Abduct a boy and bring him back

After the dishes were served, everyone stopped talking about the heavy and unhappy things. Although Ling Huan didn't speak, he still couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Life is really difficult and helpless sometimes, no matter who it is, but the two of them can support and go through together, and they are very lucky.

It was as if a glimmer of hope was suddenly stuffed.

But after thinking about it, how could he be compared with Yu Ming?

Qiao Mohan pinched Ling Huan's fingers, put some vegetables in a bowl for him, and whispered in his ear, "Aren't you bored?"

Ling Huan shook his head, pulled his cheeks automatically, and smiled, "No, what time is it, it's interesting to hear you talking."

Of course, Qiao Mohan would not believe him, so he turned a few signature dishes towards him, stopped talking to those two people, and concentrated on taking care of them for dinner.

Xia Yifei was very surprised when he saw this, he always looked at Qiao Mohan as a loner, but now he almost thought he was blinded by this.

Ling Huan is actually a bit arrogant, he really likes the feeling of Qiao Mohan pampering him in front of others, he especially likes it.

Therefore, all eyes on Xia Yifei and Yu Ming were accepted without any ambiguity.

"You eat too." Ling Huan quietly reminded him by tugging at his clothes underneath.

Only then did Qiao Mohan turn his gaze back to his side, and then continued from the end of the previous sentence.

"How is Ling Huan studying recently? Are you tired?" Yu Ming also shifted his gaze to Ling Huan.

Ling Huan swallowed the contents of his mouth in a hurry, and said, "It's not tiring, it's just more painful... Well, the pain of not being able to sleep, and having to learn."

Everyone laughed, "Pain and happiness, that's normal." Xia Yifei said, "Back then, my brother and I were also studying while flirting with girls. Occasionally, it was a great pleasure."

Yu Ming's fingertips paused, and a condensed breath could be faintly seen between his brows.

Ling Huan stuck out his tongue, thinking, this brother Xia is really looking for death.

Qiao Mohan hit the nail on the head, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Everyone looked at Xia Yifei in unison.

Someone had a chill, subconsciously touched Yu Ming's hand on the table, "Just kidding, just kidding, I'm used to it, my sexuality has always been very clear!"

Ling Huan lowered his head as if he didn't see it, and continued to bury his head in his meal, "Just pretend I'm not there, and continue."

Yu Ming made up his mind, ignored him, and continued to discuss the company with Qiao Mohan.

When he was full, Ling Huan propped up his chin and waited for Qiao Mohan to eat fruit desserts.

It's impossible to stimulate Xia Yifei.

The four of them got up and left together. The driver had already been sent away by Ling Huan. Qiao Mohan was driving. Ling Huan sat in the co-pilot and glanced at a pot of green plants on the platform in front of him, "When did this come?" ?”

Qiao Mohan glanced sideways, with a puzzled expression on his face. Ling Huan took the thing and held it in his hands. It looked like a small pot of meat. Ling Huan touched left and right, and finally tore off a small piece of paper underneath. strip.

"Gift to the male god?" Ling Huan read aloud, but the expression on his face was more subtle.

Seeing this, he didn't have to think that it was written by a little girl.

Qiao Mohan looked innocent, looked around the things in his hand, shook his head, "Maybe someone misplaced it, it wasn't mine."

"...Really? But this is your car." Ling Huan stated the facts.

Qiao Mohan touched his nose, not knowing what he thought of, and said, "The driver also drove this car today."

Ling Huan, "..." He was powerless to refute.

The driver is in his forties, almost fifty, anyway, he is not the type that some people would call him a god.

Ling Huan hugged this pot of green radishes all the way to the door of the house, his eyes rolled around, wondering what the hell he was thinking.

Qiao Mohan breathed out, took his bag, then snatched the pot of little things from him, and got out of the car.

Walk to the nearest trash can and put it directly on top.

Ling Huan was furious, "It's still alive!"

Qiao Mohan nodded, and said as a matter of course, "Yeah, that's why I didn't throw it in..." Then he pulled people forward.

Ling Huan looked back three times at the small potted plant on the trash can, feeling both sweet and pity.

Now small potted plants are also very expensive...

The home looks more and more warm. When Ling Huan was away, Qiao Mohan lived here all the time, and he could clearly find that the arrangement of the home was more like home than before.

When he was in school, Qiao Mohan would occasionally send messages to ask him what color curtains and bed sheets he likes...

Ling Huan stood in the middle of the living room, the obvious joy on his face was brought out by this change.

Even the wallpaper in the bedroom that has been spent, Qiao Mohan also tried to repair it.

He suppressed a smile and followed the man in and out without saying a word, even if he kept following, he had long forgotten about the potted plant gift to the male god just now.

Standing at the door of the sanitary napkin, Qiao Mohan took off his suit jacket, and even started to unbutton the shirt inside.

Ling Huan still hugged the door frame and stared at the man for a moment. Seeing that the halazi was about to fall out, the man couldn't help but make a sound.

"Baby, are you interested in coming in and washing together?"

Someone stood up straight, "Tsk tsk, Zi Lian..." Then he turned and entered the bedroom.

Facts have proved that Qiao Mohan's body is still very attractive to Ling Huan. When the man came out, he was wearing a bathrobe and the bag was loosely tied, and his bright chest was clearly visible.

As for whether it is in neutral or not, only Qiao Mohan knows.

Ling Huan swallowed subconsciously, looking at Qiao Mohan with twinkling eyes, "...have you finished washing?"

With a half-smile on Qiao Mohan's face, he directly pulled the phone from Ling Huan's hand, "Well, it's finished washing, do you want me to carry you?"

Ling Huan squinted at him, "The motive is not pure."

The man laughed, "Baby, can you count how long we haven't seen each other?"

Ling Huan groaned, blinked his eyes, reached out and hugged the neck of the man in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then...then I'll get it out for you and then wash it."

Qiao Mohan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and bit his neck bitterly, "Is it that reluctant?"

Ling Huan's cheeks were bulging, and two small flames suddenly ignited in his eyes, "What do you think?" After he finished speaking, he slid his hands from the back of the man's neck and untied the bathrobe he was not wearing. tape.

"Hmph, it's great to have muscles..." Ling Huan muttered silently while moving.

God knows, he actually likes it very much in his heart. There is nothing better than this feeling. Someone secretly decided in his heart that he will go to the gym after he goes to college, and he will also have tendons all over his body...

The pores of Qiao Mohan's whole body were opened after being served, and after that, he followed Ling Huan to take a hot pot bath twice, and the two of them were willing to sleep after having had enough tossing.