Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huanteng moved his arms away, trying to prop up his body to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Brother Qiao... why are you here?" He was surprised.

Qiao Mohan handed him the phone, "Hold it and follow the road, and I'll help you up..." His expression was the same as usual, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"No, no, I can go by myself!" Ling Huan pushed the phone back, supported the trash can next to him, stood up and walked out, with an obvious smile on his face, even though he was really sick now. It hurts.

Ling Huan thought, if Qiao Mohan didn't come, he might die of pain here today.

When he was sitting on the ground just now, for a moment, he was thinking, this is the way to die, anyway, no one will love him except grandma, no, even grandma doesn't care about him now.

Forget it, he didn't want to stand up and walk forward even if it hurt to death.

The moment he heard Qiao Mohan's voice, tears seemed to well up in his eyes.

Qiao Mohan could feel the obvious stiffness of his body, and he could also feel the sudden change in his mood. He didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment. Coming to rescue Ling Huan was a subconscious move, and he didn't think about the reason at all. And as a result, it happened so naturally.

But Ling Huan's intuitive emotions were conveyed to him again, which made Qiao Mohan feel the feeling of being needed that he hadn't felt for a long time.

"Brother, are you here to save me?" Ling Huan suddenly stopped in his tracks, wanting to ask an answer a little excitedly.

Qiao Mohan looked at Ling Huan's sweaty face through this little light, and nodded unnaturally, "I saw you at the bar."

"Really?" Ling Huan stroked his messy hair, "I used to be a waiter there..."

"I know!" Qiao Mohan replied, then reached out and grabbed his arm, putting him on his body and walking away.

Ling Huan was still giggling, because of the height of the two of them, Qiao Mohan was 1.8 meters 1.7, and Ling Huan was about [-] meters [-], so he groaned out before taking two steps Voice.

Qiao Mohan hurriedly put down his arm, "It hurts?" Ling Huan's arm was a little cold, and the cold sweat on his forehead continued, making Qiao Mohan a little anxious.

He leaned softly on Qiao Mohan's body, trying to hold his eyelids closed, frowning, and his tone revealed a little fragility, "Um...it hurts, my stomach is still hard! It's hard, bro, I'm sure I'm going to died……"

"Stop talking, what the hell, I haven't gone back to check whether the room you cleaned is up to standard... Shut up and rest for a while, and I'll take you to the hospital." Qiao Mohan supported Ling Huan's limp body , simply picked up the person horizontally, and walked outside quickly.

It seemed that Ling Huan's stomach was going to be troubled, and it was very dangerous.

When Qiao Mohan carried Ling Huan out of the alley, Xia Yifei and Yu Ming were gone, and he didn't know where to go to deal with the problem with his two sticks. Fortunately, the car was left for him, and there was a car beside him. The boy at the bar showed him the car, but didn't let him run to the side of the road and call 120 for help.

The younger brother saw that Ling Huan had passed out, and he was so frightened that he was out of his wits. Now that prince Xia Yifei is negotiating with his boss, except for one thing, they can't handle it, "Why, what's going on, we didn't fight He..."