Uncle Farmer is a little free

Chapter 11

While cutting vegetables, he suddenly put down the knife and disappeared. Half a minute later, he appeared with a few cloves of garlic in his hand. Ten minutes later, he put the cooked fish on a plate, frowned, disappeared again, and reappeared ten seconds later with a handful of green onions in his hand.

For normal people, this is a supernatural phenomenon...

But Qin Ran was lucky, not many people saw this, and the people who saw this were very kind, and came to remind him.

'Ding dong—'the doorbell rang.

Qin Ran didn't like being interrupted just as the food was being served, and his good appetite would be affected badly.

But the lights were on at home, and the doorbell rang, so he couldn't ignore it. He sighed, and strode towards the entrance resignedly, "Who?"

"I."

He opened the door and froze.

There is a bright smiling face outside the door.

The man was dressed in youthful casual clothes, tall and well-built, with slightly dark skin and a bright smile.

He leaned against the door with one arm chicly, and winked coquettishly at him, "Hey, good evening! Do you still remember the poor man you ruthlessly threw out of the door when it was pouring rain that day?"

In a split second, really a split second, the blood vessels in Kieran's brain throbbed wildly.

He slapped his forehead with the back of his hand weakly. He should have known earlier that this child would not disappear so easily. This is a doom!

"So what if you don't remember?" Qin Ran subconsciously narrowed the gap in the door, subconsciously feeling that this man was dangerous and didn't want him to enter his private territory again.

"Mmm, it smells so good," Qian Kun sniffed, "You made fish? Why don't you invite me in to eat?"

Hold!Qin Ran cursed inwardly, but remained calm, folded his arms and narrowed his eyes, "Why should I invite you in to eat?"

"Aren't you waiting for me?"

"Fuck!" Qin Ran spat, "Waiting for you!"

Qian Kun smiled ambiguously, "In fact, under certain circumstances, the pleasure brought by the ball is not very strong. You can use my stick, which is guaranteed to be more effective than the ball." Before Kieran broke out, he added, "Of course, If you like my ball very much... I don't mind. But you can just say you like me, really, I believe you."

"I don't believe you!" Kieran felt that this child must have been sent by God to restrain him, and he could be angered by just saying anything.

However, he still felt that since he didn't plan to have a deep friendship with him, there was no need to chat, so he turned around and closed the door, "Get out!"

But the door was stuck.

Qin Ran looked at the foot stuck in the door with disbelief, why doesn't it hurt?

Qian Kun raised his eyebrows viciously, "If you don't invite me to dinner, I will tell others about the magic you just did."

"Magic?" Kieran was puzzled.

"Scallions and garlic..." Qian Kun reminded in a cold voice, slowly retracting his feet.

Pfft... Kieran had the urge to vomit blood, "Did you see that?"

"I, I, I, I saw it." Qian Kun pointed to his eyes and smiled, "Use my 2.0 eyes."

Qin Ran panicked.

He blamed himself for being careless.He was worried that the space was one of his secrets, which should not be known by others. What if the secret was leaked and the old man ignored him and lost the space?What if he is missed by the bad guys?What if he is captured by aliens and used as medical material for research?

He had thought in advance that he had to keep it a secret and couldn't tell others about it, and he was also careful not to let others see it, but he got used to it over time, and when he slacked off...

How to do?What can I do?

Qian Kun looked at Qin Ran's pale face and flustered eyes, and smiled with white teeth, "Then dear Qin Ran, can you treat me to fish?"

Qin Ran stared at Qian Kun fiercely, wishing to kill him with his eyes.

Of course, eyesight can't kill a person, he can only invite Qian Kun to come in, serve him on the table, and taste the fish he cooked carefully.

The atmosphere was eerie, and the room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of chopsticks colliding with dishes, and the slight sound of chewing.

Qian Kun's food was very delicious, and he was not stingy with his compliments, saying that this was delicious and that was delicious, and he refilled the meal three times.

And Qin Ran... stared at Qian Kun's face that he was eating and smelling delicious, with a bitter expression on his face, chewing the rice one by one, he couldn't taste the taste, just like chewing wax.

After eating, Uncle Qian Kun walked over to the sofa and sat down. He swung his toothpick with his big feet, and the large glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice that Qin Ran put there fell into his mouth.

Qin Ran looked at him angrily, dared not speak out, and went to wash the dishes bitterly.

What a day!

After being scratched by the edge of the pot, Qin Ran was in pain, uncomfortable, regretful,...

He shouldn't have led wolves into the house, no!

This guy looks like brown sugar, how to get rid of it!

After washing the dishes, Qin Ran stared at the leisurely Qian Kun in front of the TV, really angry.

Why is he so weak!

As a result, the leisurely Qian Kun directly treated him as an errand boy, "Have another drink."

Qin Ran endured the humiliation and took the empty glass from the uncle's hand, and poured another glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice.

The uncle frowned, "I don't like this, it's too sweet, let's have some cantaloupe."

Qin Ran gave him a gouging look, gritted his teeth and went to change it for him, with great force and force: drink!drink you to death!

The uncle drank it and felt refreshed. He leaned back and pointed to the remote control on the tea machine, "Bring it here."

Qin Ran squeezed the remote control and flicked it at him.

The uncle changed the channel of the football game and felt that the interest was coming. "A bottle of wine."

Qin Ran glared at him, and timidly went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer.

The uncle folded his arms and refused to answer, "I prefer white ones."

"Fuck you beep—" Qin Ran casually slapped the beer on Qian Kun's head, "What the hell are you thinking!"

Qian Kun nimbly turned his head to avoid it, and casually caught the hidden weapon, squatting on the sofa and looking at him with great interest, "Why, aren't you afraid I'll say it?"

"I just—" Qin Ran's eyes widened, "I... I... what do you want!"

Qian Kun rubbed his chin, half-closed his eyes and looked at him up and down for a long time, until his back felt cold, and then said leisurely, "I think you are really cute like this, how about it, do you have any wishes?" Living together?"

9. I share half of your bed with you...

"Me with you MB!" Qin Ran almost shouted and cursed, he was so angry that he jumped on him and wanted to beat him up.

If there is an armed conflict between two men, the outcome will naturally be... let's see who is stronger.

Although Qin Ran was older, Qian Kun said that it was like playing with his thin body.

He opened his arms towards Qin Ran's outstretched fist as if welcoming his lover...

Then, they wrestled close to each other and twisted their limbs to see who was more flexible and stronger.

Without suspense, Qian Kun held Qin Ran's two wrists and pressed them to the top of his head. He pressed his legs skillfully and lay on top of him. He was not in close contact with his body, but the distance was ambiguous enough to make the other party clearly understand. Feel your own body heat.

He leaned slightly, and said slowly in Qin Ran's ear, "I'm flattered that you are so enthusiastic."

"Shocking you—" as soon as Qin Ran opened his mouth, Qian Kun kissed him gently and quickly on the lips, winking at him, "In the future, if you swear casually... I will deal with it in this way. "

"Get the fuck out of here!" Qin Ran hid from left and right to prevent Qian Kun from getting any closer, but he was lying on the sofa and had nowhere to hide, so he was kissed again.

"Fuck—" was kissed again.

"Day you—" was kissed again.

Finally, Qin Ran became obedient and stopped talking, and only stared at Qian Kun angrily, his eyes were covered with a film of water, bright and moist.

Qian Kun caressed his side face with one hand, and kissed his cheek like a reward, "So good."

Qin Ran felt that he had never been so angry in his life, never.

Or by a brat.

He didn't feel too shy or humiliated about being taken advantage of.He is gay, not a woman, but he was kissed a few times, just as if he was bitten by a dog, it's really not a big deal.

However, he is very angry!

This is the most direct contempt and contempt for his male power!

He was held down by others like being QJ...

But it's really not good to swear anymore. One or two sentences are caused by character and forced by the situation. If he continues, it is intentional. He doesn't like to be kissed by this disgusting little ghost.

"Hey," he closed his eyes hard, trying to eliminate some hostility, although it was unlikely to be possible, he tried to speak, "Can we talk?"

Qian Kun looked at him quietly, his eyes darkened. After a while, he smiled slightly, let go of Qin Ran's hands that were no longer struggling, sat on the sofa, and leaned comfortably on the cushion with his legs crossed, "Yes."

It can be negotiated.

After standing up, Qin Ran walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of cold boiled water. He lit a cigarette and tried to calm down. Then he came back and sat down directly opposite Qian Kun.

"Qian Kun." Qin Ran said seriously.

"Huh?" Qian Kun smiled.

"We didn't know each other before, right?"

"Correct."

"Last time you came, we got along pretty well most of the time, right?"

"Correct."

"We have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the present, right?"

Qian Kun rubbed his chin, "It is."

"Okay, I apologize for the poor greeting. You are still young. If you did something wrong, I won't argue with you anymore. Can we just let it go?"

"No." Qian Kun grinned and bared his white teeth.

Qin Ran rolled his eyes, "Then what do you want?"

"I said, live together with you." Qian Kun crossed his legs and smiled gracefully.

"Hiss—" Qin Ran took a deep breath and reminded himself to be calm. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said slowly, "We don't know each other well."

"Ah."