Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan looked out of the window in a daze. It's not that Qiao Mohan is soft-hearted when he does this now, but two people being together is not just a matter of two people, especially in a family like Qiao Mohan.

Although he hated Zheng Yun, he had to admit that she did this kind of thing for Qiao Mohan's benefit, and it was indeed for Qiao Mohan's benefit.

Ling Huan turned to look at his profile, it's not that he doesn't love her, it's just that it's too difficult.

Qiao Mohan realized his gaze, and grabbed him with his hand on the gear lever, "What are you looking at? I haven't seen you for two years, and I'm much more handsome now?"

Ling Huan clicked his tongue twice, "You think too much, I was scared by your thick skin!" Then he retracted his hand, trying to pull it back, but the man managed to grab it, how could it be so easy? open.

Ling Huan gave him an angry look, "Can you still drive properly!"

Only then did Qiao Mohan let go of him slowly, and looked ahead and drove seriously.

They seemed to have been to this restaurant two years ago, Ling Huan's impression was a bit blurred, but when he entered the private room, his memory instantly surfaced again, health pot?

Ling Huan followed the waiter and sat down without looking sideways, waiting for Qiao Mohan to order.

It seems to know why he brought himself here.

It's been a while since he returned to China, and he hasn't eaten out much yet, so if he comes here, he'll be fine, and he'll just wait for Qiao Mohan to order.

This place should have been redecorated. Although it still had the strong smell of medicinal materials in his memory, the style was obviously different. He propped his chin and looked at a painting hanging on the opposite wall. In fact, his mouth was already drooling.

So hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry!

I ate a box lunch at noon, which was not to my appetite. Now I sat down, and I felt very hungry.

"Which pot bottom do you want?" Qiao Mohan pushed the menu towards him, and the two looked at it together.

"Aren't they all the same taste?" Well, almost none of them have any taste. He wants to eat hot red pot full of chili peppers!

"Of course there is a lot of difference. Can you eat pork chops and ginseng chicken the same?" Qiao Mohan said, "Otherwise you still order the one from last time?"

The man seemed to be doing it on purpose, but Ling Huan still followed him, dragged the menu over by himself, pointed to one of the seafood mushrooms, "I want this!" Anyway, as long as it's not a big bone, it's fine.

Qiao Mohan ordered a lot of shabu-shabu dishes according to his taste, frowning and unable to place an order for a long time.

Ling Huan touched his stomach and felt that he was starving, so he directly pulled the order from his hand and pointed at the waiter, "This, this, this, this! And this... um, this, that, order another This." Ling Huan said, "Okay, that's all, please hurry up and serve the food." After speaking, he handed the menu to the clerk.

A certain clerk looked at Qiao Mohan hesitantly, saw that he smiled and had no objection before going down.

Seeing the person leave, Ling Huan muttered, "It's not that I don't have money, what kind of ink stains!"

Qiao Mohan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he really liked his fried hair.

"Yes, my ink, I told you to order it just now, but you don't order it..."

After ordering, Ling Huan lay still on his stomach, looking hollowed out, with his head turned away from him, looking awkward.

After being awkward and disappointed, what is he doing? How long can he rely on his liking to be self-willed?

However, when the bottom of the pot was served, Ling Huan forgot about it. Although he didn't seem to have as much appetite as the hot pot, it still smelled delicious.

He didn't wait for Qiao Mohan to speak, and started to eat with chopsticks.

The point is that he added chili sauce to the dipping material in front of him, and he felt his appetite whetted.

The weather is very hot, and because of Ling Huan's annoyance these past two days, Qiao Mohan doesn't have much appetite, but seeing Ling Huan's hungry wolf rushing to eat, he feels that these things are actually nothing, no matter what, He's back, isn't he?

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you, chewing slowly is good for your stomach..." Qiao Mohan poured water for him and put it beside him, and instructed, "Put less chili."

Ling Huan saw that he was only focusing on serving dishes for himself, and he didn't move his chopsticks much. He was a little bit Alexander, so he said, "I'm not a child anymore, so hurry up and eat." He said, taking the plate in front of him away from him It's a little bit, which means that everyone starts to eat their own food now, and no one should bring food for others.

Qiao Mohan looked a little hurt, and after a pause, he put the fungus he had just picked up from the hot pot on the plate in front of him.

Ling Huan's eating speed slowed down, knowing that he had said something wrong just now, so he specially peeled a familiar fresh shrimp for Qiao Mohan.

"I didn't do it on purpose, don't do this... promise, I'll eat it for you!"

The man immediately returned to his normal expression, and then opened his mouth, "Ah, feed me!"

Ling Huan didn't even notice, and didn't know when this man became like this, he just stuffed the shrimp in his hand into him and ate it by himself in disgust.

After a meal, the two of them could barely communicate normally.

"Don't send me off, Qin Feng will drive over to deliver Xiaoyu later." Ling Huan said to Qiao Mohan, clutching his bulging stomach.

Qiao Mohan obviously didn't want to leave, "It doesn't seem to conflict with me sending you back?"

Ling Huan is used to him talking like this, "There is no conflict, but we all have to go to work tomorrow, so it's not suitable to send them back and forth tonight."

Qiao Mohan wiped his mouth with a tissue, and disagreed with him, "Who said I have to go to work tomorrow..."

The corner of Ling Huan's mouth twitched, and he turned his head as if I didn't want to joke with you now, "Brother Qiao, don't do this, don't delay the company because of me."

The man took out his mobile phone and didn't know what he was looking at. He casually said, "It's because of you, I just want to make you feel guilty. If you don't feel guilty, how can we sit together like this!"

Ling Huan almost didn't want to talk to him, "You can't do this!" He stared at Qiao Mohan and said.

Qiao Mohan laughed suddenly, facing the phone, Ling Huan felt his fist hit the cotton, "I'm talking to you!"

The man put down his phone, looked at Ling Huan, and suddenly said seriously, "The premise of everything is that you are willing to come back, otherwise I will not go anywhere, and will follow you until you are willing to go back with me."

Ling Huan felt weak for a while, and waved his hand at him irritably, "It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

Facts have proved that Qiao Mohan is really serious this time. When Qin Feng sent Xiaoyu to the door of the restaurant, he saw that Qiao Mohan was there, so he automatically gave way to someone, "Ah, Ling Huan, I I still have some things to do in a while, let Mr. Qiao see you off, bye." Qin Feng said to Ling Huan, then bent down and put his face in front of Xiaoyu, "Kiss my brother quickly, I will take you out to play next time .”

The little girl smiled sweetly, and kissed Ling Huan's face with her mouth pouting. It seemed that she got along well with Qin Feng all day.

Ling Huan gritted his teeth and secretly decided that within a year he would save money to buy a car!

This feeling of being pushed around by others is very unpleasant!