Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

All of them have common friends. Gu Si naturally saw his nephew’s comment, and immediately smashed one, hating iron for nothing: "I have time to comment here, but I don’t have time to reply to me. Qi Yue, how are you? of!"

Qin Yanchen was too lazy to reason, and did not reply to Qi Yue.

Only Qi Yue was left alone in Qiao Ansheng’s circle of friends, and “touching porcelain” with Gu Si.

Qiao Ansheng laughed blankly.

Qi Yue is a living treasure.

She was reading comments with a smile, and the phone buzzed and vibrated. There was a WeChat reminder that she quit to check. It was Qin Yanchen who sent it: "I miss you."

Just a few words.

If someone else sees it, it's hard to believe that this is what the cold-faced Qin always said. After all, he is always suitable to live in the obscenity of others, cold, self-sufficient, noble and cold.

Qiao Ansheng twitched the corners of his mouth, just now he praised him for his coldness, how could he be so unpretentious.

However, fortunately these days, she was so stunned by his sugar-coated cannonballs that she was used to it a long time ago, but occasionally when she remembered it, she was still a little confused.

Why is this man so sticky to her now?

What about the high-cold design?

Does he not need to work every day?

Fortunately, Qiao Ansheng still remembers that when he first returned to China, the contradiction between the two had not been resolved. The man always used to work overtime to prevaricate herself, leaving her to stay at home alone, waiting for the empty room to wait for him to come back from get off work.

At this moment, Qiao Ansheng was abruptly thinking of the past, and felt a little angry: "I don't believe it. You don't have anything else every day, just miss me?"

She was madly typing on the phone, and a little bit of emotion was leaked out of the words.

Qin Yanchen quickly replied, "Yes."

Maybe it was because I felt that I had said too little. After the other party paused for a few seconds, the screen showed that he was typing. Soon he sent another message over as an explanation: "My daily life is divided into two kinds. See you. And want to see you."

Qiao Ansheng took a long breath. He didn't know how the man sullen his face and said such shameful and second-year love words, but he just thought that those words came from Qin Yanchen's mouth.

Qiao Ansheng felt as if his whole body was electrified, numb.

After that, another voice came.

Qiao Ansheng was so dizzy that he didn't think too much, and just clicked in the car.

The man's voice rang in the silent space, very cold: "Sheng Sheng..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed shortly, and the low-pitched male voice reached Qiao Ansheng's ear: "Nothing, that is, I really miss you."

Qiao Ansheng listened fiercely before realizing how improper his behavior was.

The carriage was originally quiet, and her mobile phone rang again, and Qin Yanchen's voice was exposed in the carriage so straightforwardly, she even felt that Qin Yanchen's voice echoed in it.

Qiao Ansheng flushed, turned off the voice in a hurry, his face was hot, and gave Lin Wenchang a guilty look at Lin Wenchang in the passenger seat.

Lin Wenchang sat in distress without changing his face, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Qiao Ansheng slapped his hands over his eyes and held the phone. The whole figure looked like a cooked lobster, almost steaming.

She retracted in the back seat and waited for a few seconds. When the embarrassment and embarrassment passed, she opened her eyes and typed **** the screen with her fingers.

"Okay, okay, I get it! You don't have to tell me over and over again! I'm at the place! Get off the car!"

Qin Yanchen on the other end of the phone looked at the message she sent, and smiled silently while holding the phone.

It was as if Qiao Ansheng appeared a little angry and a little shy in front of him. Just thinking about it can make people feel soft.

Qin Yanchen waited for a long time and saw that she didn't mean to reply anymore, so he took the phone, continued to pick up the documents on his lap, and began to look at it.

In the past few days, although he is now recuperating in the ward, many of the work of the Qin family requires him to personally look at it. Therefore, there is no less work to be done at all, on the contrary, it is accumulated over time.

When Qiao Ansheng was there, he just wanted to pretend to be a patient and coax her to surround him. He likes to see Qiao Ansheng's heart tied to him.

For this reason, he would rather stay in this room full of disinfectant for so long.

Finally, taking advantage of Qiao Ansheng's absence, he didn't have to bother Bara to be a patient, so Chi Yang unceremoniously brought him a stack of documents.

It was thick, stacked like a hill, and placed in front of him, trapping Qin Yanchen inside.

When Qin Yanchen was busy, he still wanted to call her. There was no special meaning, just to hear her voice.

I want to hear Qiao Ansheng speak.

Listening to her soft and clear voice, through the phone, with a little electronic tone, it sounds beautiful, and you can almost imagine her appearance.

He was well-behaved and young, and his pupils were moist and clear.

Qin Yanchen closed his eyes and calmed down his messy mind. There was one last copy of the document at hand.

He quickly read the signature, got off the bed, took the clothes in his hand, called Chi Yang, handed over the approved documents to him, checked the time, and told him coldly: "Go and check tonight, she Where to eat, in addition, Qiao’s recent project developments have also been paid attention to, and all the information has been passed to me."

Chi Yang held the swaying stack of documents in both hands, and walked carefully out of the room.

Qin Yanchen put on his clothes and walked out of the ward.

His work is over, but Qiao Ansheng hasn’t. Since I can’t see her here, go where I can see her...

In the darkening night, the car drove all the way to the destination.

"Mr Joe... is here."

Lin Wenchang, the co-pilot in front, looked at the buildings outside and reminded her inadvertently.

Qiao Ansheng answered. She put her phone back in her pocket and took a deep breath. Think about it, today there is still a million-level project waiting for her to negotiate.

Qiao Ansheng thought, full of enthusiasm, shook his head, and drove those messy thoughts out of his mind, and opened the door to go down.

Lin Wenchang also opened the door abruptly, before his feet touched the ground, he hurriedly called her: "Mr Qiao..."

He closed the car door, moved swiftly and swiftly, stood in the night breeze, and looked at Qiao Ansheng, with a strange emotion in his eyes:

"You, I guess you, you probably haven't participated in such a dinner."

Qiao Ansheng couldn't figure out what he was going to say, and looked at him blankly: "What kind of dinner? What's wrong? Are you afraid I can't deal with it?"