Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

After thinking about it, the only thing Qiao Ansheng could hide from himself was Lin Qing's things back then.

Especially when he was in Lin Qing's cemetery, Qiao Ansheng looked hesitant to speak.

But what happened to Lin Qing back then, why did she conceal herself?

What did she hide from herself?

Qin Yanchen couldn't think of it. At that time, under his anger, he was betrayed by Qiao Ansheng, and he was told that his mother had always depended on each other.

It's a human trafficker.

The double blow caused him to embark on a journey to a foreign country without hesitation. After returning, he found that things were wrong.

Yao Man has always kept secrets about what happened back then. Since she refused to tell him, then he had to investigate by himself what happened in the end.

Chi Yang led the way out, and Qin Yanchen turned around again, but before he had time to think more, the phone rang on his hand.

As soon as Qin Yanchen heard the ringtone, he didn't want to quickly pick it up.

Qiao Ansheng's crisp laughter came from over there: "Why did you pick it up so quickly, aren't you busy?"

Qiao Ansheng looked at the time and saw that he didn't speak, thinking he was busy and a little embarrassed, she could say that she wanted to know what Qin Yanchen was doing at this time.

I didn't want to see it for myself, so I had to call to harass him.

"No, nothing big, if you are busy, I won't bother..."

Before she finished speaking, the man over there interrupted her suddenly: "You said."

Before Qiao Ansheng could react, he heard the man's voice through the microphone, and the deep voice approached her ears, unspeakable magnetism.

"You are a priority."

Always will be.

Qiao Ansheng was no longer the second-year girl when she was young, but at this time, his heart beat like a small deer.

She blushed, clutching her hot cheeks, her tongue knotted for a long time before she managed to gather a word.

"Ah, uh... uh, I just want to ask, after get off work, can we eat steamboat chicken, just at the one we used to go to..."

"I, I kind of want to eat..."

When Qin Yanchen heard her slightly shy tone, Qiao Ansheng's blushing cheeks and a shy face suddenly appeared in Qin Yanchen's mind.

The corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and the tail tone was about to stick together: "Okay."

Not to mention it's a steamer chicken, even if it's the moon in the sky, as long as she speaks, Qin Yanchen will try to pick it for her.

...

The sky outside was clear and stretched for miles.

A few more days passed, and nothing happened, but the feelings of the two people became more and more like glue.

On Biwu Street, when the dawn in Nan'an was fading, Qin Yanchen woke up early and opened his eyes.

These days, his sleep has been very shallow, and he often dreams that he is returning to the cold bed abroad, after waking up from the dream.

Can't help but want to touch Qiao Ansheng's soft body beside him.

Just like now, Qiao Ansheng emptied a small hand into a fist and placed it in front of his chest.

She was still asleep very well, with her hair scattered on her face, a small white face, because she was asleep, she was flushed with whiteness, like a white, tender and ruddy little bun.

Qin Yanchen seldom stared at her intently in front of Qiao Ansheng.

At this moment, Qiao Ansheng did not wake up. He unscrupulously stretched out his hand and gently picked up the hair that fell on Qiao Ansheng's face, and held her little hand on his palm.

A piece of silk in my heart.

Qiao Ansheng's hand was very soft, and he held it in a soft ball.

Qin Yanchen squeezed it in his hand, played for a while, and then looked at the time, only reluctantly put her hand in the quilt, and then gently dropped a kiss on her forehead.

He picked up the clothes lightly and went to the entrance of the bedroom to change into clothes and went out.

When Qiao Ansheng woke up, the morning light outside was already bright, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the side, and the quilt was a bit cold.

I should have gotten up early.

She rolled over, her eyes were dimly sleepy, she slept in bed, and she yawned to see if it was early, closed her eyes, and went to sleep again.

Qin Yanchen prepared breakfast. Seeing that there was no movement upstairs, he couldn't help but come up to have a look. As a result, he saw caterpillars wrapped in a quilt and shrunk into a ball.

He couldn't help but smile, walked over, and "pulled" the person out of the quilt.

"Shengsheng, get up and eat..."

Qiao Ansheng couldn't open his eyes when he heard his voice, and his arms stretched out like a tender lotus root, but he pulled the quilt back the guard radish in a daze.

Continue to wrap up, roll on the pillow, and vaguely say: "Woo... I don't want to get up, I don't want to eat..."

She reluctantly opened a gap in her eyes, still remembering to smile at Qin Yanchen very comfortingly.

"Don't worry, I pack up quickly, let me sleep for a while...I won't be late."

She rolled over and continued to lie on the other side, closing her eyes and going to sleep again.

"No, we need to eat."

Seeing her like this, Qin Yanchen couldn't help feeling familiar and funny again.

Qiao Ansheng used to like lying in bed. He was often carried to wash up every morning. Now even if he is a few years older, he still likes lying in bed.

"I... don't eat anymore! I don't want to go to work anymore... I... I want to sleep! Don't bother me, let me sleep for a while!"

Qiao Ansheng pulled the pillow and put it on top of his head, trying to suppress the man's voice.

These days, she is often busy with new investment plans, often late into the night, and sometimes, there are tossing and tossing about by men.

Qiao Ansheng was going to be curious.

A man slept with him every time, and more often, he fell asleep by himself, and he was still tossing, why he looked sluggish.

He was always in good spirits, and even always showed a gluttonous, lazy look.

Qiao Ansheng's bewildered consciousness only had time to think about such a strange question, and he was about to fall asleep, feeling that the bed next to him was stuck in a big block.

His whole body was taken into a fiery chest.

The pillow pressed on the top of her head was snatched away, and the man’s hot breath gushed down on her neck, making her feel irritated.

He lifted the quilt of Qiao Ansheng with his hands, and answered very cheerfully: "If you don't want to go, I won't go."

Qiao Ansheng was stunned for a moment, his brain was dazed, and he heard him continue to say: "Then we do something else?"

Do something else?

Qiao Ansheng later realized that until the man's hand was pressed against her waist with a hot temperature, that temperature was like a soldering iron, and suddenly it made her brain sound an alarm!