your glory my sniper

It's the evening rush hour.

A white Tesla with a tail number of four or six, speeding up at every turn in a crowd of slow-moving traffic, was outrageously arrogant.

Yu Jianglan was sitting in the co-pilot, frowning and looking at Ling Jibei, who was slamming on the gas pedal, "Can you drive a little more steadily? I feel like throwing up."

Ling Jibei was about to overtake another car. Hearing this, he hurriedly turned the wheels to straighten the front of the car, and lined up in an orderly manner.

He glanced at Yu Jianglan's face, it turned slightly pale, so he shook his hand with concern: "What's the matter, Brother Lan, are you motion sick?"

Yu Jianglan didn't speak, but leaned against the back of the chair with his face sideways, and his Adam's apple rolled in depression, it seemed that he was really uncomfortable.

"Do you want to throw up?"

Ling Jibei held the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed Yu Jianglan's fingers with the other, with a smile on his face: "It's okay Ang, it's okay Brother Lan, if you want to vomit, just vomit in my car, I'm serious, vomit It’s fine anywhere, you can spit on me, let’s not hold back~”

Goo—

Yu Jianglan put his hands on his stomach and cleared his throat, but the next second his stomach screamed again.

Googooo—

Ling Jibei smiled and asked, "Ha, are you hungry?"

Yu Jianglan raised her lips: "From morning to now, I have eaten half a hamburger."

"Why, just wait for this meal with me at night?" Ling Jibei said with a smile on his face, while opening the glove box in front of the co-driver, he took out a box of biscuits and handed it to Yu Jianglan: "First put Pamper your stomach, it will take a while to get there, don't give me Brother Lan to be hungry, it hurts."

I will say it.

Strawberry Bear Cookies.

Yu Jianglan took it, took it around in his hand, and laughed in a low voice: "Do you like this?"

Ling Jibei blinked his eyes, as if he had no confidence: "...Ah, what's the matter..."

"Look at what you like to eat, plum candy, bear biscuits, or strawberry flavor." Yu Jianglan smiled indulgently, "My Lingling is still a little girl."

Although the prefix "my family" made Ling Jibei wag his tail, he still couldn't accept Yu Jianglan calling him childish and a bitch.

Ling girl fried her hair: "Tsk, why do I love bear biscuits, and what about strawberry flavor, don't you eat strawberries? Come on, tell me what you like to eat, and let me know, real men eat it too What snacks?"

Yu Jianglan smiled, "Real men don't eat snacks."

"..." Ling Jibei was at a loss for words, but in the next second his eyes stared at Yu Jianglan's hand, watching him put a bear biscuit into his mouth, "Hey? I slapped my face, does it hurt? Really The man ate the bear biscuit!!!"

"You drive and watch the road." Yu Jianglan reminded him lightly, then took out another biscuit from the bag and handed it to Ling Jibei's mouth, "Eat one."

Ling Jibei closed his mouth tightly, the biscuit was stuck between his two lips, and he was determined not to open it a bit: "I won't eat it, don't give it to me!"

He didn't know what he looked like, and thought it was Yu Jianglan who was feeding him poison.

Yu Jianglan had no choice but to take it back and put it in his mouth.

Two crunching sounds.

Only then did Ling Jibei relax his lips, looking happy and proud: "I am a real man today, you are not, hehe~"

"Besides, the biscuit was drool on me just now, and you ate it! You just tried to kiss me in a different way~haha~"

So naive...

Yu Jianglan shook his head, grabbed another handful from the bag, and gave a perfunctory "oh".

He doesn't understand the joy of children's imagination.

The car wobbled for another half a day, and Yu Jianglan was almost starving.

He asked Ling Jibei: "Real man, how long will it be before I can come to your house, and will I have something to eat when I arrive?"

Ling Jibei glanced at the time, only to realize that it was almost seven o'clock, and couldn't help but feel a little frustrated: "Hey, the real man originally planned to make food for you when he got home, and he thinks it's more meaningful to have a first date like this .”

Yu Jianglan's smile froze on his face, and he spit out a few words: "It's absolutely unnecessary."

Ling Jibei was anxious when he heard that: "The porridge last time couldn't represent my level, Brother Lan, give me another chance."

"Give you another chance to kill your husband with poison?"

"Poison-kill-pro-husband." Ling Jibei read out word by word, pondering carefully: "Dear...husband...husband?"

Yu Jianglan choked abruptly: "Cough cough cough...shut up."

"Ah? Why are you so fierce, Brother Lan, are you unhappy?" Ling Jibei was completely disappointed by his reaction, "I read in those novels, how many old Gong would almost think of being bald if he wanted to hear this title, but you Okay, I took the initiative to call you and scolded me."

He pretended to be pitiful, and softly drew a long ending: "Brother Lan, do you not like me~"

In fact, Ling Jibei didn't say the most direct thing in his heart. What he wanted to say was: I've done everything, and I'm still shy.

Yu Jianglan closed his eyes, adjusted the back of the chair, relaxed his waist, and his face was as calm as water: "It's all done, just talk nonsense."

Ling Jibei: "Brother Lan, are you the roundworm in my stomach! How can you always speak the voice from the bottom of my heart!"

Yu Jianglan's words were startling: "Perhaps... knowing a son is better than a father?"

Ling Jibei: "Father Lan, will you always like Ling Beibi in the future?"

There was reluctance in Yu Jianglan's tone: "One radish and one hole, since it has been planted in your hole, then we can only make do with it."

Ling Jibei smirked: "Brother Lan, recognize yourself. It's not easy for a carrot as big as you to find a hole."

Yu Jianglan understood that he was talking yellow, but ignored him, and silently pushed his chair back again.

Sudden back pain.

Not only the waist, but also the tingling pain of the tailbone went up along the nerves.

He turned his face to the window and inhaled lightly.

He heard someone next to him ask him: "Brother Lan, what do you want to eat? Chinese food or Western food? I'll let them prepare it."

Yu Jianglan was a little absent-minded: "Let's have Chinese food, keep it simple, just eat whatever you want."

Ling Jibei nodded, took out his mobile phone to call his aunt, and asked, "Which cuisine?"

Yu Jianglan: "Don't bother, just fry some shredded potatoes and tomato eggs."

Ling Jibei didn't see the crouching and discomfort of the people around him, and continued with a smile: "It's made by a professional five-star chef. Can we order a little more high-end food?"

Yu Jianglan's voice was much softer: "I don't know how to order, don't waste too much."

Ling Jibei took a look at him, thinking that the latter was motion sick again, so he didn't bother him anymore, and called his aunt directly.

He made some instructions about the dinner arrangements, and when he was about to hang up, he specifically told his aunt not to stay at his house at night.

Although the nanny's room and the worker's room are far away from the master's room, and they even take different elevators, they are always connected. Ling Jibei doesn't want anyone to disturb the two-person world of him and Yu Jianglan.

But he didn't expect that when he made this request, the aunt didn't agree immediately, but said to him hesitantly: "Xiao Ling... I have something... Aunt Chen wants to discuss it with you..."

Ling Jibei frowned: "Say it."

Aunt Chen: "My daughter Xiaoyue, you know, I always mentioned it to you before, she is a self-media live broadcaster, one year younger than you..."

Ling Jibei subconsciously thought that she was going to introduce someone to him: "It's not Aunt Chen, I drive, I usually don't chat while driving, if it's nothing important..."

Yu Jianglan secretly smiled at the side, the old double standard, the person who was just talking about the talk show there just now can't chat while driving again.

Aunt Chen: "That's right, Xiaoyue is doing a special live show recently, which is to record the three days and three nights life of the top mansion in real time."

Ling Jibei: "Ah? What is it?"

Aunt Chen: "It's been two and a half days now, and it's only the last night. The live broadcast will end at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. I also asked Mrs. Ling for instructions. She agreed and I let Xiaoyue come. Look... "

Ling Jibei was resisting all over his body: "Aunt Chen, I'm really not doing well today. You know I'm not the kind of person, because I brought friends back today, so it's not convenient for anyone. Especially your daughter is still doing the live broadcast, really no."

"Hey, I didn't agree with Xiaoyue's coming here at first, but I discussed it with your mother later. After she agreed, Xiaoyue was very happy. She also worked very hard to broadcast live for two days, and she didn't eat well..." Aunt Chen Started to play emotional cards: "Xiaoyue is in the area over the nanny's room on the first floor. I don't go to the main hall or the second floor. I promise not to disturb you. Just beg you as Aunt Chen, and you understand me as a mother." of…"

"Well... let's prepare the meal first." Ling Jibei had never been begged in such a tone by his elders, he was clearly determined enough in his heart, but he just didn't know how to say no, it was almost worse than eating a fly.

Aunt Chen was very happy: "Hey! The order has been given to the chef, and I'm making it. Thank you, Xiaoling. You don't know, Xiaoyue is still your fan..."

...

Ling Jibei hung up the phone, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he thumped his thigh hard: "What kind of thing is this?"

"What's the matter?" Yu Jianglan put together the fragments of Ling Jibei's phone call just now in his mind, guessing: "Is someone at your house?"

"That's right! My aunt has something to do with my mother. This guy, her daughter uses my house for the live broadcast? She said she will live broadcast until [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, what's wrong with it!" Ling Jibei yelled.

Yu Jianglan looked at his angry look, and smiled: "You didn't have such a face on the phone just now, and you are quite polite."

"Then I can't scold her! She begs me so much, what should I do, I'm so annoying!"

"What live broadcast?" Yu Jianglan asked.

"Hehe, I've watched that woman's live broadcast. It's not serious at all. Nine of the ten videos are showing off their wealth. What are the conditions? Fuck!"

Ling Jibei still couldn't accept it, but he was too embarrassed to speak too decisively, so he picked up the phone again.

Yu Jianglan looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Ling Jibei: "I'll call my mom! I'll let my mom settle this matter!"

Yu Jianglan stopped him and snatched his mobile phone: "How old is Ling Juying, and I still need to find my mother when I encounter any problems."

"Give it to me, I'm a giant baby, I can't stand when I'm with you, there's someone live next to me!"

"I won't do it today," Yu Jianglan looked at him, without hiding it, and said in a low voice, "My waist hurts so much, go to your house, you can rub it for me, and then I will hug you to sleep, stop tossing, Ang? "

Ling Jibei was still angry, but his eyes softened obviously. He glanced at Yu Jianglan, and his eyes were pierced by the sweat on his forehead.

He originally thought that Yu Jianglan said that to comfort him, but now that he saw it like this...

Brother Lan really hurts.

All of a sudden, he lost his mind. Ling Jibei held the steering wheel and drove forward silently. The air was so quiet for a few minutes.

Ling Jibei suddenly said: "Brother Lan, when are you going to have surgery..."

"I have an appointment with the doctor, in a few days..."

"You always pass a few days, a few days?" Ling Jibei became serious, and stopped the car by the side of the road with a fast wheel, his eyes couldn't help but get wet for a moment.

"You used to say you were afraid, but now that you have me, you are still afraid, so it's the same with me or without me. I can't change anything, right?"

"I will take care of you..." Ling Jibei said hoarsely, suddenly a little sad, seeing Yu Jianglan leaning there helplessly and panting, his heart ached even more: "Really, I will push you if you can't stand up. Wheelchair, if you can’t go to the toilet, I’ll change your diaper, if you can’t play games or work, I’ll support you for the rest of your life, what are you afraid of?”

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid I can't fly higher with you.

I'm afraid, I will hold you back.

Yu Jianglan was slightly stunned, staring at Ling Jibei's teary eyes, before lowering his gaze for a long time: "I'll go for an examination tomorrow."

Ling Jibei loosened his seat belt, wrapped his arms around his neck, hugged him deeply, and gently wiped his tears on his shoulders. "Not afraid, Brother Lan is not afraid."

Yu Jianglan raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Well, don't be afraid."

作者有话要说：本来想写剧情的，可不知道怎么肥四，这章写着写着就不受控制，这对话互动写到停不下来，也是想让澜哥和凌凌多说说话啦，弱弱希望大家可以食用愉快吧～感谢在2021-03-2808:39:35~2021-03-2920:51:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Atsushi Nakajima, Black and White Sesame Dumplings, and one soft father;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Xia Feng and I are both passers-by with a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!