When the shooting ended, it was almost dusk.

After seeing off the photographer and his group of three, Qiao Ansheng turned around and went into the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.

Her physical condition was mostly well off than last night, and her stomach didn't hurt much. She thought that she owed Qin Yanchen another favor today, so she planned to cook a meal herself to express her gratitude.

The ingredients in the refrigerator are very sufficient, most of them were bought by Qin Yanchen in person this morning.

Seeing Qiao Ansheng busy in the kitchen alone, Qin Yanchen didn't go forward to stop him.

First, Qiao Ansheng looks nothing serious now, and secondly, taking photos has been delayed a lot of time. He has to go upstairs to continue to deal with the important work at hand, and he really has no time to prepare supper again...

only.

Qin Yanchen looked at the beautiful figure who was wearing apron with his back to him, his eyes slightly shrunk.

Today's family photo is not so much a wish as a small wish, but rather a wish of his own.

Take a family photo...

This is something he had always wanted to do four years ago but was unable to accomplish in the end.

...

The sky gets darker.

With Qiao Yuan watching TV in the living room, he worked alone in the kitchen for two hours, and Qiao Ansheng finished today's dinner.

On the dining table, the freshly baked dishes were steaming with heat, seductive.

"How do you taste this braised mandarin fish taste? I'm the first time I cook, and the taste may not necessarily satisfy you."

After serving the last dish soup to the table, Qiao Ansheng asked at the man sitting in the main seat with some anticipation.

She remembered that Qin Yanchen used to like this dish, so she made it specifically today!

However, she actually doesn't make this dish very much, and now she feels a little nervous, afraid that what she cooks is not as good as Qin Yanchen's appetite.

"Not the first time."

Qin Yanchen looked at the table full of dishes, but suddenly said this sentence from his mouth.

Then, he stretched his chopsticks towards the braised mandarin fish.

But after hearing this, Qiao Ansheng was slightly stunned.

Not the first time...

What's not the first time?

After thinking about it repeatedly for a while, Qiao Ansheng suddenly remembered that it seemed that it was indeed not the first time she cooked for Qin Yanchen.

However, Qin Yanchen didn't eat the table of dishes she cooked last time, and finally poured them all.

Qiao Ansheng felt a little sad, but he didn't think much about it.

But she didn't know that the dishes she thought were thrown away were actually all into someone's stomach.

After seeing Qin Yanchen eating the dishes silently, she raised her hand and picked up the dishes for Qiao Yuan: "A Yuan, eat more, sister has also made what you like!"

"Sister, it's so delicious!"

Qiao Yuan's cheeks were bulging and he ate very happily.

When Qiao Ansheng heard this, his eyes were doting: "If you eat more, eat more."

I just feel very relieved.

Since Qiao Yuan came here, the atmosphere at home has become much more harmonious and lively.

"Brother-in-law, you don't know. I was sick before and had a bad appetite. In order to let me eat more, I cooked for me in a variety of ways every day. Look, her cooking skills have come up? Now that the cooking is so delicious, you can go to a restaurant outside as a scoop!"

Halfway through the meal, Qiao Yuan suddenly spoke up and talked about the past.

The food in the hospital is very healthy, but the taste is very average. For people who are sick, they cannot arouse a trace of appetite at all, and their appetite can only decrease sharply.

But don't eat it, and the body cannot absorb nutrients in time.

So in order to let him eat more, Qiao Ansheng made meals every day and ran to the hospital to study various recipes online, just to let him eat more each meal.

At the same time, cooking skills have grown rapidly.

"Okay, can't you keep your mouth shut for a meal?"

Qiao Ansheng said with a slight whisper, not wanting to mention his own affairs at the dining table.

Her younger brother didn't know, but she knew that Qin Yanchen wouldn't even want to know what she had in the past and what she is now. If she continued to talk about it, it would only embarrass her situation.

This topic was interrupted by Qiao Ansheng.

But Qin Yanchen felt a little uncomfortable now.

From Qiao Yuan's words, we can tell that Qiao Ansheng has worked so hard for the past four years... He has to go to school and take care of his younger brother, and also find a way to bear the medical expenses. How did she survive?

Since it was so hard, why did you give yourself the check for one million?

...

Late at night, everything is silent.

The light and shadow in the bedroom are dim, and there is a silence.

Qiao Ansheng lay in the soft quilt, and for the first time he took off all the burden on his body. He let himself share the same bed with the man beside him without any worries, but he no longer had to worry.

Every time she is her safe period.

The man beside her can do nothing, so she can naturally sleep peacefully.

But these days of the month, it is not very uncomfortable. Whether it is sleeping on your lie down or sleeping on your side, you can't find the most comfortable sleeping position...

Covering with a soft and warm quilt, Qiao Ansheng tossed and turned underneath, stirring up the man who was originally close to him, and now he had to open his eyes.

But Qiao Ansheng is still unknown.

Still moving around in the quilt, I didn't notice how the movement of the man who unconsciously rubbed against her was gradually disturbing the pool of spring water while she was flipping, and how it made the man's eyes look more and more intense and difficult to transform...

When Qiao Ansheng turned his body again and threw his hair with a faint fragrance on the man's chest, Qin Yanchen, who had been tense and endured for a long time, finally let out a "wow" and lifted the quilt and suddenly got out of bed.

Qiao Ansheng was stunned, then subconsciously asked, "Where are you going? Are you still going to work in the study so late?"

Little up from the quilt, Qiao Ansheng looked surprised, thinking that Qin Yanchen suddenly remembered that there was something important that he had not handled properly, so he got up in the middle of the night and worked diligently.

The atmosphere in the room was inexplicably stagnant.

Qin Yanchen turned his back to the head of the bed, and in his usual cold tone, he was a little inexplicably irritated: "I'll go to the bathroom to take a cold shower."

Qiao Ansheng: “…”

Take a cold shower?

In this winter when even snow can’t melt?

Are you planning to freeze yourself into a severe cold?

Thinking of this, Qiao Ansheng frowned and became more and more puzzled. He was about to persuade him, but when the first tone overflowed from her throat, she was suddenly stunned, as if she realized something.

Looking at the man's broad back, she opened her mouth, but she didn't make a last sound, but her face gradually became a little hot.

Then he retracted his body back into the quilt, lay down as usual, and never dared to move around again!

Listening to the sudden sound of disappearing in his ears, Qin Yanchen sighed lightly, feeling angry and helpless, and no longer said that on purpose, he raised his legs and walked towards the bathroom.
Chapter completed!