Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Chapter 539: He is the boss (1 more)

After a long time, a delicate white arm stretched out from the veil, fumbled for a long time on the table, touched the phone, and turned off the phone's alarm clock.

Qiao Ansheng rubbed her eyes in a daze, her whole body, including her brain, seemed to be rusty, and it took a long time before she opened her eyes.

Entrance is the familiar furnishings in my room.

She yawned, and her consciousness slowly returned to the cage. After looking at the bright light outside the window, she frowned, turned over, and tore off the veil in front of her.

I wanted to see the time. As a result, my eyes diverged, and I couldn't see the time on the wall at all.

I rubbed my eyes again, reached out my hand and took the phone on the table, and as soon as I opened the screen, I was pierced by the light of the phone.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and took the phone back after a while, squinted to see the time on the phone.

On the illuminated screen, several huge numbers: 8:25.

Qiao Ansheng saw the time, a jealous spirit, and almost jumped out of the bed.

However, she didn't have the strength anymore. Not only did she lack the strength, she also seemed to be run over by a car. She just got up and pulled to a painful place somewhere under her body.

The rising soreness caused her to "hmm" again, and then fell back softly.

"It's over, I'm going to be late! Why are you still sleeping like this!"

Qiao Ansheng took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to touch the bedding next to him, it was empty...

If the man is not there, looking at the coldness of the bedding, he should have been up a long time ago.

Qiao Ansheng was in a hurry. Seeing that time, she was about to be late. Just about to get up from the bed, the door of the room was pushed open, and she subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover the traces of her body.

The head was retracted into the quilt, not even a strand of hair was exposed.

As soon as Qin Yanchen came in, he saw the little bulge on the bed. His heart was soft, he walked over, pulled the quilt away for her, and reached out to hug her.

"Get up, little lazy pig..."

The man's voice is full of smiles, pampering and gentle.

Qiao Ansheng pouted, half-opened one eye, and glanced at him a little angrily: "Did you intentionally, toss me so late last night, making me late!"

Qin Yanchen picked up the person from the bed: "I won't be late, your boss is here."

He said he was not late, he was not late.

Qiao Ansheng gave him a blank look. She didn't want a man to use this special power. It was enough to be airborne to the investment department at that time.

She could only stare at the man in resentment, kicked off the quilt, and was about to get out of bed.

But Nai He was weak, and his waist was weak as soon as he sat up.

"Hi...you bastard! Don't you know to be lighter!"

She held her waist weakly, looked at the refreshing man sitting on the bed, and cursed bitterly.

Qin Yanchen knew that he was wrong, and did not refute, stretched out his hand and gently massaged her waist and legs.

His strength was just right, and his technique was also good. After pressing it for a while, Qiao Ansheng felt that the pain in his whole body disappeared a little.

She waved away the man's hand: "Don't think that I will forgive you like this!"

Why is she always the person who is made limp and unable to get out of bed?

Qiao Ansheng was puzzled. She gritted her teeth and pulled the clothes out of the man's hands. She was going to wear clothes on her own. Her tender lotus-like arms were covered with fingerprints from last night's mischief. She didn't notice it at all.

The collar of the pajamas was a little open, revealing the same jade-white body underneath. Qiao Ansheng shook off the sweater and put it on his body. In the end, he put it on halfway, because his arm was sore, only the head was put on and it couldn't move.

Can only frown and stop over there.

Knowing that she was tired, the man chuckled lightly when he saw that she was still brave enough, took the sweater from behind her, and continued to dress her.

"Don't laugh!"

Qiao Ansheng was angry.

"it is good."

Qin Yanchen held back his smile, and dressed her gently.

Qiao Ansheng turned his back to him. On Frosty Bai Xuexue's back, there were dots of marks, like red plums falling on the snow.

Qin Yanchen couldn't turn his eyes away, and his Adam's apple was moving up and down, from her smooth jade back to the long legs exposed outside of her pajamas.

Her legs are straight, straight and well-proportioned, and her two small feet are dangling.

Qin Yanchen put on her sweater and put on her pants again. He inadvertently touched her soft waist with his hand. He paused for a moment and turned his head unnaturally.

He pressed the scourge in his body that was about to get up again, restrained and dressed her, then turned over thick socks and put on her by the way.

After getting dressed, he took Qiao Ansheng to wash.

Qiao Ansheng refused to admit that she was about to live as a rice bug now, and she had to be held by a man every day to wash and dress.

She was a little ashamed, but she thought about what happened every time a man tossed herself like that, hugged herself, put on clothes, and washed her face.

Suddenly became a little more at ease.

She rolled her sleeves, her long hair hanging down her back, humming a tuneless tune, and grunting and brushing her teeth in front of the sink.

Qin Yanchen leaned at the door to look at her, watching her long hair hanging behind him.

Qiao Ansheng now seems to always wear long hair or a ponytail.

Qin Yanchen inadvertently thought of her when she was in college. For a while, she always liked to stick two small **** on the top of her head, which was so cute and cute.

In fact, Qin Yanchen had been following her for a long time at that time.

But Qiao Ansheng didn't know that there was such a person who had been paying attention to her silently.

She stuck two small **** on the top of her head that day and sat quietly on the stone benches on both sides of the school road, biting the glutinous rice dumplings in her hand.

She has a professional book on her lap.

Qin Yanchen stood not far away and saw her from a long distance away. He stood there for himself, quietly looking at Qiao Ansheng's Qingli profile.

Until Qiao Ansheng finally seemed to be aware of his gaze, with the zongzi still in his mouth, he lifted his head from the book.

That should be the first time Qin Yanchen looked at Qiao Ansheng.

At that time, he actually had a trace of panic and nervousness, and he unconsciously licked the corner of his lips, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his palm.

He wanted to laugh with her, but he always felt a little at a loss. He hadn't laughed before, and he didn't know what he would look like when he laughed.

Just stood there awkwardly.

At this time, instead, Qiao Ansheng laughed first.

She took the book in her hand, stood up and walked towards Qin Yanchen, Qin Yanchen had a heart stuck in his throat immediately.

He stayed there, sweat in his palms.

Does she know him? Did she come to say hello to him?