Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

As if he had discovered some new continent, Qiao Ansheng leaned forward curiously and stared at Qin Yanchen as if he had met him again today.

"You still got second?"

She didn't believe it again, and asked again and again.

"It's really good, but it's not the second, it's the fourth..."

"How can you be fourth? You don't know the legend that you were unbeaten in school before, what kind of big exam, small exam, grade exam, don't you always be first?"

Qiao Ansheng's face was unbelievable and shocked.

The man nodded, and then lowered his eyes to look at Qiao Ansheng, his eyes were slightly bleak: "I'm actually not as good as you said."

I am not omnipotent. I have also won fourth place. The reason why you think I am great is also because when you look at me, you have light and filters in your eyes.

The man didn't say these words, but Qiao Ansheng read them from his eyes.

She opened those big apricot eyes with wide open tails, and looked at Qin Yanchen peacefully: "No, you are still very good, but..."

Qiao Ansheng held his chin, his smile and eyes were burning: "There must be some reason why you are fourth?"

Qin Yanchen smiled, the emotion in her heart was swept away by her smile, and she gently squeezed her pink cheek.

"I broke my hand in that exam and I wrote very slowly. I didn't finish the exam..."

Qiao Ansheng twitched his lips aloud, and raised his head: "So, the reason why you took the fourth exam was because you didn't finish writing the papers?"

"Then you still get fourth?"

Qin Yanchen shook his head.

I knew Qiao Ansheng had such an expression. Sure enough, there shouldn't be any idea that a man would be an ordinary person. The only time someone didn't win the first place was because of a hand injury.

Qiao Ansheng let out a long "Uh", with a somewhat clear voice. After she stretched her voice to express her meaning, she quickly put her gaze on Qin Yanchen's hand again.

Coming over and holding Qin Yanchen's cold white hands with some distress, his eyes were moisturized by the water vapor and watery: "But why did your hand hurt? Did it hurt you while playing basketball?"

Qin Yanchen's complexion condensed.

There are faint fragments in his mind. The hand injury should be because he looked at Qiao Ansheng too engrossedly. He didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet, and he fell off inadvertently.

As a result, my hands were bandaged for months.

When Qiao Ansheng asked about it now, he always felt that these things about Chen Zhizhi and rotten grains were indeed a little embarrassing, and he fooled her casually.

"Yes."

Qiao Ansheng gently stroked the man's hands, then lifted his chin: "However, A Yuan is different from you..."

Qin Yanchen raised his eyebrows, as if asking what was different.

"He used to win first place often, but since his illness, he hasn't won first place anymore..."

Qin Yanchen's tone gave Qiao Ansheng a feeling that he couldn't speak while standing: "The second one is also good."

"no no……"

Qiao Ansheng didn't know how to describe this feeling to him for a while.

"It's not the simple one you said... let's put it this way..."

She raised her head, her face flushed a little because she couldn't explain it, and a pair of white hands followed along with her gestures.

"If you... if you can only be ranked second in the hearts of people you like very much, that kind of feeling, you said that if you can only be ranked second, do you think you would be happy?"

"Um."

Qin Yanchen almost didn't hesitate. He raised his slender eyelids and glanced at Qiao Ansheng: "As long as you like me, I will be very happy..."

I don't know what the topic is, but it's off again.

Qiao Ansheng himself was a little stunned by this turning point. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he looked at Qin Yanchen in a daze, and was pulled into his arms by Qin Yanchen.

Tender and sweet.

"I say……"

Realizing that I couldn't explain it clearly, Qiao Ansheng regretted it. Why did he have to explain to someone like Qin Yanchen the feeling of wanting to be number one?

It's just that what the man said just now still made her face hot afterwards: "Then you, do not agree with Anyuan to study this major..."

Qin Yanchen's expression was gentle: "Do you want him to go?"

Qiao Ansheng thought about it seriously. As a parent, out of the future development of her children, she would rather Qiao want to learn some popular majors, such as finance and the Internet.

But this was the only thing Qiao Yuan showed excessive love, and Qiao Ansheng didn't want to pinch the flower of interest in the child's heart.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't give a satisfactory answer: "I, I don't know..."

Ever since, coagulation stuck there.

Qin Yanchen saw her hesitation, smiled lightly, and persuaded her.

"A Yuan is an older boy. He must have considered it for a long time when he made this decision. You don't need to worry about it."

Qiao Ansheng looked up and looked at him. The man’s voice whispered in his ears: “As a parent, all you can do is support him and let him go on the path of his own choice. As long as he doesn’t regret it, you don’t have to. Worry."

Qiao Ansheng pursed his lips, still a little uncomprehending.

Tang Qing left their siblings too early. It can be said that Qiao Ansheng almost took care of Qiao Ansheng alone, and Qiao Ansheng had an endless heart for Qiao Yuan.

Coupled with the fact that Qiao Yuan has been lingering on the sick bed all the year round because of his illness, Qiao Ansheng feels guilty in his heart, and often feels a little spoiled.

She hated that she could pave Qiao Yuan's future life for him.

But after thinking about it, I found it impossible. Qiao would like to have the life he wanted to live. She had to admit that Qin Yanchen was right, as long as Qiao would not regret it.

She is willing to support him.

The gloom in his heart was swept away, Qiao Ansheng nestled in Qin Yanchen's arms, and began to think about when to discuss with Gu Si, if Qiao Yuan's body could really support him to participate in those e-sports training.

Then, Qiao Ansheng is still willing to consider supporting him in secret.

Seeing that the hesitation on her face was gone, Qin Yanchen followed Shu and opened his eyebrows, leaned over his cheek, and kissed Qiao Ansheng again.

"Shengsheng, A Yuan has grown up..."

His voice fluttered over Qiao Ansheng's ear, like a whisper.

Qiao Ansheng let out an "um", elbows against his abdomen, avoiding the hot air falling from him: "So?"

Qin Yanchen had already kissed her small and delicate pinna: "Shall we have a baby of our own?"

Qiao Ansheng's face turned red as if the flowers were exploded, and the man was still reluctant, and the kiss fell down her auricle and landed on the side of her neck.