Abduct a boy and bring him back

It was already noon when Qiao Mohan woke up. A hangover can challenge a person's stamina the most. When the man got up, he almost had a splitting headache, but all he could see was the unfamiliar environment, which made him confused for a moment.

Fortunately, a text message came in on the phone at this time.

"Are you awake? The key is on the shoe cabinet in the entrance. Remember to lock the door when you come out."

Qiao Mohan frowned, and after a pause, he realized that this was Ling Huan's new number. At the same time, he was so angry that he sent a text message just to ask him to lock the door?

He simply replied the text message, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to lock the door!"

This would be Ling Huan's rest time, he saw the text message almost immediately, and dialed the phone in a hurry, "You have already left? How far have you gone?"

Jomo snorted coldly, "I can't go back anyway!"

Ling Huan was speechless, and secretly said to forget it, "Okay, then I will go back by myself and hang up!"

The man got up from the bed and took a look at the bedroom. There were posters of an unknown century on all sides. There was a single bed and a table in the bedroom. There was a large suitcase in the corner beside the bed, which was not zipped. , looks like he hastily took out his clothes.

According to Qiao Mohan's visual inspection, this was originally the place where the wardrobe should be placed.

He came out of the bedroom, frowned and looked around the house, rubbed his throbbing temples, as if he still had some impressions, he remembered seeing Qin Feng in the bar...

Qiao Mohan faintly felt a little ashamed, had he fallen to this point?Those who didn't know thought that he came to see Ling Huan because he was drunk.

However, his ability to digest and draw inferences from one instance is also frighteningly fast.

When Ling Huan came back, the man was sitting on the only sofa in the living room, and he was shocked. Fortunately, he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, otherwise he would really have to go to the kitchen to find a machete. up.

Qiao Mohan watched the person enter the door in surprise, closed it with his backhand with a bang, and then seemed to grind his teeth before walking towards him, "Didn't you say that you have already left and can't come back?!" Well, the appearance of this fried hair is really no different from two years ago.

The man raised his eyebrows, sat with his legs crossed, and looked like he couldn't be more uncle.

"Oh? Did I say it? Maybe it's because the alcohol has not passed. I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense..."

Ling Huan was speechless, this was the first time Ling Huan had seen this man acting like a fool, "Then do I have to cook you a bowl of hangover soup?"

Qiao Mohan looked at his bakery uniform and knew that he was really in a hurry, "But you don't seem to have much time!"

Ling Huan raised his forehead, "You know I don't have much time, you did it on purpose!" He was almost sure.

The man was very happy to make mistakes, and said word by word, "Yes, I did it on purpose, and I will often do it on purpose in the future, so that you are willing to come back."

Ling Huan froze suddenly, opened his mouth again and again, not knowing what to say, until Qiao Mohan said again, "Let's go, I'll take you back to work!"

It seems that Qiao Mohan really didn't go to work these two days. After sending Ling Huan back to the bakery, he asked the proprietress for a glass of yesterday's juice, staring at Ling Huan's shadow that flashed behind him from time to time.

Ling Huan's current physical condition is obviously not very good, his body is much thinner than two years ago, and there will still be a lot of sweat on his forehead in the air-conditioned room.

It's very distressing and hateful, Qiao Mohan can't figure out why he doesn't want to go back with him, can't figure it out...

During the break, Ling Huan sat in front of him with a headache, with a sweet and greasy fragrance on his body, "Hey, you really don't have to go to work?"

After thinking about it for an hour in Ling Huan, Qiao Mohan fully adapted to his current shameless setting, "I didn't say that, whenever you go back with me, I will go back to work!"

Ling Huan was both helpless and helpless, pulled the untouched juice in front of him to himself, and sucked two mouthfuls angrily, "So, you have to follow me these days, right?"

Qiao Mohan's eyes moved, pointing to the juice he drank, "That's mine!"

Ling Huan looked like a bully, and let go completely, "What's wrong with you, you don't drink, it's not a waste!"

The man pulled the quilt back calmly, "Who said I won't drink anymore." Then, right in front of Ling Huan's eyes, he took a small sip and drank it through the straw he just used.

Ling Huan's ears turned red from embarrassment, "I haven't seen you for two years, why have you become so thick-skinned?"

"How thick-skinned am I? Am I breaking the law by drinking the juice I ordered?" Qiao Mohan said.

The corner of Ling Huan's mouth twitched, "No crime, but can you go back to work? Is Qiao's going bankrupt?"

Ling Huan went back and forth and returned to this topic. Qiao Mohan was not as anxious as him, "If it goes bankrupt, you will be the culprit. Who told you not to go back with me? First settle down and start a business! Do you understand!"

Ling Huan was so angry that he had nothing to say, so he simply ignored him and turned back to continue working.

When he was about to get off work, Ling Huan called Qin Feng to pick up Xiaoyu, but he seemed addicted to taking the child with him, so he asked him to go back first. He took the people home and sent the child back after dinner.

Ling Huan could only return home from get off work with a big tail in desolation.

"Why, the child was taken away by Qin Feng?" Qiao Mohan asked him.

Ling Huan squinted at him, turned around and walked out, "Ah! Yes, I took it away, what do you want?"

Qiao Mohan looked calm, "I reserved a seat at the restaurant, let's go together!" Well, it's not a question, but a statement, which sounds very strong, but Ling Huan didn't take it seriously, and he continued to move forward, passing Qiao Mo directly. Han's car, said at the front, "Where did you come from? I will definitely go."

The man was not annoyed, "That's fine, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, we can go home and eat!"

Ling Huan paused as he walked forward, then fell back angrily, opened the car door and sat in, who said he was going to cook! Who wants to go home with you! This man is really narcissistic... …

Qiao Mohan's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and the sun was shining brightly. He said in his heart, hum, Xiao Mian, I can't cure you!

In fact, he was afraid that Ling Huan would be too lazy to cook when he went back, so he just ate dinner like that, and he was already skinny, so it must not work if this continues!

"Ke Yan's restaurant, order casually later, and charge it to his account!" Qiao Mohan said while driving.

Ling Huan looked out the window, "Since when did you have such a deep friendship with him?"

Qiao Mohan tapped the steering wheel rhythmically with his right hand, moved his lips lightly, and said, "After you leave..."

Ling Huan thought he had nothing to do with this matter, so he simply stopped talking.