Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qiao Ansheng was a little embarrassed, but still declined: "Hey, no, I'm not cold..."

As soon as the voice fell, she sneezed in a big way!

Qin Yanchen couldn't help but took off his scarf and tied it around Qiao Ansheng's neck.

The two were too close, and Qiao Ansheng could feel the warm breath coming from him when he was so close, the breath swirled around his nose.

Her heart jumped wildly again, stammering without words: "It seems to be really cold..."

Qin Yanchen didn't say a word, but concentrated on tying her scarf.

He is tall, and Qiao Ansheng has to look up slightly to see him.

Under the cold moonlight, the man standing in front of her had high brow bones, deep eye sockets, and a pair of cold and distant eyes. When Qiao Ansheng was tied a scarf with his eyes down, his long eyelashes cast a shadow in the depths of the eyelashes. .

When Qiao Ansheng looked up, he and Qin Yanchen had a very brief look at each other. When the line of sight hit, Qiao Ansheng was shocked.

Quickly looked away from him.

After she looked away, she felt baffled again. The person in front of her was theoretically her boyfriend, didn't she just stare at each other.

Why is she shy?

Qiao Ansheng turned his head back hurriedly, gave a dry laugh, and said as if to relieve his embarrassment: "I am so embarrassed to call the senior you out so late..."

"I have a name..."

Qin Yanchen frowned when he heard the polite and alienated address, and interrupted her in a cold voice.

Qiao Ansheng was interrupted by him, and for a moment he forgot what he was about to say. He blinked his eyes and realized afterwards.

Is this to make her call his name?

Qiao Ansheng tilted his head unnaturally, with the tip of his tongue pressed against his upper jaw, but still did not call out.

She is still a little uncomfortable.

To this person in front of me.

Qin Yanchen interrupted her, Qiao Ansheng did not speak again.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet again.

Qin Yanchen lowered his eyelashes, and his long, thick eyelashes covered the flashing emotions in his eyes.

He concentrated on setting up the scarf for Qiao Ansheng, and inadvertently touched her forehead during the action, the tentacles were still a little cold.

Qin Yanchen stretched out his hand again, pulled the hat on Qiao Ansheng's coat over and brought it to her.

During the period, Qiao Ansheng had a few strands of hair scattered by the hat, and Qin Yanchen naturally stretched his hand, wanting to tidy her up.

Qiao Ansheng's head subconsciously ducked his hand back, and after avoiding it, she herself felt that something was not quite right.

Rubbing his cheeks that were a little pale because of the cold, he stretched out his hands and threw the strands of hair behind his ears, and then laughed embarrassingly: "Hair is growing, a bit annoying..."

Qin Yanchen saw her movements and didn't say anything, but the light in his eyes became cold for a while, he withdrew his hand, and continued to tie her scarf.

The scarf is very soft, and it carries the body temperature of Qin Yanchen. At the first glance, there is no air leakage. Qiao Ansheng only feels that his whole body is warmer.

The scarf was filled with the refreshing smell of Qin Yanchen's body, and it was mixed with the smell of laundry detergent.

Qin Yanchen lowered his head, wrapped the scarf around her neck, tightly surrounding people, and finally pulled the zipper on Qiao Ansheng's coat to the top.

He moved his slender fingers, and finally tied a knot on the scarf, and then softly explained: "The scarf and clothes are freshly washed..."

The implication, let Qiao Ansheng not mind.

Qiao Ansheng was originally polite. Seeing that the clothes under Qin Yanchen's windbreaker were also very thin, she was afraid of getting people out at night and stop catching a cold because of herself, so she declined.

Who thought he was misunderstood, he hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that, I'm just afraid of learning...I'm afraid you are cold, I am wearing a coat, it's really not that cold..."

She stretched out her hand and gestured to Qin Yanchen to show her, her head and neck were wrapped in a scarf and a hat, and she was furry and looked very cute.

Qin Yanchen pressed her thin lips, glanced at her, did not speak, just turned and walked forward unhurriedly.

Seeing this, Qiao Ansheng hurriedly followed.

In terms of character, Qiao Ansheng is not very introverted, but with such an ice-like person next to her, she didn't know what to say for a while.

Obviously the two are already boy and girl friends, but they get along more cautiously than strangers.

In order to break the embarrassment, Qiao Ansheng would occasionally say a few words one by one, and Qin Yanchen would definitely answer when she spoke.

But after the answer, there was another silent atmosphere.

Qiao Ansheng spit out in his heart, no wonder he looks so good, has no girlfriend, and has such a dull personality, which girlfriend can bear it.

As soon as he finished complaining, he changed his mind and thought again that he is now his real girlfriend, and he can't help but start to worry about his future fate again.

Just thinking about it, I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, Qiao Ansheng looked at the darkened road ahead, and couldn’t help asking, "Is it still far?"

It's strange, she remembered that Qin Yanchen spent a short time when she came here just now, how come the road has become so long when she walks back now.

She was a little tired from this journey.

Qin Yanchen stopped and looked back at her. At a glance, he could see the exhaustion in her big eyes: "Tired?"

Qiao Ansheng was in front of him, so ashamed to say that he was tired, his dark eyes rolled, and he started to prevaricate him again, shaking his head like a rattle.

"No, no, just ask and see if it will be a long time before..."

Qin Yanchen's eyes were deep and he couldn't see any emotions. He stared at Qiao Ansheng for a few moments. After a long while, he stepped forward suddenly.

He walked in front of Qiao Ansheng, squatted down with his back to Qiao Ansheng, and said in a serious tone: "I will carry you on my back."

Qiao Ansheng rubbed his nose and looked at the man squatting next to him. He was a little surprised, almost not choked by his saliva.

She was ignorant, her eyes fell on the man's broad shoulders, her tongue knotted: "Ah, this, this is not good... No, no, I can just go by myself."

Qiao Ansheng grew up so big that he had never been carried by a man.

Now he has to be carried back by a man. This sense of substitution is too strong. Just thinking about it is enough to make Qiao Ansheng feel uncomfortable with shame.

She couldn't control her footsteps and stepped back: "It's really not necessary. I am so heavy. You will be very tired if you carry me."

Qin Yanchen did not get up. He squatted there and saw Qiao Ansheng refused, his face was calm, and his brows were slightly frowned: "Qiao Ansheng..."

He seemed to sigh gently, and his voice faded away from the night when he opened his mouth: "You don't need to guard me like this..."