Chapter 452

Qin Yanchen jumped heavily between his eyebrows as soon as he heard Gu Si. Before saying anything, the mobile phone on the table shook twice.

He reached for it.

It's true that Cao Cao is coming. He was still mentioning Gu Si just now. This si turned around and sent a few messages to Qin Yanchen.

Qin Yanchen opened it.

The top is a link, the title is the kind of eye-catching three vulgar Title: since I have this, my wife pesters me every day

The next one is the same.

Further down is Gus's news.

"Thank me, brother! I broke my heart for your sex life. I spent a lot of money to buy the deer whip in your soup this morning from an old traditional Chinese medicine! And the ginseng! That's a hundred years old ginseng! I managed to steal it from my mother! "

"You have to drink it all. Don't live up to my heart!"

"By the way, don't thank me. My brother's name is * *! Just remember to run your limited edition Lamborghini back to me! "

Then there is a large expression bag.

Qin Yanchen had black lines on his forehead. His fingertips nodded on the screen and neatly pulled Gus into the blacklist.

Qiao Ansheng pinched his nose and was afflicted by the strange smell, but thinking about Qin Yanchen's body, he moved his steps and gathered together towards Qin Yanchen.

"It smells so bad. I don't know what soup it is..."

She stirred it with a spoon, frowned tightly, and looked at Qin Yanchen: "can you stand the taste?"

Qin Yanchen threw his mobile phone and stared at the thermos cup in Qiao Ansheng's hand. His slender eyes narrowed slightly, but the eye pool was deep and bright.

"I can stand it. Can you stand it?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't know what was in the soup at all. Qin Yanchen nodded seriously when he cared about the taste.

"I'm sure I can stand it for your health!"

It just tastes strange!

If Qin Yanchen can get better quickly, it will be no problem for her to smell it for a few days.

Qiao Ansheng obviously didn't think about anything else. He took a spoon, hardened his scalp, withstood the strange smell, took a bowl out of it, blew hot air and talked to Qin Yanchen.

"This can't be used by Gus to fix you?"

The room was a little dark. Qiao Ansheng turned on the light in the room, and the warm yellow light spread all over the room in an instant.

Qiao Ansheng sat beside Qin Yanchen's bed holding a white porcelain bowl.

The light cast on her porcelain white face, which only made people feel that her hands were several degrees whiter than the bowl, and the outline of her side face was very soft and greasy.

"I asked him what kind of soup it was, and he hesitated..."

Qiao Ansheng stirred it gently with a spoon, scooped up a small spoon, gently blew the hot air on it and sent it to Qin Yanchen's lips.

"Be careful, hot..."

She almost looked after Qin Yanchen as if she were taking care of Qiao willing. She was not aware of anything wrong with her behavior.

Qin Yanchen on one side was flattered.

He had never been treated like this since he was a child. Although Lin Qing loved him, he did not spoil him. Qin Yanchen was able to rely on himself very early.

He has been alone for so long, but he has never been treated so gently.

For a moment, I only felt the heat surging in my chest, and my eyes were very gentle.

He was disgusted when he smelled the soup, but because of Qiao Ansheng's action, he drank two bowls quietly. Finally, there was a soup bottom and the residue of ingredients left in the thermos cup.

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help the smell. Relieved, he quickly screwed on the cover of the thermos cup and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Almost! These are two bowls. The smell is almost catching up with the snail powder... "

She wrinkled her small nose tightly, endured the nausea on her face, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, went out and washed the thermos cup, ready to give it to Gus.

I didn't want to. As soon as I went out, I ran into Gus, who was going to make rounds.

Gus was wearing a white coat and his hands were in his pockets. He saw Qiao Ansheng. His thick eyelashes were very rebellious and came to his face.

He glanced at the almost empty thermos cup in Qiao Ansheng's hand, which was meaningful: "has he finished drinking?"

Qiao Ansheng nodded, hurriedly stuffed the thermos cup into his arms, released his hand holding his nose and took a long breath.

"What the hell is this? Why does it smell so bad?"

Gus shook his head, held the handle on the top of the thermos cup with one finger, and smiled mysteriously.

"You don't understand this. It's good for his health anyway. You know, good medicine tastes bitter and tastes strong..."

That hundred year old participant's expensive deer whip is not a decoration. If the taste is not strong, there will be a ghost.

Gu Si shook the lighter thermos cup. At the thought of Qin Yanchen's bitter face, but he had to drink the soup. He just felt refreshed all over.

Qiao Ansheng wanted to ask again, but Gu Si waved his hand leisurely, put one hand in his pocket and carried the thermos cup, but refused to say more.

He continued to talk to the pretty little nurse around him, crossed Qiao Ansheng and went round the room.

Qiao Ansheng only felt a little strange when he saw the clear look on his face, but she didn't ask why, so she had to fold it up again with fog and look at Qiao wish.

Joe was obedient and didn't steal any more until dinner.

Because they miss their grandson, Qin Guangyan and Wang Ziqing deal with the mess of the Qin family these days. Finally, they are free. Baba makes a call to Qiao Ansheng.

He said he wanted to come over and have dinner with Qin Yanchen tonight.

Qiao Ansheng didn't deserve it and promised.

"My brother-in-law's grandparents are coming?"

Joe was willing to lie on the head of the bed and turn a page of the comic book in his hand.

Qiao Ansheng took away his cell phone, picked up the empty milk bottle beside his desk and nodded: "mmm..."

Qin Yanchen and Qiao are willing to live in single senior wards. Each ward is equivalent to a small living room, washing room and kitchen.

Qiao Ansheng took the milk bottle, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, carefully checked the number of empty milk bottles inside, and heard Qiao willing to shout outside: "sister! You don't have to check! The number of milk is right! I'll drink it when I get back! Nurse Xiao Zheng watched me drink! If you don't believe it, you can ask her! "

Qiao Ansheng ignored him and counted it by himself. The number was really right, so he took out all the empty milk bottles and waited for the next batch of fresh milk.

She was still taking bottles in the kitchen, where Joe would like to shout again.