Abduct a boy and bring him back

In the early hours of the morning, Ling Huan was awakened by a knock on the door. He was lying on the sofa, and before he could take off his schoolbag on his back, he heard the knock on the door and suddenly went home without knowing why.

I can only open the door first, and the surroundings I can feel are cold.

Qiao Mohan stood outside the door, looking at Ling Huan who was still carrying a schoolbag, "Are you going to school now?"

Memory flashed through Ling Huan's mind for a moment, "...err, yes." unconsciously touched the strap of the schoolbag in front of him. "Then what, Brother Qiao, why are you here?"

The man took a serious look at the person in front of him. If it wasn't for Uncle Mengang who worked overtime today, he might not even know that Ling Huan had been there. He didn't know what happened. "Why did you come back suddenly on Thursday?" Qiao Mo Han asked.

Ling Huan suddenly didn't know how to explain it. When he woke up, he found that his emotions came and went quickly, "Ah...well, it's too cold, go home and get two clothes."

"Why didn't you call me when you went to my place?" Qiao Mohan passed him and entered the door directly. Just as he was about to take off his coat, he realized that the temperature inside the house was the same as outside. "The air conditioner is not on?"

Ling Huan rubbed the red mark on his forehead before he reacted and turned on the air conditioner.

"Don't tell me that you only woke up to turn on the air conditioner after you got home for a few hours..." Qiao Mohan looked at his neat clothes and your schoolbag, feeling a little worried.

"...No." Ling Huan denied intentionally, "Isn't it just about to leave... it just closed."

Qiao Mohan looked at him with raised eyebrows, and didn't refute him. Just after turning it off, there wasn't even a trace of heat in the room?

"I called you and no one answered. What were you doing just now?"

Ling Huan's eyes dodged, "... fell asleep."

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched. Looking at the TV wide open, he couldn't imagine how he fell asleep in such a cold place. "Next time, call me. I'll ask my assistant to deliver it to you. You don't need to run back."

Ling Huan buckled the strap of the backpack, "Did I make you worry again?"

The man sat down next to the sofa and waved to him, "What are you talking about, you little brat, I'm worried that you shouldn't?"

"Oh..." Ling Huan sat down next to him, and he could only be a little kid in this person's heart.

"I went back to grandma's place at night, but I came back late. You didn't call me when you went. The key is still with you. Next time I'm not here, just go in." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan felt that his mood before going to bed was better than Qiao Mohan's attitude at the moment. Compared with Qiao Mohan's attitude at this moment, it was really inexplicable, "If it is left at home, I can't go in. I am afraid that you have something important, so I didn't call you."

"I'm not a model worker. What important things can I do when I'm off work?" In terms of busyness, it was very busy when it was merged a while ago, but it's been a long time ago. Joe's is now on the regular, and he is the boss. If something happens, there are a few vice presidents and assistants around to take care of it, so he doesn't need to work hard.

Ling Huan's stomach grumbled twice suddenly, "..." He rubbed his stomach in embarrassment.

Qiao Mohan frowned, "Didn't you have dinner?"

"No." It wasn't that he didn't finish his meal, but he didn't even eat lunch, Ling Huan thought.

The man looked at the time, "Call for a takeaway, it should be delivered at this time." Qiao Mohan made a decisive decision, took out his mobile phone and called Feng Xiang.

Ling Huan didn't even have a chance to talk, he could actually call the nearby fish meal shop...the delivery was pretty fast.

"Brother, are you going back at night? It's so late, how about just making do with it all night?" Ling Huan hesitated for a long time and said.

Qiao Mohan didn't think much about it, he was 1 willing in his heart, Ling Huan would definitely not let him go to grandma's room here, the two of them would just sleep on the same bed and cover them with a quilt as before.

"Alright, I'll drop you off at work tomorrow morning."

Qiao Mohan felt that Ling Huan was different from before, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ling Huan smiled, his heart was finally not so empty, and the living room gradually warmed up. He took off his bag and coat and put them on the hanger, "Take off your coat, it's not cold anymore." He said Tell Qiao Mohan.

The man took off his clothes casually and handed them to him, "I haven't lived here for so long, so the water heater isn't turned on."

Ling Huan nodded, and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw that Qiao Mohan had already gone in.

He almost forgot that this man also lived here for a few days.

Ling Huan leaned on the bathroom door and watched Qiao Mohan clean the bathroom, "Brother, have you cured your cleanliness recently?"

Qiao Mohan glared at him, "One more thing, come and clean it yourself."

Ling Huan laughed twice, and took the initiative to go in and squeeze into the same space with Qiao Mohan, "Let me clean the toilet, you do the rest."

Qiao Mohan let him go to do it, and was about to go out to get takeaway, but he still couldn't hold back.

"Ling Huan, are you sure you're really okay?"

The movements of Ling Huan's hands paused, and his smile froze for a moment, but then he acted like a normal person, "...Ah! I'm really fine, I'm sure I'll come over and hug your thigh right away if something happens."

Qiao Mohan wanted to say something more, but there was a knock on the door, so he could only go out to get takeaway.

"Hurry up and simply pack up and come out to eat."

Ling Huan shook the toilet brush at him, "Just clean it up, I'm afraid you'll have to close your eyes when you go to the bathroom, or you won't be able to urinate."

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Mohan gave him a middle finger, and turned to open the door.

When Ling Huan came out of the bathroom, Qiao Mohan had already put all the food in the bowl. He glanced at the box thrown in the trash can, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "This restaurant has such a high standard? Brother Qiao, this bowl It can still be used..."

The man raised his eyelids and glanced at the trash can, "It's not clean!"

Ling Huan was speechless, he ate the food in the bowl and still thought the bowl was not clean...

That's it.

"Why is there only one porridge?" He looked at the rice bowl that Qiao Mohan pushed in front of him.

"I've had dinner, and I ordered it for you." The man explained.

Ling Huan sniffed it, "Seafood porridge?"

"I know you like this, don't be too greasy at night, it's cold, so you won't feel uncomfortable." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan nodded, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was instantly filled with Qiao Mohan's words, and then saw a few side dishes beside him, hot and sour potato shreds, tomato eggs, fried bean sprouts?

"How can this high-end restaurant order such homely dishes?" Ling Huan twitched his forehead twice.

Qiao Mohan glared at him, pointed at the table, "So, do you want to eat?"

Ling Huan pulled the table over resentfully, "Eat!" Hey, the man who can change his face is the most unlovable man, Ling Huan secretly slandered in his heart.