my husband is crazy

After this incident, the two young boys often touch each other together, Qin Buchuan is a young boy who is not yet sensible, but Ling Xiran should know shame and manners.

But regarding this kind of thing, Ling Xiran's attitude overlapped with his hopeless narcissism.

Boys of Ling Xiran's age know about the sex between men and women in bed, and they should think of women without exception.However, Ling Xiran thinks that he is unparalleled and a treasure, so he looks down on people, men and women, and thinks that no one is worthy of him.

Let him think about women—he just feels tainted and taken advantage of.

Looking at it this way, Ling Xiran's world is only divided into relatives and people other than Brother Chuan.Other people are people who are not worth caring about, and they are all people he is too lazy to get close to.

There is no need to share this kind of thing with relatives, this kind of thing is always comfortable, so it is better to touch each other with Brother Chuan, in short, he is unwilling and too lazy to find someone who is not close to him to do such an intimate thing.

Qin Buchuan, a fluffy kid, knows everything and nothing. He has been rubbed by Ling Xiran on the bed a lot. He hasn't passed out his sperm yet, so he already understands some of the subtleties.

Therefore, seeing the words of the principal of Nankai Girls' Middle School in the newspaper, the husband and wife thought of bare buttocks, and from bare buttocks, they thought of what men and women would do in bed, so they laughed.

After laughing, he pulled back his wandering thoughts, returned to Principal Zhang Boling's words, nodded, rested his chin on Ling Xiran's shoulder, and said in agreement: "I think what you said makes sense. Don't say anything else, just Look at my uncle and uncle, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and the money is getting more and more, and the new concubines are getting younger and more beautiful. The last time I saw Shao Yuanbaosheng and the others, I heard that the uncle ate too much wine and the aunt When we started arguing, I said harshly that I have long since despised my aunt."

"Men's hearts are always cold, unlike women, one heart is always so easily tied to another's heart." Ling Xiran shook the newspaper, turned the page, and was stunned after speaking.

Qin Buchuan looked at him, wondering how he came out with these words, he said it in an old-fashioned way, and he seemed to be full of emotion, but Ling Xiran was clearly a boy who hadn't even slept with a woman.

The more Qin Buchuan thought about it, the more he felt that Ling Xiran was amused, so he put his arms around Ling Xiran's neck tightly, so that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they were tightly pressed together.

Qin Buchuan laughed loudly, and burst into tears: "Brother Ran, you are only so old, and you seem to understand what you said. It wasn't me who said it. Didn't your words include me and you? We grew up together. I'm grown up, I'm a man, so are you and I cold people too?"

Ling Xiran thought about it carefully, came up with a stomach full of bitterness, and sighed sadly.

After Qin Buchuan finished laughing, he wiped away his tears and saw Ling Xiran frowning. His face was delicate and fair, his lips were red and his brows were dark.When I was a child, I was a child that everyone loved and cherished when I saw her. Now that I am a young boy, I have become a beauty that is okay if you don’t look at it, but you can’t take your eyes off it if you look at it.

The more Qin Buchuan watched, the more he felt that Ling Xiran was beautiful, so he kissed this beauty first, and when the kiss was over, Ling Xiran didn't get angry, but just frowned and scolded him: "Drool!"

"Why are you sighing, why are you frowning?" Qin Buchuan stretched out his hand and wiped Ling Xiran's face, "Brother, don't frown, it's very painful when you frown."

"Slick bastard talk." Ling Xiran opened his eyebrows, and began to reprimand his younger brother in an old-fashioned way, "You study, I think you will read it into the dog's stomach after ten years of reading, why are you talking nonsense every day? Did you not read the books assigned to you seriously? How many books did you read on the book list given to you?"

When Qin Buchuan listened to and read the books, although the miscellaneous books seemed quite interesting, the books arranged by brother Xiran were not interesting and made people feel deeply disgusted.

He twisted his tongue around, let go of the hand around Ling Xiran's neck, went back to the table, picked up the pen and continued to copy the words, muttering in his mouth: "Hey, why are you frowning? Why are you talking about reading again? Are you doing this again?" , I won't talk to you in the future."

Ling Xiran put down the newspaper, picked up the coffee and drank the bottom. After hearing Qin Buchuan's muttering, he didn't know if the coffee was bitter or what, so he continued to frown, and after a while, he explained the reason in a low voice.

"Brother Chuan, good brother, brother, I—I feel bitter."

Qin Buchuan stuttered the pen tip of his imitation handwriting. After hearing this, he didn't really care about Ling Xiran very much. For five years, Ling Xiran used to come once a month to mourn the spring and autumn, which really drained his concern.He turned the pen, raised his head slightly, and squinted at Ling Xiran: "Brother, what's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?"

"I think I will die alone in the future." Ling Xiran suffered a lot this time, and it was very unpredictable, "Everyone likes me, but I think everyone likes me. They are all the same, you said that I will find a partner in the future, at least someone like me, but can I find it? Obviously I can’t find it, so I can only be single until I grow old.”

"People like you—" Qin Buchuan stopped turning his pen, and was dumbfounded when he heard it. The pen rolled onto the table with a thud, and after rolling a few times, he didn't pick it up, but he opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly, and turned his head away. He looked at Ling Xiran.

Seeing the bitter sincerity on Ling Xiran's face, he slowly said the second half of the sentence: "What kind of person is it?"

Ling Xiran sighed deeply: "Peerless in the world, a treasure in the world."

Qin Buchuan's mouth turned from half open to a round one. He thought that the big deal was because he heard words such as banishing immortals descending to earth, romantic and suave, and Yushu Linfeng, but he didn't expect to underestimate Ling Xiran.

He also sighed, didn't know what to say, just took back the pen and buried his head to continue practicing handwriting, he didn't want to talk anymore, feeling that Ling Xiran's narcissistic problem could not be cured.

After Ling Xiran finished speaking, he couldn't wait for Qin Buchuan's reply, so he got up and strolled to his side, bent his head and put his head next to his younger brother's head, watching how Qin Buchuan's handwriting was practiced, it was more than neat and had no aura, it seemed that he was just like a human being The gold and jade on the outside are ruined in it.

"Brother Ran." Qin Buchuan was writing, and opened his mouth in a cold voice. He turned his head, and Ling Xiran was still reading his handwriting, thinking that his younger brother had one-tenth of his eagerness to learn, which would be enough for him to be thankful. .

After Qin Buchuan shouted, he wanted to say that your narcissism should be corrected.

But looking sideways at Ling Xiran quietly, the slender eyelashes, the straight nose, the lines of the side face - none of them are perfect individually, nor are they perfect when put together on this person's face.

But when this person is combined, you can't help but breathe lightly and stop your heartbeat when you look at it, thinking that he is so beautiful.

Then Ling Xiran is narcissistic.Qin Buchuan stopped writing. With his appearance like this, even if narcissism becomes a neuropathy, he is still a neuropathy with enough capital to be narcissistic.

"Brother Ran, let's go have breakfast." Qin Buchuan dropped his pen, stood up and down with a smile, jumped two meters away from the chair, and ran out after speaking. Ling Xiran reached out to grab him, but missed, and followed in two or three steps He leaves the bedroom.

After chasing to the outside, Qin Buchuan had already put on his coat, and waved to him: "Hurry up, brother, if you don't go, grandma thinks we won't eat with her this morning."

Ling Xiran took the coat handed over by the servant, and while putting it on, he shook his head and scolded him: "Is there a nail growing on the stool! You haven't even finished practicing a page of calligraphy while sitting there!"