Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan looked at the person on the bed who was finally willing to put down the urn, and heaved a sigh of relief, well, this page is finally about to be turned.

Ling Huan looked at the box on the bedside, and closed his eyes under the man's gaze.

Seeing that he was finally willing to sleep for a while, Qiao Mohan only felt that his tiredness swept over his whole body immediately, and he was drowsy. Immediately left, sat in front of the bed and waited until Ling Huan's breathing calmed down before getting ready to get up.

However, as soon as he moved, Ling Huan reached out and grabbed his clothes, and opened his eyes suddenly as if frightened.

Qiao Mohan froze for a moment, then went back to the bed, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ling Huan shook his head, his eyes regained focus, he saw the tiredness on Qiao Mohan's face clearly, and retreated as if letting go of the hand that was holding the hem of the man's clothes, "Because of me, you haven't been to the company recently..."

Qiao Mohan smiled, "Every time I come back from a business trip, I always give myself a vacation, not all for you."

"But I think Brother Feng Xiang comes here every day..." Ling Huan silently stated the fact.

"I thought you didn't feel it. It wasn't me who was the most tiring during this period, but you Feng Xiang, who ran between the company and the house, but it's okay, didn't you promise me to go out to eat tomorrow? He won't have to come over tomorrow." Jomo Han looked into Ling Huan's eyes, and said word by word, afraid that he would start to back down again tomorrow.

Ling Huan nodded, pushed his hand on his body, and then glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside, "It's getting late, go wash up and go to sleep."

"Okay, you sleep first, I'll come later." Qiao Mohan took the pajamas Feng Xiang sent and went outside to wash up.

Heart disease has finally cured more than half.

When the man came back, Ling Huan was still on his side, staring at the urn beside the bed with a pair of wet eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Qiao Mohan's heart skipped a beat, he was afraid that his mood would change back and forth and finally return to its original state.

Ling Huan heard his footsteps, but he didn't see anyone approaching for a long time, so he turned his gaze from the box to the door, "Why don't you come in?"

The man carefully observed every expression on his face, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he approached, "Sleep inside, I guess I'll wake up early in the morning."

Ling Huan glanced at the box in confusion, then moved inside in a small area.

Qiao Mohan lifted the quilt and went to bed, "Why don't I put this box between us?"

Ling Huan turned to look at him, as if he was considering the truth of Qiao Mo's cold words, the man couldn't hold back his joy, "You are really going to put it on the bed, baby, are you weaning or not?"

Ling Huan curled his lips, rolled the quilt inside and rolled again.

Qiao Mohan saw his subconscious movements, and thought to himself, the child's self-healing ability is still good, and he didn't just collapse.

After both of them lay down, Qiao Mohan remembered that this quilt was the same one they covered last time, not to mention that the quilt hadn’t been changed for many days, this quilt is only small enough for two people to sleep together .

Qiao Mohan immediately decided, "I'll see if there are any extra quilts in the cabinet."

Just when he was about to get out of bed, Ling Han firmly dragged him back, "No more!"

The man stared at Ling Huan for two seconds. Ling Huan didn't seem to have any motive to lie to him. Seeing him shrink back to his side automatically, Qiao Mohan just laid down on his back, The quilt was wrapped up for the two of them.

Ling Huan was tangled and turned sideways to Qiao Mohan, thinking slowly with his own little thoughts, he put his hands on the man's arm anxiously, "Brother, do you think I'm troublesome?"

Qiao Mohan saw that his mood had recovered a little, and he was not as cautious as the previous two days. "Why are you a boy more sensitive than a girl? If I despised you, I would have left you alone. Don't think about it."

Ling Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, his eye sockets were hot, and the dryness before was gone in an instant, "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I might still be holding my grandma's body and not letting go."

Qiao Mohan rubbed his head, and simply wrapped him in his arms, "Say something stupid, and I will obediently be your brother Qiao's cow and horse handle in the future, so that you will have no worries about food and clothing!"

Ling Huan was a little uncomfortable with the intimacy of the two times at this moment. Although Qiao Mohan hugged him a lot these days, he still thought about something lately, felt strange, and was so attached to him that he didn't want to leave. ?

Qiao Mohan didn't know the twists and turns in Ling Huan's heart, and after holding his poor little boy, his eyelids became heavy and he couldn't speak for a while, "Go to sleep, I'm really sleepy, you also close your eyes, Go to sleep!"

Ling Huan hummed in a low voice, the lights in the room were not turned off, he could clearly see every pore on Qiao Mohan's face, and always felt that something had changed.

But he didn't dare to think about it, Ling Huan rested his head on Qiao Mohan's shoulder, and looked at the box beside the bed without any sleepiness.

If grandma was here, seeing him like this, would you feel that you have no manliness at all...

When Qiao Mohan opened his eyes in the morning, this half of his body was numb. Ling Huan was sleeping soundly lying on top of him.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his shoulders. He hadn't experienced this sourness for many years. Qiao Mohan sighed in his heart, old, old, really old!

As soon as Qiao Mohan came out of bed, Ling Huan woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Qiao Mohan's pained look, and couldn't help but smile.

The man noticed the movement, turned his head just in time to see Ling Huan's unrestrained smile, and scolded with a smile, he moved closer to touch Ling Huan's itchy flesh, "You still dare to laugh, you little heartless..."

Ling Huan giggled and rolled on the bed, then turned over and sat up, and swore, "I'm hungry!"

Qiao Mohan froze for a moment, smiled and threw the pillow in Ling Huan's direction, "Get up quickly if you're hungry, you're so lazy."

Ling Huan reached out to take the pillow and hugged it in his arms, his stomach was rumbling, and his mind was clearer than any time these days.

Grandma is gone.

This is a fact that nothing can change.

"I want to eat buns stuffed with leeks..."

Qiao Mohan turned around and went to the cabinet to find a change of clothes for the two of them. Hearing Ling Huan's words, he was so angry that his teeth ached. He finally realized that he was hungry. The first thing he wanted to eat was the chive buns downstairs that cost one yuan each!

Take a break here!

"Brother Qiao, did you hear that? Chives, leeks, leeks, I want to eat leek buns..." Ling Huan didn't see Qiao Mohan's ever-changing expression, and kept talking about eating leek buns later.