Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan squatted next to the table, and Qiao Mohan sat behind him, and the two formed a confrontational position one behind the other.

Someone swallowed in front of him, especially loud at the moment when a needle could be heard, Qiao Mohan patted him on the shoulder from behind, sighed secretly, feeling that he was really impatient, so Is it interesting to force a child?

Qiao Mohan got up and walked to the study, "I'm going to deal with some things, you write slowly, don't worry!"

Ling Huan's hand holding the pen subconsciously trembled twice, he wasn't too...in a hurry!

The pen in his hand was taken out by Qiao Mohan from the study room. Even though he had never used a pen, he knew that the quality of the pen was damn good, and the written words did not look so ugly.

But when Qiao Mohan finished writing word by word and showed it to Qiao Mohan, the corners of Qiao Mohan's eyes still couldn't help twitching twice, "Did you poke this word out with a stick?"

Ling Huan's image became much smaller in an instant in front of Qiao Mohan, "I can't help it, I also worked hard..." He spread his hands, expressing that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"The pen is given to you. Go back and practice. At your level, you have to deduct [-] points from [-] points!" Qiao Mohan said very bluntly, and he accidentally glanced at his pen again today. Textbook, this kid dares to choose texts just for this word, he is either joking or courting death!

"Come on, I can practice with a gel pen..." Ling Huan was flattered.

Qiao Mohan took the plan written by Ling Huan and went back to sit behind the desk, looked up at him, and automatically ignored his extremely insincere push and pull, "Student, get up at eight o'clock? What time did you wake up today?"

The timid young man standing in front of the desk touched his head, a little embarrassed, "Uh, ten... ten o'clock!"

The man gasped, he didn't know if he was too surprised or angry at him!He didn't speak, and continued to look down, but the pupils became bigger and bigger, which was similar to the effect of the few A4 sheets that Ling Huan saw Qiao Mohan printed.

After reading it, he stared at the person in front of him for a few minutes before speaking, "How do you think you learned the knowledge in high school?"

After hesitating for two seconds, Ling Huan said confidently, "It's not bad, um... I can get a decent score in the test."

Qiao Mohan nodded, "How long does it take you to get here from your home?"

"Half an hour to four ten minutes..." Ling Huan said.

The man turned off the computer screen that was on in front of him, and tapped his fingers on the table twice rhythmically, stopping Ling Huan's heart from beating fast for several seconds.

"Can you get up at seven o'clock in the morning?" Qiao Mohan looked at him.

"Yes." Ling Huan replied quickly, and then quietly defended himself, "It's just that I got up late today..."

The weather wasn't that hot today, and I didn't sleep well at night, so I lay down on the bed for a while, and thought about life habitually.

"Apart from coming to my place, do you have any other recreational activities?" Qiao Mohan continued to ask.

Ling Huan shook his head, he didn't even have an ordinary friend, so he talked about entertainment.

Qiao Mohan nodded, very satisfied, very good, it's best to concentrate on studying around him in the future.

As soon as his thoughts went astray, he was forcibly pulled back by Qiao Mohan, "Go out and pack up, I'll take you back later."

.........

Ling Huan was disturbed by Qiao Mohan's endless words. After asking so many questions, he was about to find out his family fortune. So, are you going to send him back today?

"Brother Qiao, are you going out again today?"

Qiao Mohan got up from his seat, "Go out?"

"Ah, I want to go out and take you home by the way!"

Ling Huan walked out behind the man very distressed, what reason did he want to find this time, Brother Qiao treated him so well, he couldn't lie to him every time...

"Let you relax again this week, and start to study hard next week when you have a correct attitude. Your plan is as casual as yours. I will make another one for you when I have time. Ask an experienced college entrance examination teacher. Let's see what to do in your situation..."

Qiao Mohan directly denied the entire plan written by Ling Huan. He saw that he wrote it with his heart, but this kid seemed to never know what nervousness is, and the plan was also lazy and incoherent. I must have reviewed the front and forgot the latter. In the third year of high school, there are still two rounds and three rounds plus various consolidations.

Ling Huan suddenly became a little stiff, "Brother Qiao, you...would this be troublesome, I can do it myself..." At the end of the day, he didn't even feel confident.

It seems that he has never made up his mind to do something. For the first 17 years, he followed his own heart.

Because he was the only one from the beginning to the end.

Qiao Mohan turned to look at him, "What? Are you still embarrassed?"

"No, no." Ling Huan bypassed him and continued to walk forward, sitting on the sofa by himself, "Except for my grandma, no one seems to be so kind to me..."

Qiao Mohan leaned against the door of the study with his pockets in his pocket, and didn't go over, "Don't worry about it, it's just a small thing for me, um...how should I put it."

Ling Huan took over the conversation, "Hey, for me, it is something worthy of my gratitude. Is that what you mean? However, I won't be polite. Anyway, I already owe you a lot. When will I get rich? I'll pay you back, and I can introduce you to a girlfriend!"

Qiao Mohan raised his forehead, "Introduce your girlfriend to give birth to a son for me? Why don't you just come and be my son now!"

Ling Huan took a deep breath, turned his head to look at him sideways, and knew that this person had only been serious for half an hour, "Hey, Brother Qiao, are you like this in your own company?"

The man turned and entered the master bedroom, "Guess!"

When Qiao Mohan came out after changing his clothes, Ling Huan was washing the dishes in the kitchen, working very hard. In Qiao Mohan's view, the dishes were a little whiter than usual.

"Why are you secretly happy? Didn't I tell you to clean up and send you back home?"

Ling Huan blinked, "I'm cleaning up..." His tone was so innocent.

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, and a different emotion rose in an instant, "Well, hurry up!" After speaking, he turned around and went out.

Secretly sighing that the older I am, the less calm I am, isn't he just a beautiful boy, isn't he just bought a cute, really so good-looking?

Really like it that much?