Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qiao Ansheng glared at Qin Yanchen angrily, but the water had already reached his lips.

She opened her mouth with a straw, took a few sips, and drank the hot water, which made her feel comfortable for a while.

After drinking for a while, Qiao Ansheng shook his head, spit out the straw, stretched out his sore arm from the quilt, reached for his mobile phone, and asked casually: "What time is it?"

Qin Yanchen put down the cup, turned around and climbed onto the bed, grabbed her hand, and gently kissed her on his lips.

"Nine o'clock."

Qiao Ansheng hid his lips and grabbed the phone in his hand. Thinking that Qin Yanchen was teasing her, he glanced at the screen in a daze and was startled.

"Why is it nine o'clock? Where's my alarm clock?"

The man pulled the quilt, snatched the phone from Qiao Ansheng's hand, threw it on the ground, and pulled the person back into his arms: "Seeing you are too tired, I will turn it off for you."

Qiao Ansheng was in a hurry as soon as he heard that time, he was about to get out of bed, but before his feet hit the ground, Qin Yanchen hugged him from behind and hit his fiery chest head on.

"Don't... what time is it!"

Qin Yanchen closed his eyes, his upper body was naked outside the blanket, and he stretched out his hand to embrace the person: "Sleep for a while."

"No, it's so late! In case someone comes, we are still in bed..."

Qiao Ansheng was still struggling, and was firmly held back by the man: "No one will come."

Qiao Ansheng still refused, twisting restlessly in Qin Yanchen's arms, Qin Yanchen was so uncomfortable being rubbed by her, he reached out his hand to hold down her turbulent little head, and coaxed her with a very soft voice.

"Just lie down for a while."

He closed his eyes, put his other hand on Qiao Ansheng's waist, and squeezed it gently, and Qiao Ansheng's body suddenly became soft.

Qin Yanchen took the opportunity to fish him into his arms again.

He put his head on Qiao Ansheng's neck, because he was so close, the air surging when he spoke, brushed over Qiao Ansheng's skin, bringing a feeling of heat and crispness.

"If you count to a hundred, we will get up..."

Qiao Ansheng: "..."

This sentence inadvertently involved some scenes that made Qiao Ansheng blush last night. Her face was unpredictable. She stretched out a hand to touch Qin Yanchen's hair and gritted her teeth and said: "Come again? I don't believe you anymore! You! This liar!"

Fortunately, she actually counted a hundred counts last night, even more than one hundred. What happened?

This man is very bad!

Qiao Ansheng tried hard to pull herself away from his arms and leaned her head back, but due to the pillow block, she barely pulled away.

He just sent his white neck to Qin Yanchen again.

Qiao Ansheng's arms crossed between the two of them, blushing, frowning and urging: "One hundred, all right! Get up quickly! Early in the morning..."

There are people coming and going, and the two of them stuck to the bed early in the morning. If the little **** Qiao Yuan sees it, they don't know how to make fun of her again.

The man turned a deaf ear, but when she was struggling, she turned over and suppressed Qiao Ansheng condescendingly.

His black pupils seemed to be a little confused, and he looked at Qiao Ansheng for a moment, and slowly leaned down: "It seems that I didn't work hard enough last night..."

He rubbed the soft skin under Qiao Ansheng's face with the tip of his nose: "You still have strength..."

Qiao Ansheng's face suddenly became hot, and he lifted his foot vigorously to stare at him, and was grasped by Qin Yanchen.

Although her feet are small, they are white and fleshy, like jade, so white that you can hardly see the meridians under the skin, and the toenails are pale pink like petals.

Qin Yanchen grabbed her feet, clenched his hands into fists, pressed them against the soles of her feet, and began to scratch the soles of her feet.

Qiao Ansheng was afraid of itching, and hurriedly withdrew his feet without being able to make it. His eyes were half-closed, and he was ashamed to warn him: "Don't make trouble! Don't scratch me...itch..."

However, the two still got into a mess on the bed. Qiao Ansheng was so scratched that he couldn't catch his breath with a smile. He leaned on the bed and gasped for breath.

She was still stiff at first, but couldn't hold it anymore, begging for mercy again and again.

The huge soft wooden bed made a creaking noise between the two of them, the blanket was kicked and wrinkled, and it slipped off the bed slowly and fell to the ground!

at this time……

咚咚咚...

There was a knock at the door outside.

The two people on the bed raised their heads at the same time and looked at the door.

"Look, I said it earlier, let you stop making trouble..."

Qiao Ansheng stared at the man who was on him panting, rolled off the bed in a hurry, and began to tidy up violently.

She casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on her head, and she did not forget to give Qin Yanchen a look while she put it on.

"It's all to blame! You see, this is not someone here!"

The knocking at the door of the ward continued. Qiao Ansheng bit her toothbrush. Seeing that Qin Yanchen was about to clean up, she raised her chin towards the door.

"I haven't packed up yet, you go out and watch, don't let them in..."

Qiao Ansheng only thought that Gu Si brought someone to the ward round or Qiao wished to make trouble again, hurriedly trying to clean up himself, but he didn't know that the more panic, the more chaotic, the more chaotic, the more panic.

Fifteen minutes later...

Qin Yanchen put on his clothes slowly, and glanced at Qiao Ansheng who was still brushing his teeth and washing his face in the bathroom.

His cell phone rang and rang, and he pressed it off again and again. The last person who knocked on the door saw that no one had come to open the door for a long time, and it was connected to the voice system of the doorbell in the house.

Then Wang Ziqing's enthusiastic voice came in: "Yanchen, what are you doing with An Sheng? Come and open the door for us!"

Qin Yanchen pressed his temples, the sound of water in the bathroom kept rushing, he smiled helplessly, crossed the bathroom, walked to the outer room, and opened the door of the ward.

Outside, Wang Ziqing and Qin Guangyan couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or something. Wang Ziqing also carried a large black leather briefcase.

Across the door frame with Qin Yanchen, watching him wear neat clothes.

After staring at each other for a while, Wang Ziqing's expression was a little subtle, and he pulled Qin Guangyan's hand, opened his sleeve, and lit the watch on his wrist: "Fifteen minutes..."

She lowered her head and looked at it, then refined: "No, seventeen minutes..."

Wang Ziqing paused, all of his face was occupied by anticipation, and he rushed over to grab Qin Yanchen, peeling his cocoon.

"We waited outside for seventeen minutes! Yanchen, unless you tell me that you are making a villain with An Sheng? Otherwise, I'm going to make a move now!"

Qin Guangyan was behind, carefully tugging Wang Ziqing, frowning and saying, "That's not right, old lady, if Yan Chen only had seventeen minutes from head to toe, you should make a move!"

The prince gave an initiation and nodded thoughtfully.

"Ah, you seem to be right..."