sauces and put them into the shopping cart.

Huo Yichen completely regarded himself as a cart laborer, and followed Murong Qiao to buy and go everywhere. When Murong Qiao struggled to choose, he couldn't help feeling annoyed, and even enjoyed it very much.