Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan turned his head and glanced at the night view of City A through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was very beautiful, and he was very satisfied and at ease seeing it.

Qiao Mohan tidied up his clothes one by one, "It's getting late, let's go home?"

Ling Huan shook his head, still sitting on his lap and didn't want to get off, "Let's not go..."

"Not leaving?" Qiao Mohan asked?

Ling Huan was lazy, but his legs were already sore and swollen.

Standing at the bar all day is exhausting.

"I don't want to leave, I have to run back and forth tomorrow morning, and we'll just sleep here?" Ling Huan said, there was a tendency to go back by yourself if you disagreed today.

Qiao Mohan hugged him helplessly and took a look at the rest room inside. Luckily, there were all the toiletries, "You'll be bad, there is no one who is too lazy to even go home."

After Ling Huan was relieved, his eyelids couldn't stop drooping, and he was covered in mud when he was hugged by a man with his buttocks on his body.

"Sleepy." He muttered softly.

Qiao Mohan sighed, put him on the bed, opened his mouth and bit his nose, "This is disobedient, are you tired?"

The man took off his clothes and shoes, then sat on the edge of the bed and squeezed his calf, "How is it, is it more comfortable?"

Ling Huan groaned, apparently enjoying himself, he rubbed his other foot on the man's shoulder, "That's great, it would be perfect if I don't have to go to class tomorrow."

The man couldn't laugh or cry, "Who insisted on going back to school to study in the evening, and lost his stance so soon?"

Ling Huan curled his lips, "It's really boring, I'm just talking."

Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and continued pinching his legs until Ling Huan fell asleep before going to the bathroom to wash himself.

It's been half a month, and Qiao Mohan hasn't slept well for half a month. This child is always worrying, and he regrets it a bit.

For a person who was already restless, he still kept him cold for so many days, which was a bit cruel.

Fortunately, his baby was not decadent, and there was no major problem. Qiao Mohan went to bed and hugged her from behind.

"Ling Huan?" He called him.

Ling Huan frowned and remained silent.

Qiao Mohan continued to call, "Baby? Ling Xiaohuan?"

Someone waved his arms in annoyance and snorted twice.

The man seemed to be addicted to playing, and turned him over to face him, "Ling Huan...do you love me? Huh?"

Ling Huan was really irritable, and even slapped the man on the face, "Annoying...sleepy."

Qiao Mohan's face turned dark all of a sudden, thanks to the fact that he has little strength in sleep now, otherwise he wouldn't go out to meet people tomorrow.

"Little Zha Mao, are you that sleepy?" He reached out and poked Ling Huan's cheek, "Say! Do you love me or not!"

Ling Huan couldn't bear his noise, so he lifted half his eyelids and took a look, then turned over and continued to sleep, ignoring him.

The man was helpless, and angrily sucked hard behind his ear, leaving a black and purple heart before he gave up.

If he refuses to say, he can only mark it.

Ling Huan was in pain, covered his ears, turned over and kicked the man, "Sleep, don't you hate it!"

Qiao Mohan grabbed his calf and pulled him into his arms, "If you hate me, just tell me whether you love me or not? Huh?"

Ling Huan glared at him, and suddenly felt that this person is so childish!

"Don't tell me, right?" Qiao Mohan approached him and said.

Ling Huan was very arrogant, "Just tell me whether to let me sleep or not!"

"What do you want if I don't let you?" Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows.

Ling Huan collapsed, not understanding what happened to this man today, he reached out and groped under the man's nightgown.

Qiao Mohan gasped immediately, his expression changed.

The two of you tossed me, I tossed you, and didn't really fall asleep until two o'clock in the morning.

When the alarm clock rang at five o'clock in the morning, Ling Huan kicked Qiao Mohan irritably, "Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off quickly, sleepy sleepy..."

Resigned to his fate, the man touched Ling Huan's cell phone and pressed it for him, then glanced at the time, "Honey, it's time to get up, I'm going to be late."

Ling Huan collapsed, and wrapped himself in the quilt with only two locks of hair outside.

Qiao Mohan saw that he was really sleepy, so he called him a few more times and gave up. He was also sleepy, so he simply slept in his arms with a quilt.

……

Ling Huan slept refreshed this time, before he opened his eyes, he kicked his legs and stretched.

I belatedly discovered that more than half of the sunlight outside had already shone in.

He took a closer look, and the man beside him had long since disappeared.

what…

Ling Huan looked at the time on the phone wanting to cry but without tears.

A quarter past ten!

He turned the bed from one end to the other, making the bed a mess and continued to ravage it until Qiao Mohan walked in in a suit and leather shoes.

"Wake up," the man said.

Ling Huan grabbed a pillow and threw it towards the door, "It's all your fault!"

Qiao Mohan picked up the pillow with a funny face and went to the bed, "I asked for leave for you. It's Teacher Yang's class this morning. She told me to make it up for you."

Ling Huan sat in the middle of the big bed very annoyed, hit his head on the pillow, wrapped the quilt, and did not move again.

"I won't go, I won't study anymore, what kind of university do you want to go to, and I'll just wait for death!" Ling Huan smashed the jar.

"Alright, I'll get you a rope to tie it to my waistband every day, and you can go wherever I go, that's good." Qiao Mohan said intentionally.

Ling Huan turned over and pointed his butt at him, "Then I'd better go back to study."

Qiao Mohan went around to the other end again, trying to dig him out from under the quilt, "I'm really not getting up? I asked Feng Xiang to prepare meals for Tianxiangju, aren't you hungry?"

Ling Huan moved his eyelids, muttered twice, cast a sidelong glance at Qiao Mohan who was sitting by the bed, and said firmly, "I'm sorry!" .

"That's fine. I'll eat first. I have to hold a regular meeting later. Come out by yourself when you're hungry." The man stood up from the bed and prepared to go out.

Ling Huanbian pursed his mouth, got angry, ignored others, pulled up the quilt and buried himself in it.

Qiao Mohan sighed, went out and brought him the food.

Ling Huan felt that he was very pretentious, and this was the only way to prove his position in the heart of a man.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet..." he said, looking at the dishes on the table.

The man bent down again to pick him up from the bed and went to the bathroom. Ling Huan clasped his neck with his hands, wrapped his legs around the man's waist, and stared at his face for a moment.

"What have you been doing for the past 20 days?" Ling Huan asked.

Qiao Mohan put him on the sink, "Go to work, leave work, eat, sleep."

Ling Huan was very dissatisfied, "So you just didn't miss me, did you? I missed you when I was still in the middle of the night, why are you so annoying?"

The man was overjoyed, took the toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste, "Open your mouth."