Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Because there is no expression all year round, the facial features are often cold and rigid, plus a thin lip, which looks like it can easily make people have a relationship that is indifferent to humanity.

He tilted his head slightly and looked outside.

Qiao Ansheng was slowly taking off the scarf around her neck. She seemed to have no place to hang it, and then walked back to the hallway and hung up the scarf before heading to the bathroom again.

Qin Yanchen looked at her every move, no longer the restraint and restraint she had just now.

Does she think of him as a reliable person in her heart?

Has she already agreed to formally associate with him?

Formal contact.

These four words made Qin Yanchen's heart feel a little hot, and then the heat was like a flame, following his nerves, making his whole body feel a little hot.

He felt that he had been staring at Qiao Ansheng for too long, and withdrew his gaze like a cover, but inadvertently saw his reflection on the glass, and his pupils were shining with deep fire.

Qin Yanchen took a deep breath and paused for a long time before vomiting out forcefully and completely.

Qiao Ansheng did not notice Qin Yanchen's sight.

She has always had some thick lines on her nerves. After taking off the scarf, she walked into the bathroom.

The toilet space is not large, about a few square meters, and a clean towel is neatly stacked on a white shelf next to it.

On the ground is a simple washstand. A transparent glass is placed on the clean table, and a pink toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed across the glass.

Next to the glass is a brand new toothbrush that has not been opened.

Obviously it was prepared for her.

Qiao Ansheng looked at the toothbrush with toothpaste and the unopened toothbrush beside him, his heart moved slightly.

When did he prepare these?

Was it when she called?

Qiao Ansheng thinks of what Qin Yanchen did tonight.

While trying to help her prepare all the trivial matters, even the toothpaste was carefully squeezed and placed on the glass, while worried that she would not accept it, and prepared a new unopened package.

He opened his mouth just now to tell which class he likes to attend.

Was Qin Yanchen such a careful person?

Since Tang Qing's death, Qiao Ansheng has been left out of the cold by Qiao Mingdong and others. Wherever he has been treated so ironically, at the moment, his heart seems to be watered by a warm stream of heat.

Qin Yanchen came out of the kitchen to wash his hands, and when he looked up, he saw Qiao Ansheng standing at the door of the bathroom.

He thought what was wrong, and hurriedly walked over to check the situation: "What's wrong?"

He turned his head to see Qiao Ansheng still staring at the toothpaste and toothbrush on the washstand, thinking she would not use it, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his always cold face couldn't help but feel embarrassed and embarrassed.

"I don't have any good things here, it's not as good as yours..."

There was something about this sentence that seemed to have touched a soft spot in Qiao Ansheng's heart. She turned her head abruptly, and interrupted Qin Yanchen's words.

"That's not my home!"

Qin Yanchen was suddenly interrupted by her. He opened his eyes in a little bit of astonishment. He lowered his eyes and saw Qiao Ansheng clenching his teeth, his milky white face filled with various complex emotions, watching steadily. he.

Qin Yanchen saw her like this for the first time, like a little cat with its tail stepped on, and her whole body was about to explode.

He subconsciously wanted to pull people into his arms to comfort him, but such thoughts just flowed from his mind like water.

"That place...not my home..."

Qiao Ansheng looked at Qin Yanchen, sniffed, and repeated it with a solemn expression.

Qin Yanchen listened to her slightly choked voice, unavoidably stunned, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that Qiao Ansheng's eyes were a little red, and his pupils were extremely moist and filled with water vapor.

He was a little dumbfounded, his brows tightened instantly, but he was at a loss: "You..."

Qiao Ansheng looked at the man with frowning brows in front of him. He clearly felt a sense of coldness from head to toe in front of him.

But when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with softness and worry.

Does he care about himself so much?

Qiao Ansheng took a step forward and plunged one end into his arms.

Qin Yanchen's chest was warm.

She wrapped her hands tightly around Qin Yanchen's back and pressed her head against Qin Yanchen's chest, and she could hear the strong heartbeat in the man's chest.

Qiao Ansheng closed his eyes and whispered: "I... don't have a home..."

Qin Yanchen touched her soft body at once, as if it had been burned by something, and her whole body suddenly became tense.

But it was hard to contain it because Qiao Ansheng's words became uncomfortable.

If she wants to, he wants to give her a home.

Qin Yanchen raised his hands in mid-air and raised them again, enduring forbearance, but finally did not hold back, and gently fell on Qiao Ansheng's waist, imagining her around her, and patted her back with the other hand: " You can, think of this as..."

Qin Yanchen hesitated to speak, but it seemed that there was something blocked in his throat, and he didn't say the whole sentence.

He sighed softly and didn't say any more, but patted Qiao Ansheng on the back very softly to comfort her.

Qiao Ansheng understood what he hadn't finished, and the tears that were about to overflow were suppressed by her.

There was a man in her ear again and again, with a manic and fierce heartbeat, feeling his softer and softer voice and movements, and the warmth in her heart became even greater.

"Thank you very much, Yanchen..."

Qiao Ansheng lifted his head from his arms, his big eyes were as clear as a snow lake in the Tianshan Mountains: "Can you keep me in the future?"

After a pause, Qiao Ansheng rubbed his eyes and smiled: "I want to live in our house."

However, Qiao Ansheng had already accepted Qin Yanchen after walking along the way.

Although he didn't know if his decision was right, Qiao Ansheng thought of what Tang Qing had said to her.

"An Sheng, you must figure out what you want to marry in the future, and the person to be married must be willing to consider everything for you..."

And the man in front of him was able to carry her on the third floor, cook for her, and was so careful to help her squeeze all the toothpaste, Qiao Ansheng was suddenly determined.

The person Tang Qing said appeared.

Our home?

These words looked like hot sparks, brushed and pulled, and once again burned Qin Yanchen's body.

But Qin Yanchen's voice trembled with excitement. He knew Qiao Ansheng's alienation from him, and he wanted to get along with Qiao Ansheng.

Let her learn to accept herself slowly, but she didn't expect that Qiao Ansheng accepted her happiness and joy so quickly that it came too suddenly, like a mountain torrent rushing towards him.

He didn't know how to deal with it anymore, just subconsciously hugged the person in his arms.

"Me, our home...I..."