Qiao Ansheng was troubled by the reality in her dream, which made her always worried.

Qin Yanchen printed a kiss on her forehead: "OK."

Thunder roared outside the window, but there was spring in the house.

The thunderstorm fell vigorously in the second half of the night. In the morning, the sun rose and it was a brilliant sunny day.

The rain washed the ground clean, and the air was fresh and refreshing.

Qiao Ansheng stepped over a small puddle on the ground. Qin Yanchen was beside him and carried a bag full of things.

Different from last time, when they came to the hospital this time, their feelings were different.

"Sister! Brother in law! "

Before entering the hospital, Qiao Ansheng heard Qiao yuan's clear and excited voice from a distance. Qiao Ansheng looked up and saw that Qiao yuan was willing to sit in a wheelchair.

He was pushed on the air outlet. At the moment, he was smiling and waving to her.

Qiao Ansheng hissed and walked over quickly. There was some blame between his words: "why did you come out and still stand on the air outlet? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

She reached out and pulled up the quilt on Joe's knee.

The little nurse behind Qiao yuan was also a little stunned by Qiao Ansheng's training. She quickly and quietly explained, "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, as soon as Qiao yuan heard that you were coming, he had to come here to wait for you. I really can't stop him."

"Oh! Sister, don't blame others! I had to come out myself... "

He turned and smiled at the nurse behind him: "thank you, little sister Chen. I'll just go back by myself."

Joe would like to look pale, but his eyebrows are beautiful. When he smiles happily, he is as bright as summer lemon.

The little nurse blushed, answered with a low voice and ran away quickly.

"Don't stand here. Go in quickly, or you'll really catch a cold. Don't cry when you take an injection and medicine..."

Qiao Ansheng said he was going to push Qiao yuan's wheelchair. The man on one side had already vacated a hand and naturally took over Qiao yuan's wheelchair push hand: "I'll come, this is heavy."

As he spoke, he had pushed Joe's wish into the house with one hand.

Qiao Ansheng was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and smiled gently, and immediately followed up quickly.

"I'm glad you and your brother-in-law haven't come to see me for a long time! By the way, sister, what are you and your brother-in-law busy with these days? Aren't you busy making villains? "

Joe would like to turn around and look at Qiao Ansheng around him: "according to this progress, can I be an uncle soon?"

Qiao Ansheng was teased by him. A touch of red clouds floated on his white jade like face. She stretched out a finger and gently poked Qiao yuan's head.

"What are you talking about! Who can you learn from and say something unseemly? "

Joe was willing to spit out his tongue at her, turned his head and looked at Qin Yanchen: "isn't it, brother-in-law? Am I going to be an uncle? "

Qin Yanchen's complexion was indifferent. The pupil under his black eyelashes was like a good black agate. He looked at Qiao yuan with a very light tone and said, "well."

"I'll tell you! If so, brother-in-law, you should cheer with your sister! Try to have a little nephew to play with me this year! "

Qin Yanchen looked at the strange boy in the wheelchair, and his eyebrows were also gentle: "OK, I'll try."

"Oh! Stop talking nonsense... "

Qiao Ansheng thought that Qin Yanchen could refute two sentences. Who would think that the man's face was not red and his heart was not jumping, so he admitted it directly.

It's dead.

He's too thick skinned.

Qiao Ansheng was so ashamed that he couldn't find a way to get in.

Pushed Joe into the ward.

In the deserted room, the arrival of the two added a trace of warmth. Joe wished to be in good spirits. When he sat by the bed, he was like an excited sparrow.

Chattering and pulling Qiao Ansheng, he kept talking.

Qiao Ansheng was also very interested to hear what he had seen and heard in the hospital these days, while the man was cutting apples.

His fingertips were slender and symmetrical, and his bony joints were very clear. Qiao Ansheng watched the blade follow his fingertips.

The apple peel kept falling down.

She couldn't help thinking of the feeling of her hands.

Qin Yanchen's hand feels like a piece of cold jade. His fingertips are cold, but his palm is hot. Qiao Ansheng is a little distracted.

After talking for a long time, Qiao yuan didn't respond. He turned around and saw that she was staring at Qin Yanchen. He couldn't help lying in her ear and raised his voice: "sister! Sister? "

Qiao Ansheng was called back by him, stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly hid his eyes as if nothing had happened: "ah, what did you say? I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't hear..."

Joe was willing to hum, pouted his mouth, but his eyes bent, like a curved moon: "thinking about things, are you thinking about your brother-in-law?"

Qin Yanchen focused on the apple in his hand and poured this sentence into his ear. He looked up stunned and saw Qiao Ansheng blushing and angrily poked Qiao yuan's forehead: "nonsense!"

Joe was willing to be poked on his forehead with her fingertips, still arguing unconvinced: "I saw it! You just looked straight! don't worry! Just look! It's not a shame! "

On the other side, the man who was cutting the apple couldn't help but look down. Qiao Ansheng's face was hot and peeped at the captured bag, which made her a little embarrassed.

Touching the man's sight, she was even more angry and said angrily, "what are you looking at! Haven't you seen me? "

Qin Yanchen pursed his lips and smiled faintly. He put down his knife. The apple in his hand had been neatly cut into small pieces. He put a toothpick on one side.

Handed it to Qiao Ansheng and said, "well..."

Just as Qiao Ansheng was about to reach out to touch the apples, he heard the man add in a leisurely tone: "I have never seen a beautiful woman."

Qiao Ansheng was choked up in his throat by his unchanged words, and his face was as red as a ripe tomato.

The apple in mid air is in a dilemma.

Unable to speak, he had to take his eyes and gouge out the man with cold face and very rude words.

Joe was willing to listen, took a bite of the apple, and couldn't help protesting: "ah! He's dead! He's dead! Brother in law, if you do this again, please come and see me separately next time! I don't want dog food! I'm dying! "

"Well, eat quickly! This is not your nonsense! "

Qiao Ansheng poked an apple with a toothpick and stuffed it into Qiao yuan's mouth, blocking his brother's chattering mouth.

Joe wishes: "

My sister is really cruel.

It's nice to pay no attention in front of my brother-in-law. That's really my temperament.