Abduct a boy and bring him back

Later, Han Xian went to find Ling Huan several times, called, texted, and even blocked him at the door of the class. She tried all kinds of reasons, but just wanted him to break up with Qiao Mohan.

Ling Huan was restless every day, but fortunately there were no major problems in the future, and he learned everything he needed to learn. In the final stage, apart from reviewing the textbooks, all he had to do was adjust his emotions.

Qin Feng silently felt a little sad for Ling Huan. When Ke Yan came over, Qin Feng stuffed something into his mouth and said barbara, "Say, isn't it disgusting?"

Ke Yan frowned, "The college entrance examination is coming up in a few days, which is really unpleasant."

Qin Feng wiped the corner of his mouth and took two sips of water, "It's a pity that Ling Huan won't let me tell Qiao Mohan... I don't know what he thinks, anyway, if it were me, I would definitely file a complaint immediately."

Ke Yan's face is calm, but his eyes are full of love. Qin Feng has a temperament that cannot be disadvantaged. He is completely different from Ling Huan. He has been spoiled since he was a child, and his temper is also hot-tempered. "You are doing well." He said, " But Ling Huan is right, in the eyes of many people, he and Mr. Qiao are not only about sexuality, he just doesn't want to cause so much trouble for Qiao Mohan."

Qin Feng probably knew, "But then you can only suffer yourself."

During Ling Huan's class break, the phone started to vibrate, he picked it up to look at it and then put it down.

Unfamiliar number.

The fat man pressed the mute button for him, "If you don't want to answer the phone, just turn it off, it will affect your concentration."

Ling Huan thought for a while, took the phone in his hand, dawdled for a few minutes, but still didn't turn it off.

He was afraid of missing some important news.

This is important, Qiao Mohan is full of forgiveness, even if it is a good afternoon at lunch, he thinks it is very important.

Qiao Mohan would send messages every day, and if WeChat could not be received, it would be replaced by text messages or even phone calls.

It is said that the candidate's emotions are the most important, but Qiao Mohan is a thousand and ten thousand careful.

When Qin Feng found out that Han Xian hadn't come for a few days, he asked Ling Huan, "You don't mean to give her the house, do you?"

Ling Huan didn't look at him, but just shook his head, no, that was his and grandma's house, and now it has become his and Qiao Mohan's nest again, and he promised that he would give nothing to the house.

Yes, promise to give nothing to the house.

One week before the college entrance examination, the students in the class began to leave one after another. Although the camp was officially closed on the last three days, this was not the original school after all. Many students returned early in order to facilitate the school.

Qiao Mohan gave Ling Huan his exam admission ticket early on, and did everything he could for him, just to let him study with peace of mind.

Three days before the college entrance examination, Qiao Mohan came to pick up Ling Huan. For the convenience of the exam, he moved back to Qiao Mohan's apartment. Ling Huan's examination room and Qiao Mohan's house were within a 10-minute walk.

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At this time, Ling Huan seemed to be clinging to him more and more. Originally, he had put down his work to accompany him in the exam, but now it seemed that he was warming his bed.

At night, Qiao Mohan pointed at his nose and scolded him, "Go to the study to read."

Ling Huan shook his head like a rattle, "I want to rest, and I will become a fool if I study again."

Qiao Mohan opened the distance between the two, "Sit well!" He said, "The few days before the exam are the most important, do you want to shake the world?"

Ling Huan stared at him but didn't speak, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I've learned everything..."

The man's heart softened when he was stared at by his wet eyes, and his tone softened again, "I know you have learned everything, so just review it, go to see it twice, and sleep after watching it for two hours."

Ling Huan, "...Oh."

Afraid of distracting him, Qiao Mohan just sat there without moving and let him stay in the study by himself.

Almost as soon as he left Qiao Mohan's sight, the expression on Ling Huan's face collapsed.

He closed the door obediently, sat where Qiao Mohan usually sat, and counted the traces left by Qiao Mohan around him.

At this time, Ling Huan became more and more calm. He arranged the textbooks as if he was studying seriously, and then took out a piece of A4 paper from the printer on Qiao Mohan's desk, and then took out Qiao Mohan's desk. Han once gave him the pen.

He has been reluctant to use it, and it still looks like a brand new one.

I wrote Gogo carefully, and finally frowned and crumpled up the written paper and threw it into the wastebasket.

Two hours later, Ling Huan went out and found that Qiao Mohan had gone in to take a shower at some point, and then he obediently retreated back to the bedroom.

Qiao Mohan's bookshelves are full of books, as if he has dabbled in every field, and the middle three floors are full of original English books. Ling Huan took out a book and glanced at it, which was very difficult.

There are too many nouns.

Ling Huan couldn't help biting his lower lip. The level between him and Qiao Mohan was like this book. He held it in his hand, but he couldn't understand it or reach it.

He couldn't help confirming again in his heart that Qiao Mohan's mother was actually right.

Although the man doesn't seem to like her very much, Ling Huan can tell from the few meetings that she actually loves her child very much.

It's just that I used it in the wrong way.

Qiao Mohan brushed his hair and pushed the door in. Ling Huan's hand holding the book trembled and fell on the carpet.

The man wiped his hair and paused, "Why are you nervous, and I didn't say I won't let you read it." Qiao Mohan walked in front of him and bent down to pick up the book, "If you really don't want to study, just come out. Go to bed after watching a movie."

Ling Huan took advantage of his unpreparedness and jumped on the man's back. Qiao Mohan was startled, and subconsciously protected him.

"Oh, you are really my ancestor." The man said, then threw the towel aside, straightened his back and walked out with his back on his back.

Ling Huan was both satisfied and sad, and then couldn't help biting Qiao Mohan's shoulder.

The man's body froze, and the muscles under Ling Huan's mouth also became stiff.

He let go of it boringly, and then babbled, "It's so hard."

Qiao Mohan, "..." I didn't ask you to bite me.

Ling Huan lay on Qiao Mohan's shoulders and refused to come down. Qiao Mohan gritted his teeth, thinking that he was preparing for the exam, so he could only walk around the living room behind his back, and then Ling Huan giggled on his back. non-stop.

In the end, the movie wasn't even finished, so Ling Huan rolled with him in his arms.

When Qiao Mohan woke up in the middle of the night, Ling Huan wrapped his hands and feet around him, two points tighter than usual. He didn't know when he was riding on him, and fell asleep with his head on his shoulder. Zhengxiang.

Men hold their foreheads, sometimes a boyfriend is too clingy, which is also a problem!

He rubbed his shoulders, completely numb, he stretched out his hand and moved Ling Huan's head to the other side, and said lowly in front of someone, "He's just a clingy one."

Ling Huan didn't know whether he heard his words or had some sweet dreams, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he entangled the man even tighter.