The Brothers All Love Me

Sixteen year old boys already have some self-esteem belonging to boys.

Even if Ling Xiaoyou is young, even if he is a child who attempts to kill, he knows that a man should not easily rely on the power of women to live.

But he can't help it.

Lingkong quietly looked at his brother's face. A small face was red and his eyes were red, but he stared at himself stubbornly. The Adam's apple that had been seen was shaking gently, as if the request had exhausted his whole life.

No matter how much she hates her biological mother, but this brother is innocent after all.

"I can't decide all this. Wait a minute and I'll discuss it with him."

Looking at Lingkong opening the door and walking step by step in front of him, Liuchuan SA shrugged and glanced at Ling Xiaoyou, "why, now do you want to move into my Liuchuan house with your family?"

She kept silent for a second, then took out the agreement from her bag, and even prepared her pen. She turned to the page of terms, handed it to liuchuansa, and slowly said, "Er Shao, I didn't know about my brother before. If I ask you now and add the terms about my brother, can you agree to my request?"

Liuchuan Sa's lips finally hooked up again. He stretched out his hand, directly crossed the agreement and pen, directly pinched her chin and asked, "little girl, you didn't ignore me in my bed a few days ago."

The bottom of Lingkong's heart shook violently, but she still forced herself to look directly into the eyes of the man in front of her. Now only he can give them room for their mother and son, otherwise they will all live in the street.

Liuchuan Sa's words fell into Ling Xiaoyou's ears. He glanced at Lingkong in shock, and immediately turned red and avoided his sight.

"In the future, I'll do what you want me to do." Lingkong almost said this sentence by biting his lips. "I just ask you to give us mother and son a place to sleep, my mother's debt and my brother's life. I'll find a way by myself."

Liuchuan SA almost laughed. The angry flame suddenly lit up in his deep eyes. He forced the paper and pen in her hand to the ground, pinched her slender neck and pressed her body against the door!

"I told you, you overestimate yourself!" Liuchuan Sa's eyes could almost freeze people to death. He fiercely opened his clothes in the air, pointed to the kiss marks on her body, and asked, "how many nights can you sell me? How many times do you have to sell them to earn their living expenses?"

The cool air erodes the skin. I can't get rid of it in the air. I have to stop at the beginning. My voice is still very low, but I'm very firm. "Two little, just tell me whether you agree or not. I don't think it's necessary to say the rest!"

Liuchuan SA narrowed his eyes dangerously. With a sneer, he loosened his volley, turned and got into the car, "drive!"

Anan was stunned. He looked at Ling Xiaoyou with a red face on the left and at Ling Xiaoyou with disheveled clothes on the right. He didn't put down the handbrake for a long time.

"Are you fucking deaf? Drive!"

With a roar, Anan dared not hesitate any longer. The car went straight away, leaving a piece of dust.

He closed his eyes in the air and was shaky. He looked very thin in the early autumn morning.

Ling Xiaoyou hesitated and walked forward. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and the agreement on the ground was about to be blown away. Ling Kongkong seemed to finally be unable to hold on, and his center of gravity fell unsteadily.

Ling Xiaoyou is a little flustered. While trying to pick up the agreement, he is eager to help Ling Kongkong. Finally, when he hurriedly collects the agreement, Ling Kongkong has fallen into his arms.

One thought that an hour ago, he was still saying "don't think you can do whatever you want with this rich man" and gave her a slap in the face. Ling Xiaoyou just wanted to swing the slap he slapped out on his face at the moment.

"I'm sorry. Now I don't even have enough money to sell."

Lingkong seemed to have no strength left. She collapsed weakly in lingxiaoyou's arms. Her lips were very white and her eyelashes kept shaking, like a broken doll.

Ling Xiaoyou gritted his teeth, half propped up, took off his coat, wrapped Ling Kongkong up, and then carried her on his back.

His movements looked very skillful, as if he had been doing such things all year round. Lingkong still closed his eyes and smiled gently, "it seems that you really carry Ling rose home these years."

Ling Xiaoyou's eyes were still red. He looked up at the autumn city and felt how small and helpless he was for the first time.

In front of the red light, Anan beat the steering wheel with his fingers anxiously. He glanced at his watch. He still couldn't help but say to Liuchuan SA, who had been reading the newspaper around him: "young master, it's cool today. In addition, the direction of the hospital has always been not peaceful... Otherwise, we'd better go back."

Liuchuan SA raised his eyes from the newspaper and glanced coolly at Anan.

This glance made Anan get goose bumps, but he was really worried that Lingkong was alone and took a boy who didn't understand anything. He looked at the countdown of the red light and had a lot of things. Taking advantage of Liuchuan Sa's failure to find it, he secretly wechat his brother a Bei and asked him to take care of Lingkong.

But unexpectedly, a Bei gave him a question mark and said that the second young master had told him to do it a few minutes ago.

Anan's eyes almost pop out.

Fortunately, he can finally rest assured that the second young master of his family likes to be more awkward.

But... It seems that the second young master hasn't turned a page since he got on the bus.

Anan smiled, looked at the green signal light in front and stepped on the accelerator in a good mood.

In the hall of the hospital, the working time is coming, and the flow of people is gradually increasing.

Lingkong holds a warm soybean milk cup in her empty hand. It is the breakfast Ling Xiaoyou bought with the last bit of money. The soybean milk has been drunk, but she still holds the cup tightly, as if she were enjoying its residual temperature.

Ling Xiaoyou wanted to ask her what a 16-year-old boy could do to make money faster, but he didn't seem to have any other choice in his mind except to steal and rob.

Ling Kongkong was silent all the time. She looked at the blue and purple scratch on her wrist, lowered her eyes, and didn't move for a long time.