Abduct a boy and bring him back

Today is a working day, and this time is the rush hour for work. When Ling Huan squeezed into the subway, he felt that he must have lost weight again. There was only such a small space, with an aunt in front and a woman in the back. A highly obese person, even the air conditioner in the subway didn't work for him.

From his station to the gate of Qiao Mohan Community, there are about ten stations in between, and it takes a full four or ten minutes. Ling Huan is a little thankful that his altitude is still high, and his nose and mouth are not squeezed in front of and behind him. In the moment of stopping at the station, you can slightly tiptoe to experience the air above.

Just after the people in front of him got out of the car, Ling Huan suddenly felt a little sticky on his back. After a pause in his mind, he suddenly jumped into the open space in front, and there was the sound of a huge object crashing to the ground behind him.

Without turning around, he subconsciously reached out to touch his back, shit!

Really are……

Everyone covered their mouths and sniggered. The huge hunchback got up from the ground in a daze. Before realizing what happened, he glanced at the opened subway door, his eyes became clear immediately, and he hurriedly scrambled Dragging his sack out of the subway.

Ling Huan covered his face, and the corner of his mouth twitched... Life is not easy, let's do it and cherish it!

The young girl with a baby sitting next to her pulled out two pieces of baby paper from her pocket and handed them to him. Ling Huan thanked him while wiping the drool behind him, and a thousand horses in his heart stomped past.

When we arrived at Qiao Mohan's house, it was already 09:30, and the community was very private. Ling Huan talked to the security guard at the entrance for a long time before letting him in.

Once allowed, Ling Huan ran quickly. It took less than ten seconds from getting out of the elevator to entering the door. After changing his shoes, he squatted in front of the shoe cabinet like a big cute pet, panting heavily with his mouth open. , enjoying the cool space that finally arrived.

"Damn, it almost heated me up..."

When Qiao Mohan left, he glanced at the weather outside and knew that it was very hot today, so he didn't turn off the air conditioner at home.

Ling Huan stood up from the entrance and walked inside. Qiao Mohan said that today he only needs to clean up, and there is no need to cook dinner. He thought that this place is a fucking summer resort, and he needs to clean up slowly. Here and his It's heaven on earth compared to the kennels.

He sat down on the sofa in the living room, sighing Amitabha!

If it wasn't for his own brain twitching, how could he get himself here.

Ling Huan really never thought that he would really do the job of pickpocketing. When he was in school, no matter how bastard or defiant he was, he never thought about it.

But now that he has done it, his mood is extremely calm, and he is not ashamed as he imagined.

Because it seems that in Qiao Mohan's eyes, he is such a dirty little bastard, and he was able to be brought here to be a coolie to redeem himself because he wanted to give him a hand.

He doesn't care, in front of such a perfect man, he has already been eclipsed, and not caring is even more unbearable.

Ling Huan walked around Qiao Mohan's house, thinking about where to start cleaning up first, but after walking around, he found that everything that was clean looked as if it had just been cleaned. This Qiao Mohan was walking him for a walk. ?

He sat on the polished floor and began to dial Qiao Mohan's phone. The hair on his head was blown away by his rubbing. He had climbed several mountains to get here.

However, no one answered the phone after three calls, so Ling Huan hugged a pillow and collapsed on the floor, what's the point of cleaning when it's so clean.

When Qiao Mohan came back at noon, he saw such a scene. He changed his slippers and walked around the room twice, and touched the dust on the table. sleep...

He pressed the hand sanitizer under the coffee table twice and rubbed his hands, then kicked the male creature who had just rolled over on the ground, the veins on his forehead had jumped up.

"Ling Huan... Ling Huan..." Qiao Mohan raised his voice twice.

Hearing the movement, Ling Huan suddenly stretched his legs and jumped up from the ground. He saw that Qiao Mohan's face was still full of confusion after just waking up.

"Brother, why are you back..."

"If I don't come back again, you'll almost wipe the floor clean with your clothes... You're good at kung fu, you can go to Shaolin Temple to practice and become a monk if you have nothing to do..." Qiao Mohan picked up the pillow under Ling Huan's feet, subconsciously The above glanced back and forth, and then threw it into the big garbage behind him by the way.

Ling Huan was stunned, and hurriedly poked his head out of the trash can to bring the pillow out, "Brother, this pillow and the sofa are matching, this material is so expensive, you can throw it away ..."

Qiao Mohan frowned, "Throw it away as soon as I tell you, what a waste of time! Throw it away..."

Ling Huan protected the pillow in his arms, and suddenly remembered that Qiao Mohan in front of him was a senior clean freak, "Brother, can I take it back to my own home, I just hugged the pillow twice, it's innocent!"

Qiao Mohan heard him yelling one brother at a time, and couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to lose his temper. He waved his hand, "Take it back, take it back, hurry up and take it back!"

Ling Huan finally opened his eyes and smiled, "Hey, if the bacteria are a scourge, they are also a scourge to me, brother, don't worry, I'll clean them up for you right away!" As he spoke, he took out a garbage bag from under the coffee table, and rescued him from the tiger's mouth. The cover of the pillow.

The corners of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, a little broken, "You just slept on the floor all morning?"

"Um, it seems...you asked me to come and clean it up, but I can sleep on the floor if the house is clean, so why do I need to clean it up..." Ling Huan tied up the garbage bag of his phone and ran to put it at the door Above the shoe cabinet.

He ran back in a hurry and stood still in front of Qiao Mohan.

"So you fell asleep on the floor?" Qiao Mohan reached out and knocked on Ling Huan's head, really wanting to knock it open for him to see what's inside.

"........."

"I'll write an instruction for you, and I will clean it according to the above..." After Qiao Mohan finished speaking, he entered the study. Ling Huan was neither standing nor sitting outside.

Hearing the sound of clattering on the keyboard inside, Ling Huan touched his head that was sore from being hit by Qiao Mohan just now. He really thought it was handwritten, but it was just a cleaning instruction that needed to be printed out. I can't keep up with the rhythm of these successful people.

After a while, Qiao Mohan took out three instructions, one was placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa, one was pasted on the refrigerator in the kitchen, and Ling Huan pasted the rest in the bathroom.

When Ling Huan went to the bathroom to post it, he glanced at the content above, his pupils trembled, and he turned around and rushed from the bathroom to Qiao Mohan.