Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qiao Ansheng was carried by his neck like a kitten, and carried it all the way to his lap. She didn't struggle, so he was obediently carried to his lap.

The man's eyelashes were half drooping, the corners of his mouth were suspiciously curved, and his voice was a little muffled: "You are not allowed to call him senior..."

Qiao Ansheng sat on his lap obediently, with a dazed smile in Xing's eyes, knowingly asked, "Ah, why?"

Qin Yanchen shook her little hand, held her fingers crossed, and leaned in his mouth to ponder gently: "There is no why."

Qiao Ansheng shrank into his arms and smiled.

If a man doesn't say it, she can understand it.

Initially, she called Qin Yanchen to be senior when she first met Qin Yanchen, but now that she called others, this jealous jar was naturally unhappy.

I thought he had dealt with Song Cheng's affairs generously, but he didn't expect his eyes to be as big as the eye of a needle.

Qiao Ansheng stretched out two soft arms around his neck.

The two of them were enjoying this warm moment almost on their own leisure, and there was people coming and going through an office door. The two of them talked about each other in it.

Quite a kind of affair-like stimulation.

Qin Yanchen lowered his head to look at the person in his arms: "Sheng Sheng..."

Qiao Ansheng looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

"Call husband."

He rarely has the inferiority of a man, but at the moment he whispered to her ear, and said in a low voice.

Qiao Ansheng had nothing to say by herself, but when the man said that, her face flushed.

The large central air conditioner was turned on in the room, her skin was chilly, but her face was red as if she was ripe, and she jumped off Qin Yanchen's thigh without thinking about it.

He made a grimace at the man over there: "That's not good! I have a limit on the number of times I shout every day. If I shout again, I will have to advance the number of times tomorrow!"

She walked far away, went to her desk and sat down, then tilted her legs and looked at the man over there: "By the way, what are you doing with me?"

The number of times this man appeared on their floor recently was too frequent, and Qiao Ansheng no longer expected a man to come to her for serious things.

With the soft fragrant jade empty in his arms, Qin Yanchen was taken aback for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at Qiao Ansheng.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell Qiao Ansheng that he was just getting bored in his office, and he moved towards her office uncontrollably.

Qin Yanchen regrets a bit now. When she was his secretary before, she was next to him, and he could see it almost as soon as he went out.

Now we have to do so many stairs.

Qin Yanchen began to think about whether to move all the personnel in the investment department to a floor closer to him.

The man's thoughts unfolded one by one, but he said in a gentle manner: "Waiting for you to go home."

Qiao Ansheng blinked, and suddenly thought of the call he had just made, which was another awkward moment.

She opened her lips slightly, looked at the time, and then at the pile of papers on her desk, grabbed her hair, and suddenly got startled from the chair.

"If you don't tell me, I will forget! I still have work to do! You go first! I'll leave as soon as I'm done with this..."

She frowned, and when she finished speaking, she turned her chair eagerly, opened the papers on the table, and started to write quickly.

Qin Yanchen didn't rush to leave either, but got up and walked behind her, with his hands behind his back, and followed her to read the documents.

He stood behind him, casting a large shadow on the document, and he had a sense of existence. He was by his side, and Qiao Ansheng had any thoughts to look at the document.

"Oh! Please! You go out first, what do I think about you here?"

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help turning her head and begging for mercy to the man behind her. She stood up and pulled Qin Yanchen's sleeves, and then pulled the person to the door. She couldn't help waving her hand out, and urged softly: "Or go to the parking lot first. Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Before Qin Yanchen could say anything, she was pushed out the door directly, and the office door closed in front of him with a slam.

Qin Yanchen couldn't help laughing, curled his lips and smiled knowingly.

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After driving away the people who would disturb the mind, Qiao Ansheng returned to the table and worked attentively.

She has a characteristic of doing things. After concentrating on one thing, she often concentrates on it, forgetting everything around her, and waits until she finishes the work at hand.

It's already late.

Qiao Ansheng was taken aback when he saw the time. The man was still waiting for her. She panicked, grabbed her coat and opened the door and rushed out.

When he walked out of the door, Qiao Ansheng stared at the flowers in the corridor and had a headache.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, looked for a good angle, and after taking a few photos of the full flower, she reached out and greeted Xiao Zhang who was passing by.

"Xiao Zhang, these flowers are too wasteful to be placed here. Later you will send them all to the female colleagues in the department. It is our welfare..."

"Wow! Mr. Joe! Are you serious! God! Mr. Joe, you are too kind!"

Xiao Zhang put his hands in front of his chin, and once again showed his eyes full of little stars towards Qiao Ansheng. Those flowers were very valuable to look at.

Mr. Qiao is really magnificent!

Qiao Ansheng smiled and blinked his right eye at her, then patted her on the shoulder, put on his coat, pressed the elevator and walked in.

When he was in the elevator, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help flipping through the photos he had just taken.

Anyway, Qin Yanchen has caused such a big deal with this matter today, and she doesn't hide it anymore, just give the people in the company a hint.

She, Qiao Ansheng, is already well-known.

It also saves her to deal with some rotten peach blossoms.

Qiao Ansheng deleted the circle of friends in the previous article, replaced it with the circle of friends he posted just now, and typed a few more words: "Thank you for your romance."

After the delivery, the elevator happened to arrive. As soon as Qiao Ansheng got out of the elevator door, he saw a lot of people gathered at the company's door, discussing something.

Qiao Ansheng squeezed through the crowd and saw the low-key, but not low-key silver-gray Lamborghini.

She frowned and the corners of her mouth twitched again.

Qin Yanchen wouldn't be just waiting for her at the door, right?

What's the matter with this man?

Do you want to expose your relationship with yourself after making such a big move?

"It's just a Lamborghini, I can afford it, but I don't want to be so ostentatious..."

"It's so sour! Do you think that is a regular model? I tell you, it is Urus, there are only 20 cars in the world. Only loyal customers can order it. It is something you can't buy if you have money. Ok?"

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