my husband is crazy

Qin Buchuan stared at Ling Xiran, his big eyes were originally full of anger, but when facing Ling Xiran's deep and cold black pupils, the anger slowly faded and finally turned into a expressionless face.

Ling Xiran always felt that he was reasonable, and in front of him, he was justified, and he said this because he really thought so, and when he thought this way, he felt that there was nothing wrong with such thinking.

Qin Buchuan and him looked at each other expressionlessly for a while, then burst out laughing, reached out to touch the corner of his mouth, and shook his head with a smile: "Brother Ran, don't be like this, you really look sullen." It's a bit scary, but you look good with a sullen face."

Ling Xiran frowned, and spoke softly, and the moment his voice softened, it meant that he was really angry.Ling Xiran asked softly: "What are you laughing at?"

Qin Buchuan pushed him away, sat up by himself, and Erlang raised his legs, giggling in an unscrupulous way: "Oh, why don't you cry if you don't laugh?"

"And don't be angry, what's the point of being angry? It's all my fault, my fault—brother! Don't be angry!"

As Qin Buchuan said, he turned around again, put his limbs on the bed, climbed up in front of Ling Xiran, put his hands around Brother Ran's neck, kissed him on the face, and touched Ling Xiran's eyes.

Ling Xiran closed his eyes, unmoved, and said coldly, "Who did you learn this from?"

Qin Buchuan lowered his head, untied his shirt with both hands, and pursed his mouth: "Who did I learn from? I didn't learn from anyone! You feel your conscience, since you were young, you have always been stern and angry, isn't it always Shall I subdue you first?"

Qin Buchuan said this lightly and unseriously, it was a witty remark, saying that he had finished unbuttoning Ling Xiran.Ling Xiran's fair and flat chest was completely exposed, and her two red nipples suddenly met the cool air in April, and there was a physiological reaction trembling, and they stood up spontaneously when no one touched them.

Qin Buchuan pressed his face to this fair chest obsessively, first rubbing the tip of his nose randomly, it was the warm breath on Brother Ran's body.After smelling enough, I put my mouth on it, sticking out the tip of my tongue from the collarbone, licking and biting greedily all the way down, while pinching Brother Ran’s nipple with both hands, kneading and crushing it with my fingertips .When the two little things hardened, he changed his mouth, curled his tongue nimbly, bit his teeth lightly, and finally began to suck with relish.

Ling Xiran pulled the boy's hair, groaned, and forced the panting into his throat, and said coldly in a hoarse voice, "I don't have any milk, so you don't have to suck it."

Qin Buchuan loosened his mouth, blushed and ignored him, buried his head down to untie his pants, Ling Xiran pulled his hair and did not let go: "Brother Chuan, why did you become like this?"

Qin Buchuan was stunned for a moment, and pressed his hand to Ling Xiran's place, which was already half soft and half hard. He looked up at Ling Xiran, but Ling Xiran's face was as white as ever, and the corners of his eyes and brows were as cold as frost. status.

"How am I?"

Qin Buchuan was a little taken aback.

Ling Xiran put both hands under his armpits, lifted him up, and made Qin Buchuan straighten up to face him. He had a serious face and became a serious big brother: "I said, you shouldn't always go out to play, Where have you been, these things, who else have you done to? Who else has done to you?"

The smile on Qin Buchuan's face slowly disappeared, and Ling Xiran's eyes slowly revealed a sad look: "My words, now, I know it hasn't come true, you only have me now, but you love to play so much, you often walk by the river —Why do you convince me that you don't get your feet wet?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Buchuan lost the smile on his face, and a fierce light gradually appeared in his eyes, "Brother Ran, do you mean this by what you said—you mean, I will one day want to sleeping with someone else?"

Ling Xiran blinked, feeling the pain in his heart. Downstairs, Ma Xiangzhuo recited another poem aloud. It was a lingering and sad love poem. Ling Xiran could hear a bitterness. I didn't have puberty, and I didn't have puberty when I was seventeen or eighteen. Now I'm 21, and I suddenly worry about the gain and loss of the person in front of me.

He finally found out that Qin Buchuan didn't have his grandma, and he wasn't his heaven or his land. He might be the only, only brother, but Qin Buchuan still had the only sister-in-law, the only brother, and in the future, the only nephew or Niece, and his ever-energy playful spirit.

In short, he is not his property, he has legs, can walk and run, he is not willing to stay with him in the mansion for a long time, he will despise him as boring, living a colorless life at a young age.

fraud.His legs should be broken, so that he can't take care of himself in bed, and he will know who is sincere to him.

Ling Xiran murmured in his heart, it was rare that he didn't lose his temper this time, because love, maybe it was love, was not pure love after all.

What else, friendship, family affection, possessiveness, paranoia, Ling Xiran feels responsible for Qin Buchuan, he is his brother, his lover, his partner, his best friend, his childhood sweetheart, and even His parents——During Qin Buchuan's growing up without parents, Ling Xiran believed that he occasionally played these roles.

Are these feelings all fermented into love now?

No, now these feelings are blended together, engraved in the bones and blood over the years, it is more complex and deeper than love, than family, than friendship, it is what makes him willing to die for this person, forever and ever The feeling of being together for a long time.

Ling Xiran softened her voice, realizing the importance of this person in front of him to him, and the important thing must not be lost, finally condescending and coaxing Qin Buchuan.

"Brother Chuan, what fun is there outside, isn't it good to be with my brother? The two of us, just the two of us, aren't we happy together? We've been together like this since we were young, why are you always not happy now?" with me?"

"It's not good."

Qin Buchuan jumped out of the bed, shook his head, and then cursed: "You fucking Ling Xiran, if you don't work for a day, your bones will itch, won't you? I won't coax you anymore! Damn, I've been coaxing you since I was a child You still know that you are the elder brother? You are the elder brother, why don’t you coax me? What you said just now, you——did you call me lewd in a corner, and I’m an idiot to your mother!”

After finishing speaking, Qin Buchuan turned around and ran out. Ling Xiran reacted quickly. This was the first time Qin Buchuan had said such serious words to him since he was a child. He caught up with Qin Buchuan in two steps.

Ling Xiran opened his arms and hugged him from behind, nervous and angry: "Don't scold my mother!"

He said again: "I didn't say you are lewd, well, sometimes you really like this thing too much, it's fine for the two of us in front of my eyes, but when you are outside, I can't see you, when I think that others will take advantage of it You are cheap, or you take advantage of others, I feel uncomfortable!"

Qin Buchuan lowered his head, and went to break Ling Xiran's fingers, one by one: "Ling Xiran, are you embarrassed to say these words? You are embarrassed! When I don't understand anything, who always rubs against me? I'm only fifteen. That year You fucked me! The two of us—how dare you!"

Ling Xiran was dumb, and it was rare for him to feel that he was being unreasonable. It was the first time in his life that he spoke embarrassingly or even submissively: "At that time, I was only seventeen. Besides, besides, didn't you have a good time?"

"Great your head! Butt hurts!"

Qin Buchuan broke it hard, Ling Xiran hissed, Qin Buchuan broke his hand this time and ran away without saying a word, Ling Xiran chased after him rubbing his fingers, all the way to the bottom of the wall, Qin Buchuan climbed up in two or three steps Wall, turned back to their own yard.

Ling Xiran moved his ears, and Qin Buchuan also removed the ladder at the other end.

Ling Xiran anxiously used both hands and feet to climb over the wall, but he had no skills and skills, except for the one-handed wall gray man who never left the ground more than an inch.He walked back in disgrace, Ma Xiang Zhuo Songshi's voice stopped in his ear, replaced by a shrill female voice talking to him, as if they had started arguing.

Ling Xiran didn't wash his hands either, and went out from the gate to find Qin Buchuan. Regarding the matter next door, he walked a few steps to the Qin's mansion, only to see that the iron gate of the mansion was closed tightly.

He wanted to go in, but the concierge smiled bitterly: "Master Ling, it's really not that I won't open it for you. The young master said, I will let you in. He still has the right to change the concierge at home. It all depends on my food, please understand me."

Ling Xiran had no choice but to turn around and go back to her home. After turning around and walking two steps, a man and a woman came in front of her.

The woman was dressed in a green dress, carrying a small green parasol on her shoulders, and the man was dressed in a white suit, followed by a black car.

The woman was Feng Lili, and when she saw Ling Xiran running over in front of Ma Xiangzhuo without restraint, Ling Xiran saw the two of them wanting to leave immediately, and stopped in her tracks.

"Mistral!" Feng Lili ran up to Ling Xiran unreservedly, holding her skirt and umbrella, and came back reservedly after standing still, covering her mouth with a shy smile, "What a coincidence, I met you here, I think This is fate!"

Ma Xiangzhuo walked over with his hands in his hands, and smiled slowly: "Miss Feng, what a coincidence, you ran into him in front of Mistraling's house, wow! This is really the most coincidental thing I've ever heard !"

Feng Lili blushed, and glared at Ma Xiangzhuo angrily from one side of her face: "Do you know who my father is? My father is—"

Ma Xiangzhuo waved his hand and raised his voice: "Hi! Do you know who my dad is?"

Of course Feng Lili knew, and without a word, Ma Xiangzhuo giggled: "You and I, don't compare yourself to your father, are you at the same level? What is there to compare, no one can beat the other."

Ling Xiran looked at these two people and thought for a while, Bi Dad?I deeply feel that sending the two people in front of me to describe them in two words, it really couldn't be more suitable!