Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qiao Ansheng was entangled with his lips and tongue, and kept resisting. She tried hard to unscrew her head. The wet lips looked more delicate and her voice was rushing.

"Yes... someone will see it."

Qiao Ansheng had no other choice but to bite the man's lips forcefully.

The man finally gave a painful snorted, Qiao Ansheng took the opportunity to push him away, covering his mouth, his breath was rushing: "There is a camera here..."

Qin Yanchen didn't say a word, his dark eyes stared at Qiao Ansheng motionlessly, his eyelashes a little moist.

Qiao Ansheng was a little anxious just now. When he bit his lip, he didn't control his strength, and now he found out after separating.

The other party's lips were bleeding a little bit by her, and the blood was dripping from his lips.

Qiao Ansheng suddenly felt distressed again, and hurriedly moved in: "Sorry, I tried too hard just now..."

She hurriedly took out the tissue from her pocket, trying to wipe it off for the man, but the man pinched her wrist again.

Qin Yanchen looked at her motionlessly as usual, his face was cold, but the expression looked in Qiao Ansheng's eyes, as if he had suffered some great grievance.

Qiao Ansheng was quite embarrassed, "tsk" and looked at the man's aggrieved handsome face.

She shook her head helplessly, thought for a while, stepped forward, raised her toes, and kissed his cheek with a clatter.

"Okay, let me go, I will wipe the blood on it for you, it hurts or not, you said you were so sudden, it shocked me, I didn't mean it..."

The man still did not move.

As Qiao Ansheng watched the elevator approaching, her brows became tighter. Seeing the man's stubborn look, she had to move closer and kissed several times.

Qin Yanchen finally released her hand and asked Qiao Ansheng to gently wipe the blood from his mouth with a tissue.

"Why so suddenly, this is in the elevator, not at home..."

Qiao Ansheng looked at the blood oozing from his mouth, both distressed and anxious.

Qin Yanchen let her wipe it. After a long silence, he turned his head and said softly, "I want a good morning kiss."

Qiao Ansheng was reminded by him afterwards, and suddenly remembered.

Yes, when she was at home just now, she was anxious to get rid of the laughter of Qiao Yuan's little bastard, and she was going to the Qiao clan after dinner, but Qin Yanchen stopped her at the door.

Said to have a good morning kiss.

But at that time, Qiao Yuan stared straight at the door, and Qiao Ansheng fooled the man casually: "Wait, when I get to the company, let you kiss me, okay..."

She glanced at the little **** in the living room: "It's not convenient here..."

Qin Yanchen only agreed to let her go. However, after Qiao Ansheng arrived at the Qiao clan, he had long forgotten about this matter, and even brought it back to the Qin clan before he could think of it.

"So, you called me up in such a hurry, just for a good morning kiss?"

Qiao Ansheng thought about his rushing up just now. He thought it was something that happened, but he didn't expect that it was because of it.

"Is that right?"

The man nodded calmly in her puzzled gaze, and his expression was taken for granted. If you don't come to me, I can only come to you, and in the end I was bitten by you.

A black line appeared on Qiao Ansheng's forehead, and she only felt that a series of ellipsis flashed above her head, and she didn't know whether she should be funny or angry.

Just about to speak.

Ding……

The elevator has arrived.

Hearing that sound, Qiao Ansheng seemed to have heard some alarm, and he didn't even have time to say something. He quickly let go of Qin Yanchen's hand, and hurriedly turned around to tidy up his clothes.

Qin Yanchen's eyes darkened a bit when he saw her panicked look.

Just as the door was about to open, Qin Yanchen walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and pressed the button on the first floor again.

Qiao Ansheng waited at the door, brushed a bit, and started to descend again.

Qin Yanchen continued to look back at her, pursing his lips, the blood stains on his lips no longer seeped, he looked at Qiao Ansheng with scorching eyes, obviously waiting for something.

Qiao Ansheng glanced at the camera behind him.

Qin Yanchen also noticed, and his lips closed together: "Bad."

Qiao Ansheng's last worries were gone. He settled and walked over, putting his extremely solemn hands on Qin Yanchen's shoulders.

She probed over and approached the man's delicate face, and when she approached, the man's body was as cold as the deep ocean and refreshing.

The elevator was descending, and the sense of weightlessness came up, Qiao Ansheng only felt a little sound.

Qin Yanchen's eyes drooped, and his smile seemed to hide a trace of silent encouragement.

Qiao Ansheng closed his eyes, printed his lips on his gentle cheek, and gave him a deep kiss.

When she was about to withdraw, the man held her waist and pushed it up.

The lips were blocked again.

With the lingering breath entwined, Qin Yanchen's hand was placed on her waist, rubbing her waist with no lightness or weight, feeling her slender waistline.

Qiao Ansheng's breathing was a bit short, and he struggled slightly, but was pressed tightly by Qin Yanchen...

Until I heard the "ding" again...

Qin Yanchen let go of her.

The elevator has arrived.

When Qiao Ansheng saw the elevator door that was slowly opening, the alarm bell rang in his mind.

Pulling back abruptly, her face showed obvious flushing, her chest was violently ups and downs because of poor breathing, and her lips were gorgeous and ambiguous.

"The elevator is coming."

Her mind was also a little groggy because of lack of oxygen, and the sounds of waiting outside the elevator, Ruoyuowu, came to her ears.

Qin Yanchen's face is not red and heartbeat beside him, except for a thin lips with a suspicious glow of water, the whole person looks the same as usual.

Only Qiao Ansheng had a messy breath. She bit her lip and caught a glimpse of the people standing outside the elevator. She subconsciously covered her mouth, stepped to the side and stood aside, shrinking herself in the corner.

There were people waiting outside the elevator. Originally, I was going to go inside, but after seeing the people standing in the elevator, they stopped their footsteps very sensibly.

Everyone outside the elevator: "..."

Covering his mouth, Qiao Ansheng's eyes were a little erratic: "..."

Everyone glanced at the deserted man in the elevator, and seemed a little surprised, but after the surprise, they all seemed to have seen some scourge.

No one took a step forward alone, all of them moved neatly, turning around and waiting for the other elevators to go.

Qiao Ansheng blinked.

Looking at the elevator aisles that were still empty just now, no matter where they appeared, this man had a clear temperament.