Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qin Yanchen reached over the compressed biscuits from the side, tore open the package, broke a few pieces and threw them into the pot.

Qiao Ansheng glanced at the softened biscuits in the pot and frowned.

She hasn't eaten it yet, she feels that the base of her tongue is astringent, and her stomach automatically produces a rejection reaction. When she thinks about it, she finds it difficult to swallow. Compared to the tasteless compressed biscuits, she still prefers canned food.

"Um... can you eat more canned food! I don't want to eat these dry biscuits..."

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help turning around, shrunken in the quilt, tilted his head, pitiful, like a stubborn millet bug.

"no."

Qin Yanchen refused righteously.

I don’t know how much preservatives are added to the canned stuff. Just give her a taste last night. Speaking of which, compressed biscuits are more nutritious.

Qiao Ansheng flattened his mouth, and when he saw Qin Yanchen's expression, he knew that there was no discussion about this matter, so he bowed his head dejectedly.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the man couldn't help freeing up another hand, touched her little head, bent over to pick up an object from the table next to it, and stuffed it into Qiao Ansheng's hand.

"Good, obedient."

Qiao Ansheng spread out his palm, and in the white palm was a small, round, red fruit.

"what is this?"

Qin Yanchen tried hard to make the biscuits and porridge taste better, and answered casually: "Shan Guo..."

The conditions in this place are difficult. He can only do his best to improve the food for Qiao Ansheng. Qiao Ansheng likes to eat fruits. In this mountain, there are no other wild fruits.

Therefore, Qin Yanchen got up early and picked these mountain fruits for her.

The fruit had a sweet smell, she took a bite gently, and the fresh and tender juice instantly filled her mouth, and her wilted expression instantly became joyful.

"It seems to be delicious! So sweet! You can taste it too..."

She turned Guo Guo, the part she had bitten towards herself, and the part she had not bitten passed to Qin Yanchen's mouth.

Qin Yanchen lowered his eyes and glanced at the fruit on his lips, curled his lips slightly, and didn't use it. Instead, he pressed Qiao Ansheng's head and moved towards him.

Kissed Qiao Ansheng's mouth.

The sudden kiss caught Qiao Ansheng off guard. He could only passively accept the man's aggression, and the juice of Xiangjin mixed with fruit rubbed his lips and tongue.

Qiao Ansheng's mind was blank, and he closed his eyes obediently.

It was a long, hot, damp and tangled kiss, so long that Qiao Ansheng was almost suffocated due to lack of oxygen in the lungs, after the kiss ended.

She was so soft that she could only lie on the man's shoulder and pant for breath.

The man followed her back with a smile in his voice: "Well, it's very sweet."

Qiao Ansheng was about to die, lying on his shoulders, but unfortunately she patronized her to adjust her breathing, and she hadn't spared her energy to stare at Qin Yanchen, so she could only roll his eyes.

This dishonest man!

Although compressed biscuits are not very delicious, Qin Yanchen's hard work makes Qiao Ansheng still drink a bowl and barely eat it.

After breakfast, the sky outside was still gloomy, Qiao Ansheng lay by the window, looking at the dim sky outside like the evening sky.

She secretly sighed again.

At this moment, the trees that had stood still outside suddenly shook their branches violently, and Qiao Ansheng seemed to hear some dull sounds from a distance.

Buzzing, like there are thousands of bees about to rush over...

The sound even vibrated, making Qiao Ansheng only feel that the floor under his feet trembled slightly.

She covered her ears a little uncomfortably, looked at the man who came over to cover her ears after looking at herself: "What is this sound?"

Qin Yanchen didn't have any expressions on his face at first, he listened carefully, and his brows frowned heavily.

Qiao Ansheng was not familiar with this movement, but he was familiar.

Qin Yanchen didn't know what was thinking, the cold color in his pupils surged up, and he looked up in the direction of the door: "Stay in the house, don't come out."

Qiao Ansheng hadn't reacted yet, the man had already stepped forward, dropped a word, and quickly rushed towards the door.

...

"Qin..."

Qiao Ansheng was about to open her mouth, but she was surprised that the sound was getting louder and louder, as if she was wiping her scalp, and she was irritated with goose bumps all over her body.

At the same time, it was almost the moment Qin Yanchen opened the door.

A strong air current engulfed fallen leaves and the moisture from the rain and rushed in, and the sand and rocks in the forest were lifted up.

It crackled on the floor inside the house.

Qin Yanchen was almost stunned by the powerful air current, and the corners of his clothes were filled with the wind. He had to raise his arm to block it, and he held the door with his other hand to stabilize his figure.

Seeing this powerful impact, Qin Yanchen was even more sure where the movement came from...

He closed the door with his backhand and went out by himself.

Not only Qin Yanchen, but Qiao Ansheng was also gagged by the wind that came in. She had to shut her mouth and spit out a few spitting sand.

Looking up, Qin Yanchen's figure was gone.

"Qin, Qin Yanchen!"

Qiao Ansheng opened his mouth, raised his voice and called out his name.

But in the buzzing voice, she had to work hard to hear her own voice, as small as a mosquito.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it sounded like it was passing over the beam above her head, and the vibration was getting louder and louder, and even the black brick wall produced a slight tremor.

Rusty dust fell from the beams of the room.

Qiao Ansheng frowned, and was torn his scalp numb by the noise, dizzy as if he was stuffed with cotton.

Top-heavy, she was about to hold on to see what was going on, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of her through the window, and was stunned.

I saw a dark green helicopter, like the same dragonfly, parked firmly above the door of the hut where they are now.

This is the first time Qiao Ansheng has seen this thing with his own eyes. He always saw it on TV before. He always felt so small, but now he has seen it with his own eyes.

She opened her mouth wide, and squeezed her hand at the window tree by the window, staring at the giant hovering in mid-air, a little embarrassed of her ignorance.

It turns out that this helicopter is actually such a big one.

No wonder it can make such a sound that makes people feel uncomfortable.

But what does the helicopter come here for?

Qiao Ansheng was puzzled.

Qin Yanchen outside faced the turbulent air current, his waist full of wind.