"Well, sister, don't you have to prepare? My brother-in-law's grandparents are coming! Do you want to take the opportunity to give them a good surprise! "
Qiao Ansheng made a movement, and the milk bottles in his arms collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
Qiao's wish reminded her that she really didn't prepare anything for the two old people herself. The Qiuming mountain house that was given to Wang Ziqing as a gift last time was prepared by Qin Yanchen.
Qiao Ansheng thought for a moment and nodded thoughtfully. He was idle anyway. He might as well go to the kitchen to prepare two good meals for Qin Guangyan and them.
She simply came out of Joe's ward and went straight to the kitchen.
There are special chefs in the kitchen to help prepare nutritious meals every day, and everyone knows Qiao Ansheng's identity. Therefore, when we see Qiao Ansheng walking into the kitchen at this time, we are very frightened and can't help rubbing our hands.
Qiao Ansheng was not so uncomfortable. She asked the chef about Qin Guangyan's tastes and relevant precautions, so she asked them to go and leave her alone.
She asked someone to help prepare some ingredients, so she planned to make some small dishes and snacks. Qin Yanchen and Wang Ziqing had light tastes, not good, and the oil and salt were too heavy.
As a result, Qiao Ansheng had just picked up the ingredients. As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, there was a commotion outside the kitchen.
She subconsciously looked at the door. Far away, she saw a man, pushed by Chi Yang, sitting upright and pestling at the door of the kitchen.
Qiao Ansheng was stunned and immediately understood that the commotion was not caused by Qin Yanchen.
Qin Yanchen's eyes are painted and his eyebrows grow into his temples, but his face feels pale because he has not fully recovered.
His face was too dusty and delicate, and his eyes looked a little cold.
The people who came and went were secretly looking at him. Those little nurses in the hospital only heard that a big man had been admitted to the hospital.
Even the ward rounds were conducted by doctor Gu himself.
They have never seen the person in the VIP ward come out. Today, they suddenly saw such a cool and handsome man.
At present, those little girls are holding peach hearts in their hands, and their spring hearts sprout in a circle.
But because the man's eyes were too cold, no one dared to look at him directly. They all secretly surrounded him and whispered.
When Qiao Ansheng saw him, he quickly put his things in his hand and came over. He looked at him suspiciously, and then looked at the eating Yang pushed behind him: "why don't you stay in the room and what are you doing here?"
Qin Yanchen looked at her with a strong tenderness in his eyes: "I miss you, I'll come."
Thanks to Gu Si's blessing, the bowls of soup were poured down. He felt hot and dry. He wanted to see Qiao Ansheng but didn't see him. When he learned that Qiao Ansheng had come to the kitchen, he could only run over to see Qiao Ansheng himself.
I didn't think it was hard to give up before, but after this great separation of life and death, Qin Yanchen only felt that it was a waste of time to separate from her every second.
Qiao Ansheng couldn't help laughing, nodded, bent down and squatted beside him, gathered up the blanket on his knee, and spoke softly.
"Well, I'll prepare something for my grandparents and go back. Just wait in the room. Don't wait here."
She stretched out her hand and gently patted Qin Yanchen's knee. Her tone was as soft as coaxing a child. She gave Chi Yang a wink and asked chi yang to push him back.
Qin Yanchen shook his head. He didn't want to stay alone in the empty room. He just wanted to stay where Qiao Ansheng was, no matter where it was.
As long as you can see her at any time.
Qin Yanchen pulled down Qiao Ansheng's hand in the floating wheelchair. He shook his head, pursed his thin lips, and simply refused: "right here, don't go back."
Seeing this, Chi Yang smiled and added: "Miss Qiao, you'd better let president Qin stay here for a while, otherwise he won't see you for a moment. President Qin misses you every three years."
Qiao Ansheng puffed and laughed.
Qin Yanchen's complexion changed subtly. He looked back and frowned slightly. His eyes were raised. He glanced coldly at Chi Yang, shrinking his neck.
"Well..."
Qiao Ansheng smiled against his nose and pressed his hand on Qin Yanchen, interrupting Qin Yanchen's eyes for "lingchi" Chi Yang. His voice was warm and soft.
"If you want to wait here, just wait here."
She went into the kitchen, took a pink apron from the chef, ran back, turned her back to Qin Yanchen, leaked two long belts behind the apron, and motioned Qin Yanchen to fasten it for her.
"Help me tie down my apron... By the way, do you have anything to eat?"
Qiao Ansheng's voice and actions are extremely natural. Facing the stunned and envious eyes in the corridor, her little heart is also full of sweetness.
In fact, it's just an apron. She can do it by herself.
But she just wants Qin Yanchen to do it. It's just a little vanity in her heart.
Look, look, such an excellent man is greedy and envious. It's her. Look at the wolf like eyes of those little girls over there. Qiao Ansheng thinks it's necessary to do something to prove it.
The man has a master in front of him.
I don't know if it's because Qiao Ansheng just stayed in the kitchen. She has an unspeakable fragrance. At the moment, she is close and full of the tip of Qin Yanchen's nose.
Qin Yanchen answered faintly, then raised his fingers and helped her tie a beautiful bow behind her waist. At first, he was a little angry.
At this time, when people were in front of him, he was somewhat restrained.
Just quietly help her tie up her apron, the eyes falling on her gently have to rub into the dark night outside, and answered her, "you can do whatever you want."
As long as she does it, everything is good and he likes everything.
Qiao Ansheng smiled in Qinshui's eyes. After he helped himself tie up his apron, he quickly bent over and rubbed the tip of his nose on the tip of the man's nose that was so strong that he could slide,
"Well, wait for me."
With that, she turned and went back into the kitchen.
It was already the weather at the end of September, and the temperature was cooling a little. Qiao Ansheng wore a pair of white flannel pants in the morning, and his upper body was a black pullover.
She tied a pink apron in front of her. Behind the apron, she tied it tightly with a butterfly to tie a slender waist. Then under the apron was a pair of slender and beautiful long legs wrapped in trousers.