my husband is crazy

"And the past is in the past, what is there to say?"

Qin Buchuan rubbed his eyes and yawned unabashedly: "I've been playing all day, and I'm tired and sleepy. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

After Qin Buchuan finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. When he got to the edge of the stairs and raised his foot to go up, Qin Buxuan called to him again: "Xiaochuan!"

It's endless. This is—Qin Buchuan resisted his impatience and turned around, but his impatience was revealed in his tone of voice: "Brother, tell me."

Qin Buxuan looked at him: "Everything about Dad's funeral, we two brothers—"

"I don't understand." Qin Buchuan listened to the beginning, and replied decisively, he didn't understand these things, brother, you can be responsible alone, don't worry about me. "

Qin Buxuan had nothing to say, so Qin Buchuan quickened his pace, he was almost sleepy, he wanted to sleep the most!

Qin Huaizhong's memorial service was held on the third day after Qin Buxuan's return. The Qin family's current business is not as good as it used to be in Tianjin after the two parties left.But the prestige of a century-old clan still exists, not to mention that Qin Buxuan entered the military field at a young age, even if Qin Huaizhong died, no one would underestimate Qin Buchuan and Qin Buxuan.

Qin Buchuan has been dodging for the past two days, he knows nothing but playing, but Qin Buxuan and Zhang Xiufen wanted him to deal with Qin Huaizhong's funeral. Seeing this, Qin Buchuan ran faster than a rabbit, jumping over the wall to hide Arrived at Ling Xiran.

When Ling Xiran heard that his elder brother came back, he couldn't control the look of joy on his face for a moment, and said with joy, "Your elder brother is back, and your sister-in-law is accompanied by someone now. You should move in and live with me."

"It's not like he won't leave when he comes back. He's going to leave next week after half a month's bereavement leave."

Qin Buchuan was lying on the bed, holding the golden vase of plums in his hand, casually flipped through the pages and saw that Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing had met for the first time, Pan Jinlian dropped the fork and hit Ximen Qing's head.

Qin Buchuan laughed heartily when he saw it. Ling Xiran thought that this kid had seen something indescribable. He took the chair around in front of the desk and looked at him.

Fortunately, even such an incompetent younger brother is willing to have him, and he is willing to take it for a long time, forever and ever.

"Can't you read some serious books?"

Ling Xiran put on the face of a big brother and began to persuade.

Qin Buchuan was so overwhelmed by hearing Ling Xiran's words and so on that he didn't care. He clasped the book and looked at Ling Xiran with his pillow on the back of his head.

When Ximen Qing first met Pan Jinlian, he said that Pan Jinlian had black temples, emerald crescent moon eyebrows, a fragrant cherry mouth, and a straight Qiongyao nose—Qin Buchuan looked at Ling Xiran, With a slapped face in vain, black and thick long eyebrows, a straight and handsome nose, and a rosy mouth, isn't this the same appearance as Pan Jinlian?

"Hahahahaha one by one"

Qin Buchuan rolled on the bed, laughed out loud, his cheeks were sore from laughing, Ling Xiran looked at it inexplicably, shook his head and commented: "You can't be taught, you, fortunately, I am willing to take it!"

After speaking, he turned back with his chair and continued to bend over his desk to start his great novel career.

Qin Buchuan laughed enough, and pulled the book over. He had read the book once, and this time he turned over the pages that were written about that matter.

After reading a few pages, he reached into his pants with one hand, held his dick and stroked it up and down, and jumped off the bed after touching it for a while. Ling Xiran was concentrating on writing, when Qin Buchuan dragged the back of the chair to forcefully The person took the chair and pulled it back a meter.

"Qin Buchuan!" Ling Xiran uttered angrily with his first and last name, and then the voice stopped. Qin Buchuan stripped off his lower body neatly, lifted his legs and sat on top of him, hugging his neck and facing his. His face was kissed and licked like a big dog.

"Are you a dog?"

Ling Xiran was drooling from being kissed, Qin Buchuan moved his head down, started to kiss his neck, kept untying his slit with his hands, and finally kissed his chest, licking and biting a red bead of his breast.

Ling Xiran held his head with one hand, and sighed seriously: "You shouldn't read that kind of book in broad daylight." The other hand had already plunged into Qin Buchuan's plump buttocks.

He poked his fingers in, and then slowly squeezed and massaged the acupuncture point. After he poked his two fingers in and pressed it again, Qin Buchuan let go, hugged him and rubbed against him continuously: "Brother! Good brother! Hurry up." Come in! I'm sick!"

Ling Xiran pulled out his finger and patted his buttocks: "Now you are a good brother! Why don't you be a good brother and show me, you don't listen to me!"

"Stingy brother..."

Qin Buchuan stood on tiptoe, murmured to support himself, his butt was a little away from Ling Xiran's thigh, and he unbuttoned his pants, and the thing bounced straight out, so he sat down with support, but his legs were so weak , Sliding over with a small mouth several times.

"Brother!"

Qin Buchuan's anxious eyes were red, his whole body turned pink and his body was burning with desire, and his small mouth was already wet. He eagerly wanted his good brother's stick to soothe him.

"Sometimes I look at you one by one" Ling Xiran opened his buttocks with one hand, supported his work with the other hand, straightened his waist up and just entered the head, Qin Buchuan sat down impatiently, straight Straightforwardly, he swallowed Ling Xiran's thing tightly, raised his neck, and let out a long and comfortable sigh.

"I don't think you're good enough for me." Ling Xiran gnawed on the fair and slender neck, bit Chuan brother's Adam's apple lightly, and muttered to himself vaguely.

Qin Buchuan's whole body convulsed from comfort, his toes trembled, he didn't hear his brother Ran's words, and couldn't hear clearly, Ling Xiran's words were too vague.

After Ling Xiran gnawed on the neck, she continued to suck and bite down the neck, and the bottom began to open and close. When the two of them got into the bathtub and soaked in the hot water, they both looked satisfied after eating.

Qin Buchuan lay in his arms with his head up, looking at Ling Xiran's handsome chin and crow-black temples, no matter how you looked at them, they were indescribably beautiful.

Ling Xiran lowered his head and patted his head: "What are you smirking at?"

Qin Buchuan touched the corner of his mouth: "Huh? I really laughed."

"Looking at your good looks, why are you laughing?"

Qin Buchuan continued to laugh, and began to laugh in an unscrupulous way.

Ling Xiran looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Qin Buchuan only had a superficial appearance and could be called an advantage, but compared with him, this advantage was not worth mentioning at all. He really felt that Qin Buchuan was not worthy of him.

But who in this world is worthy of him?Then Ling Xiran can only be worthy of Ling Xiran if there is another Ling Xiran.

But this must be absolutely impossible, Ling Xiran knew that there was only one him in the world, he looked at Qin Buchuan, he slowly hugged Brother Chuan's arm, and said softly, "Brother Chuan, brother loves you. "

Qin Buchuan's grumbling smile turned into a giggle, he raised his hand and took a ball of water, and replied loudly to Ling Xiran: "Brother Ran, I love you too! I love you to death! You look so cute You're beautiful, I've never seen anyone more beautiful than you."

Ling Xiran only regarded his previous words as an answer and the latter as a compliment, so he was very satisfied with Qin Buchuan's words. He nodded, thinking that even though Qin Buchuan didn't seem worthy of him, he loved him—he loved him, That alone is enough to make him worthy of him.

Once the day was over, Qin Buchuan put on a black suit and went to Qin Huaizhong's funeral the next day.

Uncle and Uncle could only come back in the afternoon, and there was an endless stream of mourners in the morning, but there were very few relatives of the deceased in the mourning hall, only Qin Buxuan, Zhang Xiufen and Qin Buchuan.

Of the three, Qin Buxuan was the only one with a sad face and obvious mourning. Qin Buxuan could not find comfort from his younger brother. For the past two days, he buried himself in his wife's arms and cried every night. His father was a good father to him, although he always got together when he grew up. Less is more, but when something happens to him, Dad is always the first to rush to help him solve it.

Qin Buxuan knew that without such a father, there would be no one to rely on in the future.

He will always be someone else's reliance, his wife's, brother's, and future children's, and his reliance has returned to dust.

He grew up and transformed again, after becoming an adult, marrying a wife at the age of 22, and now that his father died, he finally completely transformed into a man with no retreat.

Zhang Xiufen didn't know about her husband's changes, her complexion was not very good, she was a little weak and pale, and she always seemed to lack effort in comforting her husband.She didn't do this on purpose, but she had an inexplicable appetite for the past two days. She wanted to find a doctor to see her and was rushing about her father-in-law's funeral, so she planned to go to the doctor after the funeral.

Unexpectedly, she vomited up after eating porridge this morning, and now she is standing in the mourning hall watching the mourners going back and forth, already crumbling.

Qin Buchuan was in the same nonchalant attitude from beginning to end, and people came in a continuous stream to mourn Qin Huaizhong, and then came to say goodbye to the three of them.

Both Zhang Xiufen and Qin Buxuan were speechless. Qin Buchuan thanked the visitor with a superficial sadness, but it had the opposite effect without knowing it. His sister-in-law and brother compared him to the truth that he was not sad at all.

Ling Xiran came over at eleven o'clock in the morning, wearing black trousers and a white shirt. It was a bit hot today, so he rolled up his sleeves twice, until he reached his elbows.Ling Xiran also didn't see mourning, and even had a faint hostility towards Qin Huaizhong. He couldn't even express his condolences for Qin Huaizhong's death.

But he has always been expressionless and indifferent, with a cold face, everyone can't see what kind of feelings he has.

Ling Xiran put a white flower in front of Qin Huaizhong's photo without burning a bunch of incense, and walked in front of Qin Buxuan and the others.

He nodded to Qin Buxuan and Zhang Xiufen in unison: "My condolences."

Qin Buxuan supported his wife, and already noticed that she was not feeling well. He thanked Ling Xiran, and Ling Xiran stepped forward and stood in front of Qin Buchuan, showing a fleeting smile, and said very politely, "My condolences."

Qin Buchuan leaned forward slightly, just as he was about to say something, there was a sound of crackling footsteps - this man walked very fast.

Qin Buchuan didn't say anything, the tip of his nose smelled of perfume first, Ling Xiran was bumped by someone, and someone had already taken Ling Xiran's place to hold his hands, and this person wept exaggeratedly: "Mister Qin, my condolences!" !"

Qin Buchuan opened his mouth wide, and Ma Xiangzhuo grinned. Thinking of his father's death, he laughed ass, and the smile braked in time to turn to grief and sorrow.

Nai He turned too suddenly, and finally turned into a grimace that was half smiling, half crying.

"Mister Qin, I'm here to see you, look at you, don't be so surprised——"

"Aqiu—!"

Ma Xiangzhuo wiped the drool on his face, let go, and cried with aggrieved face: "It's all saliva!"

Qin Buchuan held his nose and took two steps back. He really wanted to back off when he saw this person. After taking two steps, Qin Buchuan's voice came out in a buzzing voice: "What perfume are you wearing? It makes my nose itch!"