Abduct a boy and bring him back

This is the first time for Qiao Mohan to come to the pedestrian street in the city after living most of his life. For a veteran clean freak, this simply makes him want to be rude.

There were even a few moments where he could feel his arm brushing past a certain hot girl, the man felt cold, and finally saw a family with a sparsely populated coffee shop, and immediately wanted to lift his feet to the nearby cafe. Go to a quiet place.

An inadvertent touch behind Naihe... made his eyes freeze, and he grabbed the hand that was about to reach into his pocket with his backhand.

There was only a slight pause, and the man immediately dragged him to the opposite cafe without looking back.

Even if someone paid for it, Qiao Mohan still didn't forget that he should escape from this breeding ground of bacteria!

Ling Huan stared at the man holding his hand in a daze, thousands of scenes flashed through his mind, is this a policeman from the city center?Why is the way of arresting people more skillful than his action of picking out bags...

He wept, looking at the tall and burly man in front of him, Ling Huan was silently looking for a gap to escape, and at the same time lit a row of wax for himself in his heart, he struggled tentatively and was held by Jomo The wrist in the cold hand.

As soon as he moved, Qiao Mohan turned his head sullenly, and growled, "You're not being honest!"

The man had just finished speaking irritably, when he raised his eyes and saw the white, tender and handsome high school student being dragged by him, Qiao Mohan was amazed for a moment, and at the same time wondered in his heart, could it be that the recent pickpocket appearance has been raised to this level up?

He glanced left and right, and after making sure that he had really caught the wrong person, he pushed him into the cafe door.

Ling Huan felt the air-conditioning in the cafe comfortably for a second, and was pushed to sit on the seat by the man.

The waiter came to the two of them with the list, and said in a timid voice, "Hi, what would you like to drink?"

Qiao Mohan stretched out his hand to take the guts, asked for a glass of freshly squeezed juice and sent people away, Ling Huan resigned himself to lying on the opposite side of Qiao Mohan, and said with a smile, "Hey, when will the police from the downtown area come too? Such an upscale place…”

The man frowned. Does this child regard himself as a people's policeman?

"So... are you a habitual offender?"

Ling Huan raised his head from the table and waved his hands, "How can it be, it's the first time, please ask the police uncle to raise his hand! I promise this is the first and last time..."

The old god Qiao Mohan was leaning on the comfortable single sofa and listening to his smooth tongue, "High school student?" he asked.

Looking at this handsome film police officer who seemed to be indifferent, Ling Huan felt a little powerless, "Almost, I just became a vagrant!"

"Did you even give up your studies for your sacred thief profession?" Qiao Mohan frowned even tighter. In his opinion, this handsome boy in front of him should not be such a thief with unclean hands and feet at all. touch people.

"You can really talk, but for those of us, there is no food to satisfy our hunger. How can we remember our studies? Hey, uncle, you are not a policeman... I thought I had to go to the police this time It's over!" Ling Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

The waiter brought the juice to Qiao Mohan, and then backed away. He took the straw and stirred it twice, and said, "If you're not a policeman, you don't need to be in the police station? Who gave you this illusion?"

Looking at the man's elegant movements, Ling Huan was suddenly a little dazed, but a hint of self-mockery appeared on his lips, "Hey, uncle, please let me go, let me be your cow or horse, the situation is terrible. It's not a good place to stay, otherwise, I'll stay at your door and stand guard for you?"

Qiao Mohan glanced at the big boy opposite, raised his lips and said word by word, "Our house does not lack security guards!"

Ling Huan's shoulders slumped, but he cheered himself up in his heart, and then said, "Okay, what do you lack? A cook? Or a nanny?"

The man raised his eyebrows, wanting to know whether the boy in front of him was talking about running the train or telling the truth, "Can he cook?"

Ling Huan nodded decisively, without any hesitation, "Yes, yes, do you want me? I'll be your cook for free, as long as you don't send me into the bureau..."

"You can make money by washing dishes for others, but you can't find a job if you can cook?" Qiao Mohan sneered.

Ling Huan blushed for a moment at Qiao Mohan's words, but then he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said with a smile in his tone, "I'm young and frivolous, and I accidentally went astray, uncle, don't be surprised. I won't do it next time..."

Qiao Mohan only felt pain in his ears when he heard this sentence, "Do I look old?"

"Ah?" Ling Huan immediately responded, and returned, "Not old, not old, I thought you were an uncle police officer, so I called you casually. Forgive my slip of the tongue. You look younger, and you must be bigger than me. How old are you?"

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, "Your mouth is really...no one else!"

Ling Huan smirked, and immediately emphasized, "What I'm telling is the truth, it's the truth!"

Qiao Mohan is 25 years old this year. Because of his work, he has a lot of experience in life. He has seen all kinds of people, but he is not sure about the boy in front of him today. He glanced at the weather outside and found it was still hot. Should he call the police? Woolen cloth?Or call the police?Or call the police?

The mobile phone in the man's pocket vibrated. He glanced at Ling Huan's searching gaze, then pursed his lips, took out the mobile phone and connected it. He was originally here to pick up his cousin and his little niece today, but he didn't expect this to happen.

"Come here, I'll wait for you at the coffee shop not far from the intersection..." Qiao Mohan said.

"..." After saying something over there, Qiao Mohan hung up the phone.

As soon as he put down the phone, Ling Huan asked, "Is there a friend coming over?"

Qiao Mohan looked at him with raised eyebrows, "What? You want to leave like this?"

"What are you talking about? I'm afraid of disturbing you and your friends. If you don't mind me staying here, of course I dare not leave. How dare I slip away before you speak..." Ling Huan innocently explanation of.