Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

The administrator raised a sparse eyebrow in disbelief: "What, there is such a thing, save people, there are still people who don't admit it?"

Qiao Ansheng nodded, and covered her eyes with her hands. The joy that had just risen disappeared, and she only felt a little at a loss.

The administrator pinched his chin, seeming to be thinking about how to comfort the little girl who was full of lost breath, but he didn't know what he thought of: "Oh, but this world is like this, little girl, If you can't, ask the doctors again, maybe they can remember something."

He sorted out the record book and put it back on the shelf again, but he seemed to say to himself: "The mudslides were fierce back then. I don't know how many people died. You said that relative too. It's really brave, but it's too pitiful. No one believes it yet, just like that girl named Lin Qing is pitiful."

The administrator turned tremblingly and walked to the shelf.

But the three words "Xiao Lin Qing" in his words, like a sharp whip, suddenly split Qiao Ansheng's somewhat chaotic consciousness.

She almost subconsciously grabbed the administrator's clothes. The magnitude of the action made the administrator staggered because of her actions: "Who did you just say? Lin, Lin Qing?"

The administrator was very surprised by the excitement on her face, and nodded in a daze: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Qiao Ansheng grabbed the corner of the administrator's clothes, like the last life-saving straw caught in the drowning, she heard her voice rush out from her throat in a low and hoarse manner.

"You know Lin Qing? How did you know her?"

The administrator was also shocked: "Why, the relative you are looking for is not Lin Qing, right?"

Seeing Qiao Ansheng's eyes burning with the radiance of Qi Ji, the administrator also understood her answer, and he blinked some muddy eyes.

The wrinkled face looked a little unexpected: "Ah, it turned out to be like this, I don't know how to recognize it, it's just a little impressive..."

The administrator paused, raised his head, and the fine lines on his neck were clustered, seeming to recall the events of the year.

"Speaking of which, the little girl was also miserable, but she was really courageous. She dragged her back from the pile of rocks alone. Whoops, don’t you know, when they both came to the hospital, they both Almost becoming a blood man..."

"The man was so injured that he was conscious and unconscious, and the girl Lin Qing was not slightly injured. Both were admitted to the hospital, but later a plane came to take the man away, but Lin Qing stayed in our hospital. Healing..."

The caretaker rubbed his chin with his hand: "Such a petite girl can save people from the mudslides. That's why I paid special attention to this girl. By the way, how is the girl now?"

Qiao Ansheng looked sad: "She has passed away."

The administrator opened his mouth wide and was a little shocked. The old body shook a bit, and his face was quite emotional: "has... passed away? What a good girl, a good person is not rewarded."

Qiao Ansheng nodded.

She loosened the hand that was holding the corner of the administrator's shirt, and only then noticed that her fingernails had pinched out some fingerprints from her palm because of too much force.

Qiao Ansheng rubbed her palms, and she looked to the side of the administrator who was in all sorts of feelings: "How many things do you remember back then? Can you tell me more in detail?"

…

Although Qin Yanchen now has the ability to encircle and suppress those forces.

But the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry. Although he set up a net of heaven and earth, those people would not sit still.

So things are inevitably a bit trickier. When Qin Yanchen has completely dealt with the matter at hand, the sun has slowly fallen, and it is evening.

Chi Yang came to tell him that the two old men had already left.

Qin Yanchen nodded, turned off his phone, and walked to Qiao Ansheng's ward.

The matter was much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. Qin Yanchen's brows were frowned together, and he wrinkled into a black mountain, until he opened the door and saw Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng was lying on the bed in his clothes, not knowing what he was looking at.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he lifted his head from the quilt and raised a smile, like a happy butterfly, and the clothes on his shoulders slipped.

When Qin Yanchen saw him, all his hostility eased or even disappeared.

Qiao Ansheng shrank into the quilt, smiling innocently at Qin Yanchen.

"are you hungry?"

Qin Yanchen walked over and helped her lift the clothes up again.

Qiao Ansheng shook her head and turned her white face up. She had been lying in the hospital recently, with some flesh on her body, and the baby's fat on her cheeks became more and more obvious.

Qin Yanchen did not hold back her hand and squeezed her small face, which felt good.

It was cold and rough between his fingers, Qiao Ansheng grabbed his big hand from his face and carefully spread it out to look at it.

The man's fingers were long and thin, and the joints were well-proportioned and white. Only thick calluses were on the middle of the fingers and the mouth of the tiger. Qiao Ansheng took a closer look.

It was only then that there were many small wounds in the man's palm, and many unhealed wounds on the knuckles, making the original white and pure hands look a little rough.

Qiao Ansheng thought that Sister Chen mentioned in the morning that men would stay in the kitchen all the time just to make soup for her.

Signing with both hands is the flow of tens of billions of funds, but now he is willing to nest in the kitchen for her.

Qiao Ansheng felt soft, and reached out his hand to take the hand cream from the bedside cupboard, which was packed with a large pile, and then suddenly closed Qin Yanchen's hand.

Qin Yanchen was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that his hands were wrapped in two imaginary little hands.

The hands covered with hand sanitizer were warm and soft, like two warm and flexible little fishes, from the base of his palm to the tip of his finger, and finally inserted into his finger.

The ten fingers were crossed, and finally each finger was tightly and seamlessly stuck together.

During the skin-to-skin blind date, Qin Yanchen's Adam's apple slid up and down. In the faint warmth of his palm, he was a little intolerable and had to turn his head as if to cover it up.

"Look at your hand, it looks like the hand of the richest man! Take care of it! Have you heard it? And in the future, you have to tell me the soup you made for me, otherwise I don't know."

Qiao Ansheng held his hand tightly, with a little smile on his lips: "If you know that you made the soup, even if it is poison, I can still drink it."

The little gully in Qin Yanchen's heart was filled with Qiao Ansheng's smile, his hand was released by Qiao Ansheng, a little empty.

But the tip of his nose has already keenly smelled the scent of the hand cream.