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

Life returned to normal, and Murong Qiao got up, washed and tidied up before going to Huida for class.

It's just that she is alone this time, after all, there will always be some changes when moving out.

[Third and five from the left, Qiao Qiao, let me help you! Come on! 】

Murong Qiao lowered his head and glanced at the message, and seeing that it was from Yang Xin, he couldn't help curling his lips.

It's just that the smile didn't last long before being broken up by the man standing in front of him.

"I don't think we have anything to say before." She dropped her voice.

Looking at Nan Jin who appeared in front of her, Murong Qiao frowned and suppressed the smile in her eyes, and looked at him calmly.

But Nan Jin persisted, "I didn't come here for this."

He explained in a soft voice that even though he saw Murong Qiao's resistance to him which was visible to the naked eye, Nan Jin still endured the throbbing pain in his heart and kept in mind his purpose.

He slowly handed out the convenience bag in his hand, and brought it to Murong Qiao, keeping a restrained and polite distance.

"I just want to bring you a breakfast." Nan Jin said softly.

He originally wanted to wait for Murong Qiao downstairs in the dormitory, but after knowing that his sister had moved out, Nan Jin had to change the waiting location, and stayed at the school gate early in the morning to search for familiar figures.

In the morning, Nan Jin was carrying his breakfast. He, who was already quite good-looking, took care of himself a bit, and standing at the school gate became a landscape of his own.

At this moment, she was still speaking softly, delivering breakfast to Murong Qiao with a flattering attitude. This scene was watched by many students at the school gate.

Murong Qiao frowned, "I don't—"

She was about to say that I don't need it, but before she finished speaking, Nan Jin stuffed the warm breakfast into her hand.

"Hungry is not good for your health." Nan Jin looked at her, "Take a good class, Qiao Qiao."

After saying this, Nan Jin hurriedly turned around and left, as if she was afraid that Murong Qiao would react and return the breakfast to herself.

The corners of Murong Qiao's lips were pulled down into an unhappy arc, and his eyes shifted from the back of Nan Jin who hurriedly left to the breakfast in his hand.

A cup of soy milk is served with some deep-fried dough sticks, and a drawer of steamed buns. With the temperature just out of the oven, the aroma floats up and permeates the sense of smell. It is fragrant and delicious.

But Murong Qiao didn't have the slightest appetite.

Not to mention that she had already eaten it before she came here, just this breakfast is not her favorite, Murong Qiao's taste in the morning is not greasy, and she prefers to drink porridge to warm her stomach.

In other words, Nan Jin didn't know what she liked to eat at all.

Thinking of this, she smiled sarcasticly again, but there was no joy in her eyes.

It's a pity that class is about to start, and there is no time for Murong Qiao to deal with this breakfast, so he had to carry it to the classroom.

"Here we come." Murong Qiao sat down at the right seat, and greeted Yang Xin Lengyan next to him.

Yang Xin lay weakly on the table, "It's so annoying, I have this class again, I came here after sleeping in the morning without eating—"

As if in response to the blatant resentment in her words, Yang Xin's stomach also grunted at the right time when she just finished speaking.

Just as Murong Qiao was about to stuff the breakfast under the table, he took out the breakfast and put it in front of Yang Xin.

"It just so happened that I brought a breakfast, you can eat it." She lowered her eyes and said.

The aroma of breakfast floated out of the bag at once, arousing Yang Xin's appetite.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Qiao Qiao, you are too kind!"

Yang Xin reached out to open the bag, but then, as if thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and looked at Murong Qiao.

"I've eaten." Murong Qiao explained helplessly.

Hearing what she said, Yang Xin took the first bite with peace of mind and prepared to finish the breakfast in front of him.

As the grades increase, the number of courses gradually increases, and as soon as the four major classes are taught, it is the time when the sun is setting.

"You go to eat first, I will take a taxi home later." Murong Qiao said goodbye to the two.

She lowered her eyes and wrote, completing the last line of class notes, and then began to pack her things and leave the classroom.

During dinner time, the flow of people at the school gate can be described as crowded.

Murong Qiao walked among the crowd, and after sending An Nuo a message that he would be home soon, he raised his head and headed towards the door.

Surrounded by noisy and gossiping discussions among students.

"I just heard from my roommate that there seems to be a handsome guy waiting for someone at the school gate, let's go and see together?"

"Then he must be waiting for his girlfriend, why should you worry about it?"

"I don't think the picture on the forum looks like that, they are all so mature, it's almost like waiting for my sister..."

The car booked on the mobile phone was only five minutes away from the school gate, so Murong Qiao couldn't help speeding up his pace.

But as soon as she walked out of the school gate, her eyes locked on the familiar figure outside.

I saw Nanxuan in a suit standing on the side of the road a few steps away from the school gate, holding something in his hand.

Almost the moment he saw him, Murong Qiao planned to avoid him directly, not wanting to have any communication with him.

But things backfired. In fact, when Murong Qiao had just stepped out of the school gate, Nan Xuan saw her sharply.

"Jojo!" He yelled hastily.

Naturally, Nan Xuan could see that Murong Qiao wanted to avoid his thoughts, but he still walked in front of Murong Qiao.

Could it be that she was unlucky today? Why are both of them squatting at the school gate for her.

Murong Qiao clicked his tongue impatiently, "I'm going home."

The bad mood brought by Nan Jin in the morning had just subsided, but Nan Xuan came again, the two brothers probably did it on purpose.

"This is the soup I made." Nanxuan answered irrelevantly.

He stuffed the thermos bucket into his younger sister's arms, "Hui Da is very tired from studying, you can drink to replenish your body."

Murong Qiao felt even more baffled by Nanxuan's actions. She looked at Nanxuan in front of her hesitantly, and even wondered if he had taken the wrong medicine.

"In short, I just wanted to deliver soup to you, nothing else." Nanxuan quickly explained.

He even took two steps back as a gesture of friendliness. "Remember to drink the soup, I won't delay your return home, Qiao Qiao, remember to be safe on the way back."

Don't say that Murong Qiao didn't react this time, by the time she regained consciousness, Nan Xuan had long since disappeared.

After Murong Qiao returned home, he told An Nuo about it.

"Nanxuan? Bring you soup?" An Nuo's expression looked like he saw penguins in the desert.

Murong Qiao nodded, reinforcing the authenticity of this matter.

But An Nuo looked at Murong Qiao, and then at the thermos that she had brought back and placed on the table, his brows were knit into a knot, and his face was full of bewilderment.

After hesitating for a long time, she asked, "Has Nanxuan changed his gender? Why is he treating you better now?"

An Nuo's question was also on Murong Qiao's mind.

In fact, if it wasn't for being squatted by Nanjin Nanxuan one after another sooner or later, she would never have thought of bringing this soup back, but it was precisely because she didn't know what the hell these two people were doing...

"I don't know." Murong Qiao answered truthfully.

Apart from Murong Qiao, An Nuo is the person he is most familiar with about the Nan family.

Just finding out from his memory what the Nan family had done to Murong Qiao, An Nuo would be furious.

She looked at the thermos for a while, "For the things they did, it would be considered light not to forgive them for a lifetime."

An Nuo snorted, with a hint of sarcasm and deservedness in his tone, firmly expressing his attitude of always standing on Murong Qiao's side.