Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan would not believe that Qiao Mohan didn't love him.

Qiao Mohan obviously likes him. He likes everything for lunch today, but he never said that he likes this or that. Every dish is thought out by the man himself.

Qiao Mohan will be dealing with things in the study now, he put down his phone and went out, secretly stood at the door to see someone's work, Ling Huan secretly commented.

Well, it is said that serious men are the most handsome, and there is some basis for this statement.

When Qiao Mohan found him, his hands paused, and he waved to Ling Huan, "Come here..."

He just opened the door and came in, sat opposite the man with his chin propped up, and asked him, "Didn't you say you're on vacation?"

"Yes, it's a holiday, but there are still some employees who haven't had a holiday that need to be settled properly." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan seemed to understand, but suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was the president of Qiao's, and what was even more amazing was that the president of Qiao's is currently his boyfriend. feel unreal.

"I'm on vacation tomorrow too." Ling Huan said abruptly.

Qiao Mohan typed twice on the keyboard and turned off the phone, "Is there any arrangement for the holiday, isn't it impossible to go to S City?"

Ling Huan pretended to be thinking seriously, "I don't seem to have any plans, but I'm going to buy some New Year's goods tomorrow? Do you want to go with me? Or go back to the old house?"

The man touched his chin, stared at Ling Huan for two seconds, "...or do you decide to go back?"

Ling Huan's eyes dodged a little, and the excuse was far-fetched, "It's not a decision, but we must go back, otherwise grandma will be unhappy."

Qiao Mohan didn't force him either, he had a lot of chores during the Chinese New Year, and he didn't want to make him sad.

For example, Lu Qingming.

"I'll pick you up after class tomorrow..." Qiao Mohan said, "Why don't you ask an aunt to clean it first?"

Ling Huan refused, "No need." It's better to be busy. Today is the first year since grandma left. He is afraid that he will not be able to adapt. Moreover, he also wants to do it himself. In the future, there will be his home alone. up.

Qiao Mohan got up from his seat, went around and stretched out his hand to pull Ling Huan up, sat down by himself, and pulled him into his arms to sit, "Are you unhappy today? Huh?"

Ling Huan lowered his eyes, and stretched out his hand to pick the creases on the man's shoulders, "I'm not unhappy."

The man sighed, "...not at all?"

Ling Huan hesitated for a while, but still shook his head.

Qiao Mohan raised his chin, trying to see the expression on his face, "People say they will compete with you fairly, baby..."

Ling Huan raised his eyes fiercely, and his tone was a bit eccentric, "Are you still happy? Proud?"

The corner of the man's lips curled up, and he could finally feel a little bit of jealousy.

"No no……"

A certain man was so angry that he wanted to get off the man, "You are secretly happy, and you dare to ask me if I am angry and proud, aren't you? You bastard!"

Qiao Mohan hugged him and refused to let him leave, "Oh, really not, I don't think you ask, you don't get jealous, you thought you didn't love me anymore..."

Ling Huan rolled his big eyes at the man in front of him, stretched out his hand and twisted his waist, "Yes, I just don't love you." He said angrily, "Let go, I'm going to sleep."

Qiao Mohan smiled and gnawed at Ling Huan's face, and said confidently, "That's no good, I can only let you go if you say you love me."

Ling Huan's anger sank to his dantian, and he wanted a big ear scraper to slap him away.

"You're still reasonable, do you want to let go?"

Qiao Mohan shook his head firmly, then Ling Huan opened his mouth like a dog, stretched his hand down like a scratch, well, these are quite meaningful actions.

The man took a deep breath, redness overflowed from his lower lip, but what was even more unbearable was a certain part below, which suddenly swelled up.

Ling Huan raised his chin, and got up from the man decisively, but Qiao Mohan caught him with a backhand.

"Little villain, you've grown up, haven't you? Huh?" Qiao Mohan had Ling Huan's familiar expression on his face, and his heart skipped a beat, suddenly regretting provoking him.

The man rubbed his hands behind his back twice, and the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Ling Huan gulped, "You, what are you doing?"

Qiao Mohan turned his chair and pressed him onto the table behind Ling Huan.

"Well……"

……

Ling Huan was carried back to the bedroom by Qiao Mohan in the end, his eyes were red, he looked pitiful, and there were large red marks on his back from the chrome on the table, he turned over and lay on his stomach, feeling that he had really fallen.

This was the second time a man turned into a wolf in front of Ling Huan. Ling Huan stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to the top of his head, feeling that Qiao Mohan had opened up a new world.

Qiao Mohan came out with a hot towel from the bathroom, "Come here, wipe it for you..." The man pulled him out, took off his trousers, and wiped the area that had been cleaned just now.

With Ling Huan's butt sticking out and his head still under the quilt, the man laughed and said, "Aren't you lying, you've seen everything you need to see."

Someone squinted his mouth, stretched out one long leg, and kicked in the direction of the sound.

Although it was fast enough, it would always fail in front of a man, "Don't make trouble." Qiao Mohan put him back under the quilt before taking off his clothes and going to bed.

The man has strong firepower, and he slept naked before, but Ling Huan restrained himself a little after he arrived, and he no longer wanted to worry about it at all.

Ling Huan lay on the man's chest, and couldn't help touching his eight-pack abs secretly, "...I haven't seen you exercising much, isn't it a picture?"

Qiao Mohan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You touched it more than once, and asked if it was painted on, so I have to punish you."

Ling Huan slid both hands on the man's body, and now he is no longer sleepy, and the touch is very happy.

"Of course not, you have already been punished just now." He muttered.

The man lifted him up, feeling that Ling Huan's pajamas were a bit of an eyesore, "Is it really a punishment just now? Hmm?"

Ling Huan refused to look at him, and put his head into his shoulder, still refusing to give in, "Just be bad... a pervert."

Qiao Mohan sighed inexplicably, "Oh, then I have to work harder. I may have heard hallucinations just now. I don't know who shouted comfort in my ear."

Ling Huan showed his two big teeth again, and took another bite towards the man's shoulder, "Why are you such a rascal!"

Qiao Mohan shrank his shoulders, he didn't feel any pain at all, he was just a kitten, and he didn't seem willing to use his strength.

"Go to sleep, get up early tomorrow, and wake up naturally the day after tomorrow."

Ling Huan half closed his eyes, there was something vaguely in them, but he didn't speak any more.

After being patted on the back by the man obediently, she fell asleep.