In order to meet the needs of the Young Masters and Young Misses, some staff and coaches from the archery range were retained for this banquet to prevent any accidents.
He said that he was going to teach Murong Qiao archery, so he really took her to a separate practice room next door.
This place was tucked away from the banquet. It could be said to be quiet and undisturbed.
"Ahem." Murong Qiao suddenly laughed out loud, but she choked and coughed.
Huo Yichen, who was standing in front of the bow and arrow, immediately diverted his attention. He walked to her and helped pat her back so that Murong Qiao would feel better.
He picked up the drink from the table and handed it to her. "You'll feel better if you drink a little."
Murong Qiao hurriedly took a sip and let out a long breath. She couldn't help but blush at her splutter just now.
To be able to choke on her saliva from laughing, Murong Qiao instantly had a stupid thought.