Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan sighed, expressing his helplessness, this big guy is about to grow into the landlord's son.

So, before the movie ended, Ling Huan pulled the man away.

"Oh, baby, you're really good." Qiao Mohan sat in the driver's seat and watched Ling Huan get on the car and hit his head on the roof.

Ling Huan was seriously bruised, felt like he couldn't turn his head, and complained to Qiao Mohan tearfully, "This car is too small!"

"Yes yes yes, it's too small, I'll drive it to the junk shop and sell it tomorrow!" The man stretched his body in front of Ling Huan's head, dumbfounded, and looked at his forehead.

The corners of Ling Huan's mouth twitched, and he covered his head so he wouldn't show it, "You're coaxing a child! Why don't you drive the off-road car!"

Qiao Mohan pulled him back again, and pulled his hands away, "Can we go off-road every day when we go out from now on? Aren't you just a kid? You can still get knocked by the last car, you are a worry-free kid. !"

Ling Huan really wanted to cry for him, so he said, "Go and walk, I won't show you..."

The man pulled him back again, and saw the big bump on his head, "Oh, there's a big bump, I need to go back and apply ice."

Ling Huan glanced at the time, and it was time for dinner again, "No, let's go directly to Sister Shanshan's after dinner." Because it was the first live broadcast, I had to go to see how to do it in advance, and I was afraid that I would be in a hurry.

"It's okay to go there, her studio is like a small house, it has everything." Qiao Mohan started the car, "You can affect your appearance."

Ling Huan stared, tilted his head, slid down the window glass, and looked left and right in the rear-view mirror, "You scared me, it's just a little red, why does it affect the camera?"

"Just wait, it will swell up without ice application for a while." Qiao Mohan said.

Worried halfway, Ling Huan went to the pharmacy to buy a freezing point and pressed it on his head, and he was not willing to take it off until the restaurant.

Qiao Mohan was extremely satisfied.

Because Ling Huan said that he was going to treat him to dinner, Qiao Mohan searched around on his mobile phone and found a Sichuan restaurant with a good environment and an inexpensive price. Ling Huan was excited at the time, "I want to eat boiled fish!"

……

Qiao Shanshan's studio is in the suburbs, it was opened not long ago, in a small villa.

As soon as Ling Huan got out of the car, he seemed to smell the fragrance of rich people, "Miss Shanshan is so rich, this studio looks bigger than her house..."

"This place is rented, and the property right is not in her name." Qiao Mohan said.

However, these words were very meaningful. The property rights were not in Qiao Shanshan's name, but she was too lazy to transfer the property. This was a dowry given to her by her parents. She always thought the procedure was too troublesome, so she didn't go through it.

Qiao Mohan just didn't want Ling Huan to think too much.

"... Oh." Ling Huan was brought in by the man, and he began to sigh as soon as he entered the living room, "Wow, it looks so good, sister Shanshan looks richer than you?" He squinted at the person next to him. Qiao Mohan.

As soon as Qiao Shanshan came out, she heard Ling Huan say this, she was very happy, "Do you like it? If you like it, come to work here, there are many little fans of yours here..."

Ling Huan smirked twice and didn't answer, but Qiao Mohan who was at the side spoke first.

"Then you don't sell clothes anymore, you might as well be Ling Huan's agent in the future..."

"You're the one who sells clothes!" Qiao Shanshan glared at him, then turned to look at Ling Huan with a smile, "However, it's not bad to be a manager, as long as Ling Huan is willing to follow me, I promise to make his fans all over the world."

"What do I want so many fans to do? I'll help Sister Shanshan continue to sell clothes." Ling Huan answered with a raised hand.

Qiao Shanshan wanted to cry, but she said frantically, "Ah... you two bastards, are you selling clothes!"

Ling Huan touched his nose, and Qiao Mohan pulled him to sit down in front of the sofa.

"I didn't say this, it was your daughter who told me secretly, otherwise I wouldn't know what her mommy does..." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan pursed his lips and wanted to laugh, thinking, it's strange if you don't know.

Qiao Shanshan went out after answering the phone, and Qiao Mohan took Ling Huan to wander around the villa.

"The employees here probably like Miss Shanshan very much. They feel so at ease and comfortable." Ling Huan glanced at the girl with big eyes who was cradling a computer on the tatami not far away.

"Comfortable is comfortable, but the premise is that you can complete the work efficiently in such a state, otherwise you have to lie on the tatami and work overtime." Qiao Mohan said, "This kind of working environment has advantages and disadvantages."

The two of them wandered upstairs again, it was the time of endless rest, Ling Huan even saw a few girls in pajamas and slippers.

"This, this, is this really good? Are there no male employees here?" Ling Huan said while shaking his fingers.

"No, here are all female employees, and most of them are rotten..." Qiao Mohan also felt very...speechless about this!

Qiao Shanshan didn't know what was going on in her mind, but the staff was really strong and united, it was true!

"House rot?" Ling Huan's expression was definitely stunned, and he had a bold guess in his heart, "Why? So, so... Sister Shanshan is also a rotten girl herself?"

Several girls who were working were called to this side by the movement here, they looked over here one after another, and started discussing in low voices.

"Isn't this our royal model?"

"Looks like... yes!" echoed another girl.

Qiao Mohan, "..."

Ling Huan stretched out his hand to grab Laqiao Mohan's clothes, feeling that the sudden atmosphere was a little scary, so he dragged the man downstairs immediately.

It's just that such an inadvertent action almost made the hearts of these girls fly.

"They? They?" A girl in pajamas with disheveled hair looked at another girl who had just put on slippers, and the girl in slippers nodded solemnly, "Well, yes, you read that right, they just... held hands !"

When Qiao Shanshan came back, there were two rows of hangers behind her, all of which were clothes needed for tonight's live broadcast, Ling Huan's eyes twitched.

"I don't want to change so many sets at night, do I?" Ling Huan asked.

Qiao Shanshan beckoned to the two assistants at the back, telling them to come over and get things in, then raised her head and replied.

"bingo, that's right, there are so many sets!"

Ling Huan still wanted to go back early, almost crying, "Sister Shanshan, why don't you eat and sleep at night?"

Qiao Shanshan waved her hand, "I have to take care of it, take care of two meals, let's make do with some lunch for a while, and then we'll have a big meal together after we're done."

Qiao Mohan rubbed his nose, looked at the clothes pulled in and guessed in his heart that the two people's New Year's Eve plan could only be changed to a group of people crossing.