Chapter 392

The man's voice was not far away. It was close to her ear. It was a little dumb, like a magnetic magnet, rustling against her eardrum.

"Reward you... After eating a few, I bully you several times in the evening."

With a click, a bolt of lightning struck Qiao Ansheng's head, stunned her for a long time, and wandered into space for a time. I didn't know whether I should be angry or shy first.

After a few seconds of blank consciousness over there, she was still angry and gained the upper hand. She grabbed Qin Yanchen's shirt, raised her voice and said angrily: "Qin Yanchen!"

Qin Yanchen had a handsome face, cold and ruthless like marble. Qiao Ansheng couldn't reach it by virtue of his height. He held the box high.

"You've used up all the snack quotas after today. You can't eat any snacks until you leave the hospital."

Qin Yanchen was resolute and gave an order. Qiao Ansheng was like the people at the bottom of the corvee, pitifully staring at the box full of her favorite snacks.

The sorrowful coolness has not been able to wake up from this heavy fact.

For a moment there was no word in the room, and the air was silent and silent.

Qin Yanchen put the box back into his pocket. Looking down, he saw the man holding his belt. After hearing this fact, he was shocked, wronged and unbelievable.

And the resulting pain.

Qin Yanchen's heart was soft, but he had to harden his heart.

He had previously discovered Qiao Ansheng's dependence on sweets and even the degree of addiction.

Indeed, desserts have the function of relieving anxiety. In addition, every time Qiao Ansheng is wronged, he really has no way to be cruel.

But this time Qiao Ansheng was injured, he will never forget his helpless feeling when Qiao Ansheng was unconscious, which made him almost paranoid and stubborn.

He didn't want any hidden dangers in Qiao Ansheng's body, especially under the alarmism of those experts, which made Qin Yanchen firm in his health.

You can't let Joe Anson do it anymore.

Moreover, Qin Yanchen can understand how Qiao Ansheng's sweet addiction came into being. Qiao Ansheng must have suffered a lot in the years he left.

Now that he's back, he will always be with her, so Qiao Ansheng doesn't need to look for comfort from such things.

Qin Yanchen bowed his head when he was gripped on his chest.

"Husband..."

Qiao Ansheng's mouth was flat, and his apricot eyes were full of water vapor because of grievance. It was foggy, like a deer breaking into the jungle by mistake. The soft tone made Qin Yanchen frown.

It's the only time to call your husband so obediently.

Qin Yanchen shook his head: "it's no use shouting at her husband."

After that, the man stretched out his hand and patted the depressed Qiao Ansheng with a soothing meaning. "It's not good to eat too many sweets."

Qiao Ansheng raised her head. She knelt on the bed with a sad expression on her face.

Qin Yanchen had to prop up a cold and hard heart, but his action was more and more gentle. In his gentle touch, the man in front of his chest suddenly stretched out his body

Qin Yanchen was caught off guard and gathered a soft thing on his lips.

Just listen to a very loud sound in the quiet ward

Bravo!

Qin Yanchen's facial expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth were rising suspiciously. He tried to press his tone: "it's no use kissing me, those things..."

Bar haw, another sound

Qin Yanchen's words stopped, and the air was so quiet that he could hear a needle drop on the ground.

For a long time, he still shook his head hard: "No."

Qiao Ansheng simply pulled his tie, pulled the tie, pulled the man in front of him, and kissed the inhuman lip like lightning.

Qin Yanchen's cold heart, which he could hold up just now, was blocked by this kiss for a moment.

But he didn't move, just let Qiao Ansheng clumsily test on his lips.

He wanted to see if this little thing would make a promise for a few snacks.

Qiao Ansheng's kissing skill was too astringent, but it was like a fire burning all over Qin Yanchen. He had just eaten dessert.

A piece of soft waxy sweet.

Qin Yanchen's blood was boiling and his breathing was hot.

He began to involuntarily want to deepen the kiss. He couldn't help holding down the back of Qiao Ansheng's head, and the anti guest will continue to kiss

Then he felt the man in his arms move impatiently.

The heavy box in his pocket was rubbed by Qiao Ansheng!

Qiao Ansheng pinched the box as if he were holding some rare treasure. He turned over very quickly and jumped out of the bed, standing barefoot on the ground.

Across the safe distance of a bed, he confronted Qin Yanchen.

Qin Yanchen didn't expect her to move so fast. For some time, he saw that Qiao Ansheng had hissed and tore open the package.

The red bean cake is made by hand. It is small and exquisite. There are only four in a box.

Therefore, in the sight of Qin Yanchen's death, Qiao Ansheng quickly ate the four red bean cakes one by one, like a hungry tiger.

After eating, she threw the box away. Seeing that the man's face had changed from stunned to gloomy, she hurried to step on the bed again.

"Husband, I know I'm wrong."

She wiped her mouth, stretched out her hands, softened her voice, leaned over again, grabbed Qin Yanchen's tie and wanted to kiss

Qin Yanchen grabbed her little hand and pinched her chin with two slender fingers. Now she is no longer so sharp and pretty. The expression on her face is unspeakable.

After a long time, he frowned helplessly and stared at the dim sum residue hanging brightly on the corner of Qiao Ansheng's mouth: "Sheng Sheng, remember..."

When Qiao Ansheng was full, he was in a good mood. He blinked, licked the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and showed a flattering smile.

"Ah, husband, you said..."

"Even if you are discharged from the hospital, you can't touch these things again..."

Qiao Ansheng blackened before his eyes and almost fell out of bed: "Qin Yanchen! You are still not a person! "

Qiao Ansheng was sad for a moment. He sat down on the bed, hugged his arms and began to cry.

"Xinrui is right! You're a scum man! Said to be good to me! Don't even give me a snack now! Don't eat, don't eat! Who is afraid of who! "

Qiao Ansheng stubbornly glanced at his head, held his arms and sat there angrily, but he had already begun to calculate in his heart.

Anyway, even if Qin Yanchen doesn't let her eat, she still has Xinrui.