The sand sculpture attacked him and was addicted to the plot of dog blood

When Qi Ran went downstairs, Zhou Lihua had already been waiting in the living room for a long time.

The woman was dressed extravagantly, and she wanted to hang jewelry and necklaces all over her body, which weighed heavily on her not plump, thin body. The red high-heeled shoes stepped on the light-colored carpet in the living room, like blood.

Qi Ran took a look and couldn't help frowning.

He glanced at the hot tea on the tea table, turned to Uncle Wang and said, "Uncle Wang, how can you treat Mrs. Zhou with this kind of tea?"

Uncle Wang nodded: "Yes, I'll change it right away."

As soon as Zhou Lihua saw him, her smile piled up, and she spread her blood-smeared red lips: "Young Master Qi, don't bother, this tea is quite delicious."

There was a circle of lipstick on the edge of the teacup.

Qi Ran shook his head and said to Uncle Wang: "This green tea is a new tea this year. It's too tender and not suitable for Mrs. Zhou. Go and treat the Chen... old green tea that our family has treasured for many years."

Zhou Lihua was stunned, the smile froze on her face.

The old green tea was delivered quickly, and Qi Ranke sat politely on the sofa opposite, and signaled very gentlemanly: "Please, Mrs. Zhou, the family members were ignorant before, and didn't know that this kind of tea that has been preserved for many years is worthy of you. "

Zhou Lihua: "..."

Qi Ran: "Why doesn't Mrs. Zhou drink?"

Holding her breath, Zhou Lihua picked up the tea that had been put away for many years and was about to expire. Looking at the tea fragments floating in it, she gritted her teeth and drank it.

Qi Ran smiled politely, "Why does Mrs. Zhou think about coming to visit today? My parents are not at home, so please forgive me if the reception is not good."

"Master Qi is too polite."

"It's so hot today."

Qi Ran leaned on the sofa, unbuttoned the neckline, and pulled down the skirt, revealing bright red bruises.

Weilan, who stood silently by the side, stared wide-eyed.

Qi Ran looked at Wei Lan and said, "This is my future brother-in-law, right? Oh, yes, Yanyan was tired last night and couldn't get out of bed. She couldn't entertain my aunt with me. Please forgive me."

Get off... can't get out of bed?

Zhou Lihua's expression was complicated, and Wei Lan was also stunned.

But Wei Lan is a minor after all, and as a brother-in-law, Qi Ran doesn't intend to let the child know too much about the adult affairs.

He smiled and said to Wei Lan: "Your brother is upstairs in the room, why don't you go and see him?"

Reflexively, Weilan took two steps forward in a hurry, then stomped his feet again, and glanced back at Zhou Lihua.

Zhou Lihua tried her best to smile: "Go, go and see your brother, remember what I told you?"

Wei Lan timidly nodded.

After getting permission, he hurriedly followed Uncle Wang upstairs.

Sure enough, Weiyan's younger brother might not be pussyed by Zhou Lihua all the year round.

Qi Ran still remembers the incident where he and Weiyan were caught raping in the hotel, but luckily he was the one who was in the room at that time.

Thinking about it now, it was a deliberate plan. At that time, Zhou Lihua kept suggesting to his parents to marry Weilan, but Weilan was still a minor. Zhou Lihua really had ulterior motives and wanted to send him to prison!

The child walked away, Qi Ran didn't bother to pretend, he took out a bottle of iced happy water and drank most of it.

Then he raised his eyes and wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips: "Mrs. Zhou, please forgive me, I can't stop taking the medicine."

"what?"

Isn't this thing Coke?

"I won't let Weiyan conceive my child so that we can inherit our Qi family business. Mrs. Zhou doesn't have to worry about it."

However, although……

What does this have to do with you binge drinking Coke?

Qi Ran seemed to have seen through Zhou Lihua's mind, smiled charmingly, opened the Baidu consultation on the mobile phone, and threw the search results in front of his aunt.

——Coke kills sperm.

Zhou Lihua glanced at the bubbling kettle on the coffee table.

"There is a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not."

Qi Ranfu thought deeply, and replied calmly: "Do you want to say that water will boil at [-] degrees, and people will die at [-] degrees? It doesn't matter, I use Google to search for the same."

……

Wei Lan was led to the bedroom, pushed open the door, and first saw the big bed that hadn't been tidied up yet, which showed the fierceness of last night.Then I saw Weiyan sitting on the rattan sofa chair by the window, holding a book and reading it leisurely.

The window was opened a crack, and a bit of warm natural wind blows in, blowing the white and light gauze curtain, shaking around Wei Yan's body.

Weiyan is handsome, dark suit pants cut straight and slender legs, and the snow-white shirt is meticulous, covering most of the skin, only a small section of the wrist, radial styloid process, and slender fingers are covered by snow-white pages and light lining. It's almost transparent.

Abstinence is seductive.

Wonderful contrast, but not against the harmony.

"elder brother."

Weilan yelled, Weiyan raised his head, nodded, and signaled him to sit down.

Just like when she was a child, Wei Lan obediently sat opposite Wei Yan, lying on the table, propping her chin, looking up at her brother.

With this glance, he frowns tightly.

With the movement of putting down the book, a few inches below Weiyan's earlobe, a charming red trace was exposed.

Even if the shirt is buttoned to the top, it cannot be covered.

The white shirt, the snow-colored skin, and the traces of red are particularly conspicuous.

Weiyan noticed his eyes, and instinctively wanted to reach out to cover them, but she held back.

He can't take it too seriously.

There is nothing in the first place, but if you have to cover it up, you will appear guilty.

Weilan is a well-behaved child, he doesn't know how to ask questions indiscriminately.

He didn't intend to explain too much.

I only asked a few questions about daily life and cared about my studies, so I didn't say anything more.

Wei Lan answered obediently, but still couldn't help but ask: "Brother, he...does he treat you well?"

Weiyan froze for a moment, but found that there was no way to answer this question.

He thought for a while before opening his mouth: "Xiao Lan, sometimes what you see may not be true, don't believe too much on the surface, and... there are many things that you, a child, should not pay attention to. What you have to do now is Live well, study hard, and I will pick you up when my brother finishes handling the matter."

child?

Wei Lan frowned, lowered her head, and stopped talking.

Even though he was going to be an adult soon, even though he was supposed to go to college next year, even though he was almost taller than his elder brother, but his elder brother always treated him as a child.

He and Qi Ran are not much different in age, but they are two completely different people.

Being educated by Weiyan, he would just bow his head in silence and choose to listen to his brother.

For Weiyan, this is very good and very worry-free.

Therefore, when Qi Ran pestered him at first, Weiyan used to treat him like he taught his younger brother, but it didn't work at all.

Weilan knows how to advance and retreat, understands etiquette, and has a sense of proportion.

Qi Ran, on the other hand, was reckless and reckless. He made a fuss, played a variety of tricks, and didn't look back when he hit the south wall.

This actually has a lot to do with the family of origin.

Ever since she was sensible, Weilan has been living under the fence of her aunt. After all, she is a child of someone else's family, and she will be praised only if she is obedient. She is used to being cautious.

Qi Ran is different, he grew up in a honeypot, loved by his family in every possible way, if life is smooth, he can even be innocent until he grows old, and he doesn't need to understand the sinister society and complicated people's hearts.

This is a difference in character.

There is also identity.

Zhou Lihua treats Weilan as an obedient and sensible child in front of others, but in private, Weilan is her will execution machine.

Because Wei's family is down and out, and she has no one to rely on, so she has the capital to dictate to this child.

When dealing with Qi Ran, who was about the same age as Weilan, she politely called him Young Master Qi, who would flatter and respect him.

Weilan is a child with a sensitive heart, he is not young, he will soon, he knows very well.

Holding the hem of the clothes with her fingers, she drooped her eyes and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and looked at Weiyan.

"Brother, did you sell your body to please the Qi family?"

Weiyan was stunned, the pages of the book were blown by the wind, and she forgot to mark which page, so she couldn't find it.

Yanli's brows and eyes slowly raised, looking at Weilan, unable to see any emotion, the vision was blurred by the light entering the window.

Does his brother think of him that way?

Wei Lan was also shocked by what he said impulsively, but after he said everything, he was in a daze, and continued to grit his teeth: "The matter of parents has passed for so many years, so what if we find out the truth? People can live are you coming?"

Weiyan, who has always been indifferent and indifferent to emotions, couldn't help raising her eyes to look at Weilan.

The way he looked at him became a little strange.

Just like the person in front of him is not his brother.

"Truth...is never meaningless."

After saying this, he lowered his eyelashes, not looking at Weilan.

The pages of the book on the desk were blown by the wind one by one, and he didn't read a single word.

"Brother, did you plan to use the Qi family long ago? Only the Qi family can bring down...uncle."

"But I grew up in my uncle's family. They have no children. As long as I am obedient, I will be able to inherit everything from the Zhao family. Can't I just wait? They are getting old, and if they are killed, everything that belongs to us will come back." Yes."

"Brother, why can't you figure it out?"

"You are my brother, the only brother!"

"Will I harm you? I just want you to be well. Don't do dangerous things. Don't sell your body again."

The boy chattered a lot, these deep thoughts should not be what a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy should have, but Wei Lan seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and even made a plan.

Weiyan feels more and more that the younger brother in front of him is strange.

It turned out that in the eyes of his younger brother, did he do anything for his purpose, even betrayed his body?

When he raised those beautiful phoenix eyes again, he only asked one sentence.

"Zhou Lihua asked you to come, what is she planning to tell me?"

Weilan choked for a moment, pursed her lips, and repeated Zhou Lihua's words to Weiyan.

"She said...to let you keep Qi Ran in check, to make him... obsessed with you, if you are not of legal marriage age, and you can't get a certificate, then get engaged first. Also, let you register your household registration with the Zhao family as soon as possible."

What he said was rather tactful, in Zhou Lihua's original words, he almost regarded Weiyan as a shameless male prostitute, who could say all kinds of seduction and entanglement, no matter how ugly it was.

Weiyan is bland, but not angry.

He just thought it was a little funny, "Is she so sure that I will be obedient?"

Wei Lan said, "Because I'm in Zhao's house."

"..."

Weilan is very clear that in this matter, she is just a hostage.

And why is he so sure that the Zhao family couple, who have no children, will give him the family business after a hundred years?

Whether or not they should treat Weilan as their son, Weilan should know that from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking of the arrest of the rape in the hotel, Weiyan still felt that Zhou Lihua could not give up that plan so easily.

He frowned, and said to Wei Lan: "If she asks you to get close to Qi Ran, you must not listen to her, protect yourself, and contact me if you have anything."

Weilan nodded muffledly, and couldn't help but say, "Brother."

"Ok?"

"You, you don't let me get close to Qi Ran, do you...do you like him?"

……

After seeing off Zhou Lihua and Wei Lan, Qi Ran returned to the room and was relieved to see Wei Yan sitting on the rattan sofa calmly, holding a book and reading quietly.

Smiling, she walked over, put her arms on both sides of the man's body, and pressed against the rattan armrest.

Breathing meets breathing, the tips of the noses almost touch each other.

"That aunt of yours is really difficult to deal with. Fortunately, it was me."

Weiyan raised the corners of her lips, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Oh? Then how did you deal with her?"

"She asked me if I had eaten. I said that I was really hungry. Lunch is being prepared, but it's just me and my brother. It's more luxurious. I'm afraid that my aunt won't be used to it, so I won't keep my aunt for dinner."

"She also asked me if I slept? I said I slept soundly. I stayed in bed until ten o'clock. I just got up. If it wasn't for my aunt's sudden visit, I could sleep a little longer."

Have you eaten or slept? They are all hints.

On the sidelines the relationship between the two, as well as the progress of development.

However, Qi Ran's brain circuit is different, and it seems that he can't understand the hints, so Zhou Lihua can't get the answer he wants no matter how he opens his mouth.

Rao Weiyan, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help laughing out loud.

The heart that was hurt by his younger brother gradually faded away.

Looking dotingly at the boy who looked like a dog asking for credit, he nodded between his eyebrows and sighed wearily.

"You..."

Qi Ran swallowed, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He stared at his brother's lips for a moment.

The voice was low and slow: "Brother, do you think I performed well? Then...can you reward me?"

Before his brother could answer, Qi Ran suddenly leaned over, and printed on the light-colored thin lips that he had been staring at for a long time.

The rose-like lips, when not uttering a knife, are fragrant, soft, cool, and have a good taste.

Qi Ran sucked and sucked in his mouth, and slowly warmed up his thin lips.

When he raised his eyes, he realized that Weiyan didn't seem to refuse his kisses now, and even felt comfortable being served, and would give some reactions.

But compared to the young man's heat, thirst and desire, the young man's reaction seemed indifferent, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, which made Qi Ran suspect that his kissing skills were not good, or... Wei Yan must have a cold personality, right? ?

He asked Weiyan as if he was cheating: "Does brother like me to kiss you?"

My brother raised his eyebrows, "Would you like the technician who presses your back in a massage shop?"

Qi Ran blushed: "It's brother, I like it."