my husband is crazy

"Brother Chuan is really a good and pure boy."

Ling Xiran hugged Qin Buchuan, and praised Qin Buchuan without changing his expression.She rubbed and touched his back with her hands, thinking how this child was raised, and he has raised a whole body of soft and tender flesh.

"You're kneading pimples, buddy." Not to be outdone, Qin Buchuan touched Ling Xiran's body with his hand, but stroked it up and down, and stopped at Ling Xiran's ribs. He touched it with his fingers, and there seemed to be no meat on each rib. Just a layer of skin attached.

Qin Buchuan immediately felt pity, opened his mouth and said pitifully: "Look at you, Brother Ran, you must be very picky eaters, look, your body is like a skinny stick, I feel my hands tremble when I touch it. "

Ling Xiran's decency—everything that was hit by the word "skin hemp pole" can be said to be completely broken into scum, and it can no longer be seen when the wind blows.

He grinded his back molars, this Qin Buchuan, every time when he had just had some good feelings for him—even when he had some love, he could use very inappropriate words that could be called flattering. A crush of affection and love.

"Hey, I'm so sorry." Ling Xiran was angry, and smiled angrily. He pinched a small piece of meat on Qin Buchuan's back, twisted it left and right, and said in a gentle and shy tone, "Your hand hurts so much." No, let me rub and blow it for you?"

"Hey, hey!" Qin Buchuan hissed, like a big earthworm, twisting his soft body, Ling Xiran let go, feeling as if something had rolled in his arms Great dough.

"Do it as you say!" Qin Buchuan stretched out his hand, and didn't go behind his back and rubbed the piece of flesh that was twisted vigorously. After thinking about it, he curled his lips and scolded Ling Xiran: "Stinger, but brother, your heart is so serious!" Only the needle—the point is so big! As big as a big girl!"

After Ling Xiran finished screwing, he felt a little regretful. It was the first time to screw someone like this, which was against the education he had received since he was a child.

He received his grandmother's education since he was a child, which is the way of a gentleman. Others see him as good-looking, and he speaks softly. When he stops there, his temperament is restrained and quiet, and he looks like a little gentleman.

But he knew that with his sick and weak body, he was a boy, but he was raised in a boudoir for eleven years just like Miss Jiaojiao.The people around him all hold him, love him, and love him very sincerely—who doesn't love him.

It's still the same reason, Ling Xiran grows up like this can arouse people's pity and love for him.

Even this kind of love and affection is not divided into ages, from an 80-year-old old lady to a seven- or eight-year-old child, anyone who sees him will like him.Even Qin Buchuan, when meeting him for the first time, would call him "little brother" in a soft voice.

Growing up in such an atmosphere, what was taught was the way of a gentleman, and what was taught was the five virtues and four virtues, but it was useless——Ling Xiran had a clear heart.

The only similarity between him and a gentleman is his superficial appearance - this appearance looks like a gentleman.

But his heart is sensitive and lonely. Everyone loves him and spoils him. His heart has nothing to do with the scenery and the five virtues. He is just a spoiled child, a spoiled child. Holding a child who loves but is not satisfied.

What he wants, what he needs, he doesn't know, but he knows that he is alone, and this loneliness no one knows.

Qin Buchuan was peacefully embraced by Ling Xiran, Ling Xiran suddenly fell silent, and he was also quiet for a while, closing his eyes and trying to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway, thinking about it, he suspected that he hid in the closet and slept all afternoon. They all slept clean.

Qin Buchuan couldn't sleep. He used to flip pancakes on the bed when he couldn't sleep.

But now it is different from the past, when someone is sleeping next to him, he is determined to make a fuss, how nice it is, with someone beside him, he can't fall asleep, and he can't sleep with him, anyway, don't think about it, what if he wants to sleep manage.

"Brother Ran." Qin Buchuan shouted, and then stopped.Ling Xiran didn't sleep, she was a little sleepy before going to bed, but she wasn't sleepy when lying here, but now she was feeling sad.

After much deliberation, no one knows what he really wants, so he came to the conclusion that a beautiful child like him is probably the only one who is different from ordinary people. What is the difference? If he says he is beautiful, he dare not exaggerate. There are still people who don't eat his skin.

But he is different from ordinary people, so he comforted himself that he is an unparalleled treasure in the world, and if he doesn't know what he wants, then the mortals in this world certainly don't know either.

Who made him so beautiful, since he has such a heavenly temperament, he can only endure the loneliness that mortals don't know!

Qin Buchuan yelled, stopped for half a minute, and didn't see Ling Xiran returning to him, so he crawled up, put his face in front of Ling Xiran's face, and came face to face, only to see Ling Xiran opened his eyes and was not asleep, staring blankly at him. Looking forward, as if thinking about something and fascinated.

Qin Buchuan shouted again: "Ling Xiran? Brother Xiran? Brother Ran!" Still no response, Qin Buchuan pushed him, and then Ling Xiran blinked, lowered his head slowly, with sadness in his eyes: "Ah? "

"Tsk." Qin Buchuan commented consciously and pertinently: "Brother Ran, why are you acting like an idiot? I looked at it, and it is very similar to the mentally retarded child mentioned in the book."

Ling Xiran blinked again, and went through the words "mentally retarded" in his mind, adding the cause and effect, he was talking about him, he thought for a few seconds, and said to Qin Buchuan: "Qin Buchuan your mother fucked! Such an embarrassment!"

Qin Buchuan was scolded by his mother, and he didn't feel that he was scolded at all. With a hey hey smile, he got down again and nestled in the arms of his younger brother Ling Xiran, who was not wide but thin. He wrapped his arms around his waist, knowing that there was someone beside him. Like him, he couldn't fall asleep, so he hummed a song happily.I can't tell what the tune is, it's just a child's blind humming.

The narcissism in Ling Xiran's mind was also hit to the back of his head by the words mentally retarded. He calmed down and sighed.He is precocious and precocious, and he also feels that sometimes he has some ideas that are inexplicable and unreasonable.

His hands were still on Qin Buchuan's back, and there were a pair of soft chubby hands on his waist. As he felt it, his goodwill and love for Qin Buchuan suddenly returned.

The little bird was dead, a poor little creature.And the one in his arms, isn't it also a young creature, and this creature is extraordinarily cute, not to mention the softness all over, the face is also cute and lovable like a standard child.

"Brother Chuan." Ling Xiran wanted to be his elder brother again, stroked his back, remembered a question he had forgotten, and had an answer in his mind, but he still asked, "On your back, Where did these red marks come from?"

He asked, and before Qin Buchuan could answer, a cold sadness arose in his heart, as if his limbs were frozen. He thought, if Brother Chuan accidentally fell, knocked, or touched him, how much would it be? good.