Abduct a boy and bring him back

When the two arrived home, most of Aunt Zhang's dishes had already been served, and Ling Huan salivated, "Wow, Coca-Cola Chicken Wings..." Ling Huan pointed to the plate of chicken wings in the middle like a greedy cat and said excitedly.

Qiao Mohan reckoned that he was really hungry, obviously he was like a chef.

"Okay, go wash your hands and eat." He said.

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Huan took a freshly squeezed meatball from the side with his bare hands and stuffed it into his mouth, turned his face and ran to the bathroom.

Qiao Mohan held his forehead, the child grew back.

Aunt Zhang smiled, "Oh, let's live, don't worry about it, you're still a child."

The man could only nod his head. If he cares about it, he would have been pissed off. Who would let him find a child?

It was okay at first, but now Ling Huan is more and more able to challenge his bottom line.

However, who made him willing to pamper him.

After climbing the mountain, he was exhausted after coming back. Ling Huan sat there and had nothing to say except to lament the delicious food.

Qiao Mohan himself was also hungry, and after serving him a bowl of soup, he didn't bother him anymore. Aunt Zhang was very happy seeing the two people's enthusiasm for eating, and she smiled and brought food for them from time to time. "Eat more, you're exhausted today."

Ling Huan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "I'm too tired, I won't climb the mountain again after climbing..."

Qiao Mohan, "..."

Ling Huan drank two bowls of rice and touched his stomach, but it was still very empty. He stretched out his hand and wanted to go back to eat the third bowl.

Qiao Mohan put down his chopsticks to stop him, "It's almost done, don't be so full..."

Ling Huan put down the bowl resentfully, a little pitifully.

Aunt Zhang didn't help him this time either, "Yeah, it's still a while before dinner, I'll cook you some supper after I finish the book."

Ling Huan could only find a few fruits in the refrigerator to make up for it.

When Qiao Mohan came over, Ling Huan was drowsy with half of a dragon fruit in his arms, his eyelids were clenched. Qiao Mohan glanced at the time and found it difficult. If he fell asleep at this time, he would definitely not be able to sleep for dinner .

He took the dragon fruit out of his hand, "Get up and walk around, don't lie down."

Ling Huan woke up like a dream, put the small spoon in the other hand on the small coffee table in front of him, rubbed his face, "I'm so sleepy, what should I do..."

"Can't sleep now, why don't we go out and watch a movie?" Qiao Mohan suggested.

Ling Huan didn't look energetic, but when he talked about watching a movie, his eyes brightened a lot, "But my leg hurts so much, what should I do?"

The man had no choice but to let him sit down and pinched his legs for a while before leading him out.

The two of them didn't go far, they were in a film studio near their home. On the way, Qiao Mohan answered several calls, all of which seemed to be related to work. Ling Huan bit down on the innermost coke habit, a little bit of self-blame, but still selfish I don't want him to go back to work.

"Brother Feng Xiang?" Ling Huan asked.

Qiao Mohan glanced at the time, stood up from his seat without answering his words, "It's time, let's go in."

Ling Huan, "..." He followed the man to check in.

The movie is a popular comedy recently. The men and women swapped their bodies, and there were lots of laughs throughout the whole process. Although there were a lot of gags, Ling Huan kept laughing along with the audience while holding Coke and popcorn.

It's a pity that Qiao Mohan felt that it was boring, occasionally seeing certain parts was a bit embarrassing, Ling Huan blinked and blinked, "It's not that I don't have enough laughs, it's that your level is too high." Then he stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece of popcorn. mouth, "Come on, just eat some of this when you are empty."

Originally, Qiao Mohan didn't allow him to eat this, but he couldn't resist his current ability to play tricks, so he bought him a bucket of popcorn and a can of Coke.

But on the way, I was stuffed a lot in my stomach.

And drank more than half of a bottle of Coke through the same straw.

Ling Huan didn't know how Qiao Mohan felt, anyway, he was very satisfied.

At the end of the show, I was still a little bit disappointed, an hour seemed too short.

It was already getting dark outside. Aunt Zhang called and said that she made pigeon soup and Buddha jump over the wall for Ling Huan as supper. Ling Huan was looking sleepy just now, and now she can't wait to go back.

"Ahhh, Buddha jumps over the wall, Aunt Zhang really understands me..." Ling Huan dragged Qiao Mohan and wanted to run out, "We should have driven out if we had known."

Qiao Mohan's purpose was to let him eat and take a stroll or something, so he didn't drive out, and they just swayed over two kilometers away from the theater.

With Aunt Zhang around, he couldn't control Ling Huan anymore. As soon as he brought people out to digest food, the sumptuous Buddha Jumping Over the Wall came out again. Qiao Mohan regretted that he didn't explain when he came out, and let him have a lighter meal.

Here Ling Huan was still excited and insisted on dragging Qiao Mohan to the side of the road to take the bus back. The man twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling very helpless.

Qiao Mohan stood behind him, looking at the buses one by one, "This, this, brother, let's take [-]." Qiao Mohan glanced over, [-], so many buses, he frowned, feeling a little heavy.

Before he was mentally prepared, the car over there had already arrived. Ling Huan pulled his arm, "Brother, the car is here." Then he pulled people and squeezed on it.

Qiao Mohan frowned the whole time, followed Ling Huan, watching him swipe his phone to get into the car.

He raised his eyebrows. He didn't know when taking a bus was so advanced. He forgot where he watched it in the TV series. Shouldn't it be coin-operated?

Don't blame Qiao Mohan for being too ignorant. Now that society is developing really fast, he never saw Ling Huan bring cash, buy mineral water on the side of the road, and pay with a mobile phone in the supermarket.

Thinking of this, the wallet in his pocket seemed a bit old and stubborn.

I don't know if Ling Huan squeezed the speed of the bus because he practiced it on purpose. Among so many people at this time, the two still grabbed the last row of seats by the window. Prevent his cleanliness from breaking out at this moment.

"Jinren will be there in a while, it's only three stops away." Ling Huan secretly squeezed his little finger underneath.

The smell on the bus in summer was not very pleasant. Qiao Mohan kept a cold face the whole time, looking very uncomfortable, holding Ling Huan's cold hand to relax a little.

"……Um."

Could it be that Ling Huan was a little funny when he saw Qiao Mohan so uncomfortable, and suddenly remembered the first time we met.

He tried to talk to divert Qiao Mohan's attention.

"We seem to have known each other for almost a year?" Ling Huan said.

"Yeah, you still wanted to take out my wallet last summer..." Qiao Mohan smiled slightly.

Ling Huan glared at him, "Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, you are too bad at talking!"

Qiao Mohan shrugged his shoulders, pinched his fingers secretly, and then looked out the window, trying to divert his discomfort.

Ling Huan took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, opened it and put it to his mouth, "Take one and chew for a while."

The man opened his mouth to eat it, it seemed that Ling Huan was the only one who was obsessed with cleanliness.