After getting married, my husband became my instructor

Chapter 33

The beeping sound of the communication meter was inaudible in the noisy voices and music. Lin Muchuan was dizzy after drinking, and his breathing was a little hot. He only felt something moving on his leg.

He frowned slightly, and moved his legs uncomfortably, trying to shake the thing away, but the other party got even worse and hit his waist directly.

At this time, Lin Muchuan was also awakened by the sound of the communication meter, and raised his head from the table while connected: "Hello..."

"Mom said she didn't see you coming home, where did you go when you weren't at home?"

Lin Muchuan was a little dazed when he heard the voice, as if he didn't know this person at all, that hand suddenly pinched his waist, he was stunned for a moment, looked down in a daze, and was suddenly startled, He grabbed that hand and stared at the person next to him, motionless.

Beside him was a young man wearing glasses, who looked like the kind of wretched and sullen man. Seeing that Lin Muchuan found him, he unabashedly stretched out his hand to hug him: "Baby, are you bored sitting here alone? Don't brother play with you?"

While he was talking, that hand was still protruding on his waist through a layer of clothes, Lin Muchuan opened his slightly drunken eyes and looked at him motionlessly.

"..." Han Qian, who was communicating with him, paused when he heard the voice over there, and asked coldly, "Where are you?"

Lin Muchuan was stunned for a long time without replying, and when he realized the situation in front of him, he immediately grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it hard without saying a word.

"Ah!" The young man felt like his entire palm was almost broken after being pinched by him like this, and when Lin Muchuan let go of him, he immediately withdrew his hand and stared at him angrily: "You still have a big temper, let's see how I mess with you! "

He thought that Lin Muchuan was just drunk and had strong hands. With an unyielding energy, he pushed the person down on the sofa, and the whole person sat on it, reaching out to pull his indigo T-shirt. shirt.

There are relatively few people here, and there are some people who are watching the excitement around. Seeing the passion here, they all booed at once. Han Qian heard his voice from the other side. No reply.

He was pressed by that person, his drunken mind was not very sharp, it took him a while to react, he grabbed the hand of the person pulling his clothes, turned over and pushed him off, pursing his lips in displeasure He raised his fist and punched him in the face.

The man let out an ouch, and the glasses on his face shattered in an instant, and a few pieces fell into his eyes, which made him cry out in pain.

"Why the hell are you still beating people?"

"That's right, it's just to play with you, what's more serious!"

The man's two friends quickly became unhappy, and rushed up to pull him away to check the young man's injuries.

On the other end of the communication table: "...Twilight?"

Lin Muchuan was pulled away by them, dazed for a moment, and quickly rushed up with the strength of alcohol, pushed the two people away, raised his hand, and punched the other eye of the man.

The man just sat up when he was punched and fell down again.

"Fuck!" His friend was annoyed, and glared at Lin Muchuan: "Did you come here for a fight? I don't think you can take a few punches with your small body, so go get a glass of wine to apologize to your brothers. "

Seeing that he was handsome, the three of them didn't want to argue with him at first, but Lin Muchuan was drunk now, and felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to find a place for himself. For a moment, he didn't know where the courage came from, and grabbed a glass of wine from the side , knocked on the table, the glass shattered and the wine splashed all over the floor.

He grabbed the broken wine glass and handed it over, and said blankly, "I'll drink it for you."

"..." Han Qian hadn't cut off the contact yet, listening to the movement on his side, he was secretly anxious, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Muchuan, where are you now!"

When he called out his first and last names, Lin Muchuan was a little scared, and he replied stammeringly: "I'm in...that commercial street...of...House ......who are you?"

"Don't cut off the signal." Han Qian didn't have time to tell him, and immediately left Han's house and drove over in a spaceship.

"Hello? Hello?" Lin Muchuan was so drunk that he didn't know where this person was talking to him, and he was still holding a broken wine glass in his hand and insisted on passing wine to someone.

"I think he is really drunk and has no friends around, why don't you just take him away..." The three of them exchanged glances, and quickly moved towards Lin Muchuan with a tacit understanding.

Lin Muchuan stood there clutching a broken wine glass dangling unsteadily, but two people snatched the wine glass away, set it up and took it outside.

"What are you doing... don't touch me!" Lin Muchuan sensed that these people were planning to plot something wrong, so he stopped and bent his elbows to hit the chest of the man on the right, then took another step to the right, raised his leg to push He kicked hard at the waist of the man on the left.

The two of them retreated to the side screaming in pain, and the young man behind rushed forward with two swollen eyes: "I won't believe you if I don't make you tame and tame you today!"

As soon as he touched Lin Muchuan's shoulder with one hand, the latter shook his shoulder vigilantly, and quickly pulled his arm, and suddenly there was a powerful shoulder fall.

With a slap, the young man was slammed to the ground, grinning his teeth while clutching the pain in his broken back.

"What's this for?"

"I don't know, it just started fighting all of a sudden."

"It seems that those men want to take advantage of him..."

Surrounded by some theatergoers, Lin Muchuan stood motionless, watching the two people regain their composure, and rushing forward feeling ashamed, trying to get back on the stage.

Lin Muchuan bent down to avoid the man's punch, passed behind him and pulled him with his backhand, twisted his arm and spun behind him, and when the man bent down in pain, he elbowed him on the back again.

The man let out a muffled grunt, almost vomiting blood from being pushed by him.

Another person also rushed up, this time he had no other interest, and was full of desire to save himself some face and come back.

He came head-on with a punch, Lin Muchuan let go of the man's hand, his responsive body swayed to the right, stretched out his right foot, thrust, tripped between his legs, threw him to the ground, and took advantage of the situation Kneeling down, with the force of the sinking body, he slammed into his ribs hard.

The man let out a scream, and in the blink of an eye, all three of them were injured and defeated.

"Fuck, it's amazing."

"Three can't beat one, it's a shame."

"This small body is quite explosive."

"It looks like you have practiced it, you can't judge by appearance..."

As soon as Lin Muchuan finished with a handsome posture, he narrowed his hazy eyes and shook his head...and fell down.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Shen Qingbangdi had just jumped halfway, and when he saw something happening here, he was worried about Lin Muchuan, so he came over to take a look, but he really didn't see anyone at the place where they were sitting, and they saw people gathered here to discuss It was hot, so I looked away from the crowd...

"Twilight!"

Seeing Lin Muchuan lying on top of that person, Shen Qing was shocked. He thought something happened, so he ran over to help him up, and scolded the person on the ground without saying a word: "You put my Mu What's wrong with Mu! You bastard!"

After saying that, he helped Lin Muchuan stand up, raised his leg and stomped on the man hard.

The man covered his chest with his hands. He was so hurt that he couldn't speak. He didn't know how to tell him that he was the one who was beaten.

Shen Qing supported Lin Muchuan and wanted to go out of the crowd, but the other two people recovered their strength, rushed forward and grabbed them and refused to let them go, making things difficult for them: "Your friend beat us up like this, you are not allowed to leave unless you pay for the medical expenses!"

"That's right, why hit someone for no reason!"

The two opened their eyes and talked nonsense, and sang together, Shen Qing frowned, looked at the drunken man in his arms and asked, "Mu Mu, did you hit them?"

"..." The contact has not been broken, Han Qian listened to the movement on his side, and within 10 minutes, he arrived at Ruisi Commercial Street, passed by several nearby bars, and finally found this House Bar .

He took off his military jacket when he went out, and he was only wearing a white shirt and military trousers, which was not so conspicuous.

When he rushed into the bar to find someone, he happened to see a group of people surrounding him, and in line with the movement from the other end of the communication table, Han Qian walked there with definite steps.

Lin Muchuan lay on Shen Qing's shoulder, pursed his mouth, and complained angrily and aggrieved: "He touched me!"

"..." Han Qian who rushed over just heard this sentence, and his expression darkened.

Shen Qing was instantly annoyed when he heard that, he turned around and pointed at the man's nose and asked, "Did you touch my Mu Mu?!"

"I didn't!" The man beat him to death and refused to admit it.

Shen Qing continued to scold: "I think you look like a dog, why... cold... cold..."

As he was talking, his eyes suddenly widened, watching a tall man striding towards from the crowd, pulling Lin Muchuan over from his arms.

Lin Muchuan shook his body, hit his head on a solid chest, and immediately struggled resolutely: "You want to touch me again! I'll hit you!"

As he said that, he really started to move his hands, and threw his fist at him.

Han Qian was angry in his heart, cut off the communication with him, put one arm around his waist, wrapped his big hand around the fist he swung, stared down at his drunken red face and said coldly: "It's me."

"...Huh?" Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Muchuan raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, stared at him for a long time as if he remembered who he was, and suddenly hugged him hehe Laughed twice: "It's you..."

"..." Han Qian stared at him in a daze, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Han Qian was considered a half-public figure in Pumi, and many people around him had already recognized him, and they kept talking about him.

Shen Qing was also at a loss, how could this Han Qian suddenly appear here?Then Chu Chen should have gone home too?

Han Qian just rushed home after finishing his work at the base, but he didn't see Lin Muchuan when he got home, and when he asked his mother and younger brother, he said he didn't see anyone at all, so he hurriedly called Lin Muchuan's communication number to ask Condition.

With one arm around the person in his arms, he walked towards the young man, and asked in an extremely cold voice, "Which hand touched it?"

With two swollen eyes on his face, the young man trembled in place, never expecting to see an officer of Han Qian's level in this kind of place, and seeing him hugging Lin Muchuan, he was even more astonished for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Han Qian walked up without saying a word, clasped his right hand and folded it hard.

The young man let out a cry, his legs softened and he fell to his knees.

The other two troublemakers held their hands where they hurt from Lin Muchuan's beating, and took a step back in fear, not daring to step forward.

Han Qian withdrew his hand, glanced coldly at the stunned Shen Qing beside him, then strode outside with the drunken man in his arms.

"Hey..." Shen Qing still wanted to say something, but in the current situation...he felt that it was better for him not to do useless things.

Lin Muchuan was carried out of the bar by his arms. Han Qian left quickly and hurriedly. He was so drunk that his legs were heavy and he couldn't keep up with him, so he just stayed where he was and refused to leave.

Without any hesitation, Han Qian hugged him with both hands, and led them directly to the No. 1 airfield on Ruisi Commercial Street.

Opening the door of the spaceship, he walked in with the man in his arms, and let him lie down in the bedroom at the back. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and went to the front with a sullen face to control the spaceship to take off.

The spaceship rose slowly from the airfield, drove steadily all the way, and soon arrived at Han's house.

Han Qian parked the spaceship, then picked him up again and went down.

At this point, Mrs. Han was already asleep, Han Angry had finally had a two-day holiday, and was sitting in the living room playing games, when she suddenly saw Han Qian walking in with someone in her arms, she was stunned for a moment.

After seeing clearly the red face in his arms and the smell of alcohol gradually spreading in the air, he said in surprise, "Drunk?"

With a cold face, Han Qian told her to go to bed early, and then walked upstairs with her in his arms.

Han Angrily stared at his brother's back for a moment, then lowered his head again and played the game intently.

The bedroom door closed slowly, Han Qian hugged him and walked to the bed, threw him on the soft big bed, sweated profusely after a toss, stood by the bed and slowly unbuttoned the clothes on his chest Kou heats up: "Tell me, why did you go to the bar?"

Lin Muchuan was in a daze, and he was so comfortable on the bed that he didn't want to move, and he didn't answer him.

Han Qian frowned and squatted down beside the bed, took off his shoes, then went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe his face.

Lin Muchuan raised his face, obediently held his head by him, and wiped it gently.

Han Qian frowned and looked at him in a daze of drunkenness: "How much did you drink, how did you get so drunk? Was that person your friend just now?"

He was talking about Shen Qing.

Lin Muchuan was so drunk that he didn't understand who he was talking about, so he lay on his lap and reached out to touch him curiously: "Who are you?"

Han Qian: "..."

Well, I don't know myself anymore, it seems that I am really drunk and stupid.

He grabbed that restless hand, suddenly had a bad idea in his heart, stared at his blushing face and whispered: "I am your husband."

Lin Muchuan opened a pair of slightly drunken eyes and stared at him in confusion: "Husband?"

"Yeah." Han Qian held his breath, and slowly induced him: "Husband."

"Husband." Lin Muchuan stared at him with a pair of drunken eyes, and followed him with his mouth open.

"Good boy." Han Qian was happy in his heart, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and lowered his head to kiss his cheek lightly.

"Hmm... a little uncomfortable." Lin Muchuan frowned, suddenly felt a sense of discomfort in his chest, got up from the bed neatly, and lay down on the edge of the bed as if to vomit.

Han Qian sat next to him and looked at him worriedly. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see him vomit, so he got up to get a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged him into his arms, and brought the glass to his lips to feed him. Him: "Drink water."

Lin Muchuan frowned and opened his mouth to drink in extreme discomfort. He stopped drinking half of the drink, so Han Qian had no choice but to put the water glass on the bedside table, and hugged him to get up: "Will you take a bath?"

Lin Muchuan squinted his eyes and shook his head in resistance when he heard the words: "I don't want to take a bath, I'm so tired..."

Han Qian pinched his nose, and said in a solemn tone, "What if you don't take a shower, you smell like cigarettes and alcohol in bars."

Hearing what he said, Lin Muchuan became even more unhappy, and swayed in his arms and refused to go down: "I won't wash, I won't wash, I won't wash..."

Han Qian wanted to hug him and get up, but he grabbed the bed sheet tightly with both hands, and couldn't help him no matter what.

I didn't expect my little reserved person to be so irritating when he was drunk. Han Qian had no choice but to sit on the bed and hug him, and he began to question: "That person in the bar touches... Where are you?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Lin Muchuan frowned, patted his leg unhappily and said, "Touch me here...and here..."

He said and patted his waist again.

"But I hit him, hehe..."

Listening to his words, Han Qian's complexion darkened little by little, and seeing him smiling so foolishly by himself made him even more angry.

A place he had never touched, was given tofu by others?

Han Qianqi's head is about to fall off.

Lin Muchuan leaned in front of him, feeling that his chest was heaving a little bit, couldn't help reaching out his hand curiously to touch it, trying to get in along the gap between his buttons, but the gap was too short, his hands couldn't hold it any longer. Unable to get in, he stretched out his hands in a fit of rage and tore at his clothes.

Han Qian was torn apart by him inexplicably, and his neat and clean shirt instantly became crumpled. He reached out to hold his restless little hand, stared at him and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Lin Muchuan frowned slightly, and said uncomfortably, "I'm hot..."

Han Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you tearing my clothes?"

Lin Muchuan frowned when he heard what he said, and seemed to think that what he said made sense, so he grabbed his shirt with both hands, lay on his chest, squinted obediently and did not move.

Han Qian didn't want to let him go, so he pinched his face with one hand and lifted it up, coaxing him again: "If it's hot, kissing won't be hot."

Lin Muchuan squinted a pair of blurred eyes, and looked at him in confusion: "...Where are you kissing?"

Han Qian continued to coax in a low voice: "Kiss my lips."

Lin Muchuan raised his blushing face, stared at him for a moment, then frowned suddenly, turned his head away in disgust, and softly refused: "No..."

"..." Seeing his disgusted expression, Han Qian suddenly choked up.

However, Commander Han has the potential to be a mangy dog, and he continued to coax people with nice words: "Really, if you don't believe me, try it."

"...um...well then..." Lin Muchuan frowned and thought about it, as if he had finally thought of something, grabbed his clothes with both hands, She raised her head and pursed her lips hard to touch his lips.

Han Qian patiently waited for him to come up to him by himself, waiting and waiting... only to see that Lin Muchuan suddenly tilted his head, lying on his chest without warning, and closed his eyes tightly.

Han Qian: "..."

Is it too late to sleep?

He sat there for a long time without slowing down, and it took him a long time to see the reality clearly, he sighed and gently put him down on the bed, went to the bathroom to get a towel and walked to the bedside, and wiped his body carefully for the sleeping person. , worked all night before falling asleep with peace of mind in my arms.

The author has something to say: After making sacrifices, only Kiss remains, and the original version has been revised.

ps This chapter is [-] words, you say I am not good (support)

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Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Dongfeng 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [Nutrient Solution]: 10 bottles of light in the smoke of the painting boat;

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