Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

As soon as Wang Ziqing left, Qiao Ansheng dragged Qin Yanchen aside, and asked him curiously, "What did you tell grandma and the others?"

"Nothing to say."

I don't know if the temperature of the central air conditioner is turned on too low, Qiao Ansheng's fingertips are cool, Qin Yanchen grabbed her hand and rubbed her fingertips little by little.

"Why did my grandma's attitude toward me change?" Qiao Ansheng was reluctant.

Qin Yanchen gently kissed her fingertips.

"I said, you are fine, let her try to like you too, and she agreed."

"It's that simple?"

The man nodded.

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes. It really was the grandson's words that worked, and Qin Yanchen's words were more than ten of her words.

However, she also put down a big rock in her heart, took out her small hand, and punched Qin Yanchen in the chest: "Why are you so powerful!"

Qin Yanchen held her small fist.

The sunlight fell from the window in the corridor, and the man's eyes were faintly reflected as beautiful as agate, and he looked at Qiao Ansheng unscrupulously.

"That night, shall we do something more powerful?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't react at first, and said dazedly: "Ah, what's more terrible thing..."

As soon as she finished her words, she herself wanted to understand, she couldn't help but raised her hand to the unscrupulous man, and gave another punch, simply rejecting it.

"No! I'm tired!"

The man seemed to be hard to understand, showing a confused look: "Why are you tired?"

Qiao Ansheng took Lingling's apricot eyes and gave him a fierce look.

Sure enough, he is a straight man.

"You didn't ask knowingly."

After Qiao Ansheng finished speaking, he saw an indescribable look on the man's face, not surprisingly.

She stretched out her small pink tongue, and at the man who was a little stunned over there, she stuck her tongue out and made a grimace: "Anyway, I don't want to tell you anymore!"

After Qiao Ansheng admired the rare expression on Qin Yanchen's face, she was in a good mood, turned her head and walked out, and suddenly she was grabbed back by the man's wrist!

"Hurry up and let go! There are still people here!"

Qiao Ansheng was dragged back by him, stopped trying to escape, and was completely dragged into the man's words.

This place is close to the dining room and the kitchen, and the door is empty again for people coming and going, Qiao Ansheng's face rubbed like it was being lit by something.

It was burning red.

Qin Yanchen turned a deaf ear to his ears, and reached out his hand to catch the itchy flesh on Qiao Ansheng's waist.

Her place was extremely sensitive, and then extremely ticklish. Every time Qin Yanchen touched her, she was soft as if she surrendered.

"You! Don't you! I was wrong! I was wrong!"

The moment the man's hand touched it, there was a numbness and a soft itch, like an electric current piercing it, rushing from the spine to the cranial nerves.

Qiao Ansheng tried his best to suckle, and rejected the man's hand.

Qin Yanchen squeezed her thin wrist with one hand, didn't dare to use too much force, just clamped it, held it over her head, and pressed it against the wall.

His long legs also forcefully entered between Qiao Ansheng's legs.

Qiao Ansheng pinched his weakness, and his body was itchy and numb. He couldn't laugh or cry. He almost sat on his lap, begging for mercy.

"Don't do it! I'm so itchy...Oh!"

She could not move her whole body, her face was flushed, her skin was as smooth as an egg with its shell, she couldn't find a trace of blemish.

Qin Yanchen leaned close to her, waiting to block her water-colored little mouth, but at this moment.

An extremely embarrassing scene happened...

Qiao Ansheng laughed until the end because he was afraid of itching. He bent over and couldn't laugh. There was sourness in his eyes, and his nose became sore. Then...

There was a big sneeze.

Oops.

Qin Yanchen has a habit of cleanliness.

Qiao Ansheng's eyes widened, sullen, like the glazed **** Qin Yanchen saw when he was a child, very beautiful.

After a brief head blanking, when she reacted, her face flushed suddenly, and the blood went all the way to the base of her neck.

The rosy look made Qin Yanchen feel a bit dry, and wanted to bite it, but he looked at Qiao Ansheng's awkward and somewhat dazed dark color.

He didn't hold back, he snorted and laughed.

She was embarrassed and threw it into outer space, wishing she could find a way to get in, but she heard the man's chuckle again at this time.

That laughter was like a barrel of gunpowder, which turned her embarrassment into anger in a flash, and rushed to the front door.

"open!"

She didn't laugh anymore, and she beat the man's hand very hard when she split her hand, and her eyebrows like willow leaves went sideways with anger at this moment.

"Let go! I hear you!"

When he opened his mouth, it was an annoyed tone, with a strong smell of gunpowder inside.

Qin Yanchen knew when he heard that he was really annoyed this time, and he hurriedly put Qiao Ansheng's wrist down, took advantage of her waist, and hugged it into his arms.

I took a paper towel from the side and wanted to wipe her lips, and by the way, the kitten who had fried the hair was smooth.

Qiao Ansheng was still angry, snorted coldly, tilted his head stubbornly, and pinched Qin Yanchen's arm.

"Let me down! I want to go out!"

Qin Yanchen suffocated a smile and "fighted" with her swaying little head for a while before he finally wiped her lips and nose, and then he put his arm around Qiao Ansheng's back with one hand.

"Where do I let you go?"

The man's voice was smiling.

"Don't worry about it!"

Hearing this, it seems that he has not yet relieved his anger.

Qin Yanchen put his hands behind her and gently stroked her back: "Before you were not in my control. Now even the parents have seen you, and you still want to go wrong?"

His voice was low, slow and full of magnetism, splattering in her ears.

"Just leave it alone!"

Qiao Ansheng was unresolved, and bit on the man's generous shoulder like an angry bite.

For summer clothes, the man's clothes are not thick, and he bites his strong muscles in one bite. Qiao Ansheng won't let out a bite.

The head was deeply buried on his shoulders.

The tip of his nose was all the cold breath of a man.

Qiao Ansheng blushed, embarrassed in his heart.

Qin Yanchen let her bite, and when she had no strength to let go, he moved the person down a little bit.

Qiao Ansheng's cheeks were still bulging, and a pair of apricot eyes were full of anger.

"Do not be angry……"

He stretched out two long fingers and poked Qiao Ansheng's cheek.

Qiao Ansheng turned his head and saw that his hands were still messing up, so he could not help but bit his hand with his mouth open.

She tried very hard, but when she saw the man's face except for the smile and softness, she was relieved again, and was about to continue to stand in a stalemate with the man.

Seeing Qin Yanchen lowered his face, he leaned over: "Okay, bite here for you."