Abduct a boy and bring him back

When Qiao Mohan carried him back to the bedroom to lie down, Ling Huan suddenly felt sleepless again, and insisted on pulling Qiao Mohan out for a walk.

The man held his forehead, "Honey, it's almost two o'clock in the morning."

"Isn't today New Year's Eve? Shouldn't we be keeping vigil or something?" Although he had never done it before, Ling Huan still spoke confidently.

Qiao Mohan stood beside the bed with his hips akimbo, looking at Ling Huansheng's lively appearance, "Tell me, where are you going?"

"Just go and have a look at the square in front of the door, maybe someone is setting off fireworks." Ling Huan got up from the bed, and immediately put the clothes he had just taken off on his body again.

Qiao Mohan looked at him weakly and quickly put on his clothes, and took another thick sweater for him to wear, "It's cold outside, you should wear more."

It was 34:[-] in the morning, and it was as quiet as a chicken outside, but he still wanted to watch people set off fireworks. At this time, he wanted to watch a ghost set off fireworks... Someone wailed in his heart.

Before going out, Ling Huan also fished out two lollipops from the refrigerator, "No, I'll give you a lemon flavored one."

Qiao Mohan stretched out his hand to continue, but in fact he refused in his heart, but in the end Ling Huan peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it in.

As soon as he went out, the cold air came over his face, Qiao Mohan retreated to the room again, fished out Ling Huan's long down jacket hanging on the hanger, and put it outside for him.

Ling Huan was automatically wrapped into a rice dumpling. Looking at the man's exposed long legs, he resented, "Why do I have to wrap it like this..."

Qiao Mohan sniffed incense on his cheek, "I don't have to go to work tomorrow, I can rest at home if I'm cold."

Ling Huan was very angry, turned around and ignored him, and went straight downstairs.

The man followed step by step. Although it was already midnight, the surrounding area was brightly lit. Not far away, there were lanterns and colorful lights on the square. Although there was no one there, Ling Huan, who was walking directly in front, was still unconscious. I jumped twice.

A little excited.

It is true that he has no friends these years, and it is true that he has not really played much...

The feeling of being with someone all the time is really better than ever.

Qiao Mohan stopped a few steps when he saw him squatting on the ground touching something, and exclaimed to him, "Brother, come quickly, there's one more person who hasn't let you go..."

The man's heart suddenly rose, and he shouted to him, "Put it down, who told you to play with that, is it dangerous?"

Ling Huan was still in a state of confusion, the man strode over and pulled him back...

Ling Huan, "..."

Only then did Qiao Mohan see clearly what was in front of him, well, he was too nervous and hadn't opened the outer package yet!He touched his nose unconsciously, "... put... have you brought a lighter?"

Ling Huan couldn't help bursting out laughing, but he still couldn't help making a statement to Qiao Mohan.

"Mr. Qiao Mohan, I'm already an adult..." Then he kissed the man lightly under the chin, "But it's good, I know you love me."

Ling Huan tried his best to stretch out his hands from the down jacket, and took out a lighter from Qiao Mohan's pocket, "I know you occasionally smoke secretly."

Watching Ling Huan's hand leave his body, Qiao Mohan pulled him back again, and gave a deep French kiss in the deserted big square.

"Well, the apple flavor seems to taste better than the lemon one."

Ling Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he made his whole body warm.

Qiao Mohan squatted with him to study how to set off the fireworks, and neither of them let it go. Even if Qiao Mohan had this condition since childhood, his family never allowed him to do these dangerous things.

But Ling Huan managed to find out the fuse, "Is this the one for you?"

The man frowned, "Isn't this too short?" Looking at Ling Huan's chubby body, he expressed some concern about his speed, "Let me let it go."

Ling Huan obediently stood behind the man, watched him gesture several times, then reached out to tap, and then made him take a quick step back.

Ling Huan immediately covered his ears as if he had received the order, and then unconsciously looked up into the sky.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or an accident, but the words "LOVE" burst out from the fireworks in the sky.

Qiao Mohan turned around and raised the corners of his lips to Ling Huan, "Isn't this something you secretly prepared?"

Ling Huan thinks that he has no romantic cells, and working all the time does not constitute the so-called criminal time, "What do you think?"

The man walked towards Ling Huan, "Look, everything is God's will."

Ling Huan jumped up and down twice, sighing and arrogantly taking credit for himself, "If I hadn't come out just now, you wouldn't have seen it, so everything is due to me."

Qiao Mohan let him go, walked around the square with him, found a few fairy wands from the stone statue, lit them and held them in his hand.

"Look, it's good for us to come out at this time." Ling Huan made two circles in the air with two small fireworks.

"What's the benefit? Picking up leaks?" Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan squatted halfway and laughed loudly, "How can you tell cold jokes in such a serious manner?"

Seeing him smiling happily, Qiao Mohan was naturally in a good mood. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a moving picture of him holding a fireworks stick. The surrounding atmosphere is completely self-beautifying.

Ling Huan threw away the things in his hand, and picked at the photo Qiao Mohan took for him.

"Ah, where are my legs?" Ling Huan wailed, he was wrapped in a long down jacket, and there was a short one inside, so it was perfectly photographed like this!

No beauty!

Qiao Mohan was helpless and innocent looking at his disgusted look, "This is the clothes you are wearing, where can I find you legs... But, it is also very cute."

"Okay, you are only allowed to watch it, and you are not allowed to post it on Weibo." Ling Huan said, reluctantly agreeing with what he said was cute, and then turned on the camera and took two consecutive photos of Qiao Mohan, "Wow, Your pixels are really good, and you can also slim your face? Awesome..."

Qiao Mohan was confused, "What thin face, why don't I know?"

"Then why is my face so big and yours so small?" Ling Huan looked forward, Qiao Mohan's face was more three-dimensional than his.

However, when it was turned to the front, a picture of a response suddenly popped out.

Ling Huan's face pulled down, um, it was Lu Qingming.

The good mood he praised all night was completely ruined by this photo.

From the photo, it can be seen that this is a selfie, but he still feels extremely irritable.

Throwing the phone to Qiao Mohan, he turned around and walked towards home.

Qiao Mohan picked up his mobile phone, looked at this photo, gritted his teeth, and scolded this lingering psychopath several times in his heart, and couldn't help bursting out the foul language that he hadn't found out for many years, "Fuck! I am guilty of Tai Sui today..."