my husband is crazy

Ling Xiran woke up at seven o'clock as usual, and did not move after waking up. He lowered his head, and a furry head rested on his chest. ups and downs.

The morning light was already good at this time, and it was a very bright and bright day. Ling Xiran's bed was not near the window, but the window curtains were not drawn. The bed was covered with a piece of bright sunlight.

Ling Xiran moved towards the side of the bed, and put Brother Chuan's arm around his waist instead.

With a little distance from this person, he was able to stare at this person carefully.

Ling Xiran stared at his face first, and found that Brother Chuan's cheeks were slightly swollen, and there was flesh on his face.

Brother Chuan is cute even if he is fatter, and he is even more immature and childish.Thinner is handsome and pure and cute. Once he is thinner, he has a rather sharp chin, and a pair of big eyes filled with a lake-like clear sparkle, which is as naughty and cute as a little boy.

Qin Buchuan was nineteen years old, but Ling Xiran looked at him and always felt that this was his little boy Qin Buchuan who liked to climb trees and climb houses after him.

He thought, when did he know each other, when he was 11 years old.

At that time, he was eleven and Qin Buchuan was nine years old. It seemed that the beginning of their acquaintance was not very happy.

Ling Xiran thought, there are several decades in life, if you are lucky, there are still five or six decades, if you are not lucky, no one will know, maybe there will be an accident tomorrow, so this life will come to an abrupt end.

Isn't there a famous saying that says——

Tomorrow or accident, you never know which will come first.

Ling Xiran frowned, and said "Bah bah" twice, thinking to himself that Tong Yanwuji was blown away by the strong wind, what was he thinking, why was he thinking so pessimistically, tomorrow's events are tomorrow's events, future events are future events, What is he thinking so much about?

How could he be so pessimistic.

Ling Xiran stretched out his hand and touched Brother Chuan's face. He said softly, "Brother can't die, brother must live well. Xiao Chuan, your eldest brother has his own family, his own wife and his own children. It seems that there will be three or four children in the future, and if you are like this, although your eldest brother is a good person, his energy should be spent on his children and his wife."

"Xiao Chuan." Ling Xiran wiped his nose and said with a soft smile, "I can't die before you, otherwise, who will take care of you!"

After he finished speaking, he thought that he was thinking in the long run, and he was also a very responsible person.

Feeling sore in his heart again, he wiped his eyes and wiped away two tears.He looked at Brother Chuan who was sleeping soundly like a little pig, and said with a sigh, "Xiao Chuan... Xiao Chuan, when will you wake up?"

"Brother misses you."