Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You're welcome, think about what you want to bring now, don't forget anything, if there is nothing, we will buy it nearby later."

Ling Huan shook his head, not really wanting to go, "Just take the set at home, it's too troublesome to buy again, there's nothing missing."

"I'll buy another set, what will you do when you go home for the weekend?" Qiao Mohan frowned.

Ling Huan didn't care too much, "I don't think there will be any weekends, even if I come back, I can sleep on the sofa."

The man didn't quite agree with his idea. Thinking about the home where only Ling Huan was left, he would go back to the cold pot and cold stove, and he didn't even have a bed to sleep in. Thinking about it, he felt pitiful. "I'll ask someone to send you a set in a while, so don't move the one at home. We'll go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities later. You just need to bring a few clothes."

"Who will give it to me? I'll just bring it myself, otherwise we'll buy it later, what a bother to others." Ling Huan said.

Qiao Mohan gave him a sideways look, "Then we'll go to the mall after we get home and get the clothes, and buy everything that needs to be bought."

Ling Huan really wanted to refuse, thinking about his balance, and hearing the words of the mall, he felt his heart bleed, but it was not easy to refuse Qiao Mohan.

After the man took him across the entire shopping mall and swiped his card, Ling Huan was almost grateful, "Brother Qiao, you've been charged again."

Qiao Mohan pinched the back of his neck, and hit him unceremoniously, "Fuck, these things are not as expensive as a daily meal, how much is this?" Qiao Mohan glanced at the receipt, "Yeah , it’s not as expensive as Japanese food.”

Ling Huan stared, "Just the Japanese food we went to eat? Why is it so much more expensive than the one last time?"

Qiao Mohan rubbed his head, "Stupid, just treat it as my investment for you, and return it to me after you go to university."

Ling Huan shook his head resolutely, "I won't treat you to eat such expensive daily food after being admitted to university!" Although these things are all daily necessities, they are still worth three thousand dollars. Qiao Mohan didn't look at them. Money only depends on quality, so he can't stop it.

If the daily food was more expensive than these, Ling Huan felt that he would definitely pull out gold when he went back at night.

The man was amused by his obsession with money, "Then what if I insist on you?"

Ling Huan mumbled his lips, looked down at the bag in his hand, "Then please take..."

Qiao Mohan was very satisfied, and walked past him with things in both hands. "Let's go!"

When they arrived at the school, Yang Qing happened to be a class in this campus, and was waiting for them at the door. Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan attracted many people's attention when they got off the bus. The eyes are bright, let alone this car.

Ling Huan regretted asking Qiao Mohan to send him off. Now that there are so many people who hate the rich, isn't this trying to bring hatred to him?

"Sister Qing." Ling Huan called out looking at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing smiled, glanced at the car behind them, and teased Qiao Mohan, "Mr. Qiao is here to save face for Ling Huan?"

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, and he didn't deny it, "Ling Huan will have to trouble you to take care of it from now on, or we'll have dinner later?"

Ling Huan looked at Qiao Mohan in embarrassment. What the man said made him blush a little. He was not Qiao Mohan in the strict sense, but he took care of himself like this, and even put on an attitude of a patriarch. It made Ling Huan really have the urge to take care of him to the end of his life.

However, Qiao Mohan should not be older than him by a few years.

Yang Qing refused without thinking, she was really busy, "No need, just take Ling Huan to eat, I have to go to another campus later."

Ling Huan sympathized with the nature of Yang Qing's job, "Why do you always have classes at night? Is your body able to handle it?"

"I'm in good health, at least much better than you, and I have to go after all the classes are exhausted." Yang Qing said.

The three of them walked in from the door. Qiao Mohan had heard about this educational institution, and it is said that it is now preparing to go public. Ling Huan's class is a class of 30 students, and the tuition fee is much cheaper than that of the small class.

"Is a class of 15 better?" Qiao Mohan asked Yang Qing.

Yang Qing smiled, this was Ling Huan's own choice, "Not necessarily, each class is usually equipped with teaching assistants except for the lecturers who come to teach each subject regularly. In previous years, the proportion of 30-person classes is higher. After all, there are more people and the learning atmosphere is better.”

Ling Huan was afraid that Qiao Mohan would do something that would catch him off guard, so he directly intervened in the conversation between the two, "Brother Qiao, I think a class of 30 students is good. There were only [-] or [-] students in school before. "

Qiao Mohan pursed his lips and didn't say anything, because he was afraid that what he did would put Ling Huan under pressure.

Yang Qing took Ling Huan to explain to their head teacher and went back to class. The head teacher took Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan into the class to confirm their seats and put down the books and materials they had just brought. There was a constant commotion.

The eyes of all the girls in the class followed the movements of Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan. Qiao Mohan was fine, he was used to it, but Ling Huan didn't even know where to put his hands.

Qiao Mohan dragged the things in his hand and stuffed them into the drawer, and smiled politely at the fat classmate who was about to be Ling Huan's deskmate, "I will ask you to take care of me in the future." Before leaving, he said to everyone , "Excuse me." The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, deep and magnetic.

The students all took a deep breath, thinking that they must have good fortune in the future.

Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan were taken to the dormitory again by the class guide, and they left at the door. The class guide was a woman, not very old, and she didn't go in because it was a male dormitory.

After a few polite words with Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan, he went back.

Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan walked and looked at the environment and facilities here. Qiao Mohan felt very satisfied, but Ling Huan felt pain in his flesh. It was because the environment was so good that the corresponding accommodation fee was quite expensive. It was about five hundred, Ling Huan sighed deeply, found the room number and opened the door to enter.

This is a standard four-person room, with beds and tables, it doesn't look as simple as those in ordinary high schools. The beds and tables are made of pure wood. Qiao Mohan is satisfied with it.

Put the bed I just bought on the only empty bed among them.

"Not bad, you can study here with peace of mind."

Ling Huan pushed open the door of the bathroom and took a look. The bathroom was equipped with the same configuration as a hotel.

"Well, there's nothing you can do if you don't feel at ease, all the money has been spent!"

Qiao Mohan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Don’t worry about money when you come to study, you can come here as convenient as possible. If, like some schools, each building shares a common water room and bathroom, then how much study time will be wasted just queuing up every day? It's not worth it." Qiao Mohan patted him on the shoulder, "Educational resources determine the quality of education!"