Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan opened the door, and the two elderly people came in with each other's support. Ling Huan quickly turned sideways to let someone enter the door first.

It's just that the old lady couldn't move as soon as she saw Ling Huan, and looked at the tender young man in front of her with a smile, "Is he Mo Han's friend?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes, it's Mo Han's friend." Ling Huan was still a little nervous, saying that he didn't have enough brains yet.

Qiao Mohan couldn't hold back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to hold back, but when Ling Huan called his name like his grandma, he couldn't hold back.

Grandma passed Grandpa, who was originally on the same level, and patted Ling Huan on the arm, "What a boy! Much prettier than Qiao Mohan..."

Ling Huan hurried forward to support grandma's body, and his forehead twitched unavoidably when he heard these words. He was beautiful... This was the first time someone praised him like this. If he was more beautiful, he seemed to be indeed better than Jomo Cold and beautiful.

Qiao Mohan supported Grandpa Qiao from behind and said, "Go in and say, let's go in first."

Grandma was then supported by Ling Huan to take a step forward.

"Yo, I knew that this house can't be dirty, and our Mo Han's cleanliness problem can't be corrected." Grandma walked from the entrance to the living room and looked around.

Grandpa Qiao smiled and patted Qiao Mohan's hand that supported him, "It's good to be clean, good to be clean!"

Grandma snorted twice, not mentioning the two of them, "It's good to be clean, but the housekeeping staff are too hard."

Ling Huan rubbed his nose and kept silent. Did Qiao Mohan's problem come from his family? This is completely self-taught!

Ling Huan sat on the couch with grandma, and grandpa sat on the side sofa. Qiao Mohan didn't want to be far away, so he sat beside Ling Huan.

"Why do you suddenly think of coming to me?" Qiao Mohan asked, usually the two old people would call in advance or ask Qiao Shanshan to accompany them when they came, and this was the first time they came to the door suddenly like today.

"You haven't had a call for more than half a month. I came here with your grandfather to see what you are doing outside!" Grandma scolded.

Qiao Mohan leaned back relaxed, pinching Ling Huan's stiff back, "The company is a bit busy right now, and I have to get used to a lot of places when I just took over."

Ling Huan wanted to jump up when touched by him, but Qiao Mohan held him in place with both arms, "Don't move, sit still!"

Grandma passed Ling Huan and stared at Qiao Mohan, "Hey, why are you so fierce, the young man is just sitting here, I want you to tell me!"

Qiao Mohan withdrew one hand resentfully, but the other hand was still on Ling Huan's shoulder. Ling Huan felt that his whole body was more uncomfortable, so he explained for the man, "Grandma, he didn't hurt me, he just said something. so……"

Grandma was very relieved when she heard Ling Huan's voice, but she was even more unhappy when she saw Qiao Mohan's eyes. Just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Grandpa Qiao who was sitting by the side, "It's a bit difficult to just take over the company. Tired, but you have to call home often, your grandma is worried."

"Yes, I will definitely call next time." Qiao Mohan agreed very happily, and then began to introduce Ling Huan to the two old people, "Grandpa, grandma, this is Ling Huan, the child who opened the video last time."

Grandma noticed it when she was in front of the door, especially after seeing the real person, she became even more curious about the young man in front of her, "I know, you were still cooking in the video last time, right?"

Ling Huan twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Ah, yes, it's all just for fun!"

Qiao Mohan touched the back of his neck, "Anyway, I think it's delicious..."

Ling Huan secretly poked Qiao Mohan with the other elbow, trying to make him stop talking nonsense.

Qiao Mohan touched his nose and didn't continue talking.

Grandma, the old god, was watching the two people's small movements, and was very heartwarming. Thinking about his family, Mo Han had never had any intimate relationship with anyone, and he usually stood and sat with each other. How could he be like that? Now it is like this, sitting softly on the side behind Ling Huan, and the two of them keep pinching me and poking you.

Grandpa Qiao was also very happy to see Qiao Mohan like this.

"Then your grandpa and I won't leave at night?" Grandma looked at Qiao Mohan deliberately.

Qiao Mohan stopped talking this time, and pinched Ling Huan to signal him to speak.

Ling Huan was speechless, it seems that she doesn't have the right to speak here?How would he speak about this?No one spoke for a moment.

"Ask Ling Huan, I don't know how to cook dinner anyway..." Qiao Mohan could only say something abruptly.

The two old men took advantage of the situation to look at Ling Huan, "Xiao Huan is cooking?"

Ling Huan hurriedly agreed, "...Yes, if you don't mind grandpa and grandma, you can make do with it here."

"It's not okay, it's not okay, as long as someone can make it for us, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise Mo Han should order takeaway." Grandma said, grabbing Ling Huan's hand.

"We were also planning to cook..." Qiao Mohan then got up and moved the big and small bags in the living room to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Ling Huan wanted to get up, but grandma grabbed him, "Just let him do it by himself."

He could only accept, "Let me go, he doesn't know where to put things, and I'm not very good at talking, so let Brother Qiao come over and chat with you."

Grandma could only watch as Ling Huan ran up to Qiao Mohan quickly, and sorted all the things into the refrigerator.

Qiao Mohan put down his things and came to the living room, and saw his grandma's very depressed expression.

"what happened?"

"Your grandma insists on pulling people to chat, this will scare people away..." Grandpa put the crutches aside, took a cushion and stuffed it behind him.

Grandma glared at him, "Whether you old man can talk, it's obviously because Mo Han is clumsy and can't do anything, and the children just go over when they can't stand it."

Qiao Mohan was even more depressed, "..." He was shot while lying down!

Grandma was still watching Ling Huan's activities in the kitchen eagerly in the living room.

So he complained, "A lot of houses now have open kitchens. Why do you buy a house so expensive, and you can't keep up with the trend? You can't even see it."

The man was disgusted and glanced at the decoration of his home. It is serious if he can't keep up with the trend. Although the kitchen is not open, it is still half open. There is a small dining room between the living room. If you sit at the dining table In front of him, it is definitely possible to see the kitchen in all directions.

How do you know that my grandma knows what is trendy or not.

In the kitchen, Ling Huan seldom drummed in his heart, and he was a little bit hesitant to deal with the ingredients that had just been brought out.

In the end, I could only secretly send text messages to Qiao Mohan, "What do grandparents like to eat? What kind of dishes can I cook? What if the elderly don't like it?" A series of three questions were sent, and they continued to stare blankly at the console. Thinking about it, this meal must not be messed up. This is Qiao Mohan's relatives. If the grandparents are unhappy, Qiao Mohan will hate him in the future. What if he is not allowed to enter the house?

For this meal, Ling Huan was in a mess, the pressure was unprecedentedly swelled, and the previous joy of cooking turned into a burden.