Abduct a boy and bring him back

Qiao Mohan leaned on the bedside and flipped through Ling Huan's previous books, laughing as he flipped through them. Except for the villains he drew, there were really no notes in Ling Huan's books. On average, every few pages would appear A villain with different postures, but his eyes are all half-closed in the same way, very lazy.

Little people like big cats.

At least this kind of q-version villain, Qiao Mohan has only seen Ling Huan here, of course there is a second one, Ling Huan said it looks like him!

Children can be taught...

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he felt a sense of relief that my son had just grown up.

When Ling Huan came in, Qiao Mohan was watching with great interest.

"What are you looking at? So happy?" Ling Huan took off his shoes and turned from Qiao Mohan's side to the other side, his upturned butt flashed past the man's eyes.

Qiao Mohan couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and patted it, "It's pretty Q bomb."

Ling Huan clutched his buttocks in shock, he had never thought that Qiao Mohan was such a casual slapping person.

Seeing his expression, the man felt bad, "What? Only girls can take pictures, I can't move?"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Mohan would have such a reaction. Ling Huan got into bed depressed, with many accusations in his eyes, feeling like he was taken advantage of by others and didn't want to take responsibility.

"Then can I take your picture?" Ling Huan said.

Qiao Mohan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It's a beautiful idea, you can touch my ass?" After the man finished speaking, there was still a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, "You can touch it if you want, but you can touch it with your body. Let's make a promise, and I will touch you as a promise."

Ling Huan wasn't fooled, but his ears were faintly red, "You want to be beautiful, and I'll let you touch it because of your body. Isn't your ass golden?"

The man was still holding the book in his hand, and he moved closer and closer to Ling Huan, "Yes, Jin's, how about it, think about it?"

Ling Huan pursed his lips, turned around and turned his back to him, "Irreverent!"

Qiao Mohan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "At my age, you belong to the older generation."

Ling Huan said arrogantly, "That's not true, there is a generation gap between three years old, we are both much better, at least three generations behind."

The man threw the book in his hand aside, turned around and put it close to his ear, "Then you should at least call me grandpa!"

Ling Huan glared, turned to look at him, "..." Unexpectedly, Qiao Mohan's face was close at hand. "...you, you think beautifully!"

The desire under Qiao Mohan rolled over quietly, his Adam's apple slid gently, "Ling Huan..."

Ling Huan subconsciously tugged at the sheet under his hand, "...why, what's wrong?"

The man's endurance is still a little stronger than he predicted. The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and someone's hand is getting tighter and tighter, and his breathing is getting hotter and hotter.

When Qiao Mohan's nose touched Ling Huan's cheek, he felt his heart skip a few beats, he didn't know what to expect, and he didn't know what to fear.

"Brother, I..."

Qiao Mohan's eyes darkened, and in the end he just nibbled on the tip of his nose. There was longing, lingering, nostalgia, and a lot of helplessness...

"I almost wanted to bite you to death." The man backed away from a safe distance.

The corners of Ling Huan's mouth twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry at Qiao Mohan's last words, he thought Qiao Mohan wanted to kiss him...or did he think too much?

Qiao Mohan was very annoyed with himself. He was annoyed at when he became so dizzy. He just wanted a kiss. He also hated his poor stamina. If he took a step forward now, he might get Ling Huantui in return. He drove for several steps, he couldn't be so impulsive.

Even if he didn't kiss on the lips just now, his action just now was too ambiguous, how should he get back now? !

Ling Huan looked at Qiao Mohan calmly picking up the book next to him and continuing to read the villain, a little confused and at a loss, what happened just now?

Qiao Mohan... what was he thinking?

if?if!

If possible, does the man beside him also like him?Ling Huan stole several guts for himself, silently guessing in his heart.

Qiao Mohan seemed to have seen something funny, so he suddenly reached out and stroked the hair on Ling Huan's head.

"Hey, baby, what are you thinking about in class?!" The man brought the page he saw to Ling Huan and asked him.

Ling Huan's focus was still on the baby that Qiao Mohan called out so casually. "What?" In front of Ling Huan, it looks like a couple who have been in love for many years. Ling Huan thinks wildly, and can only see secret numb math problems in front of him.

Qiao Mohan pointed to the little man with a little chicken hanging on his head, "... Isn't it funny?"

Only then did Ling Huan find Qiao Mohan's smile, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment, "Ah... Could it be that I drew this?" His tone was full of uncertainty and unwillingness to admit.

"...How do I know? Anyway, this is your math book." Qiao Mohan said innocently.

Ling Huan scratched his head, put his arm on the man's arm, and used his strength to half-sit up from the bed to watch with him, "I thought you were watching what, math class is the most boring, so... just keep staring at it." Looking at the teacher, this is the image I tailored for him after thinking for a long time."

"So... why is there a dick instead of a hat on his head?" Qiao Mohan's focus was on this.

Ling Huan flicked back two more pages, then turned back again, looked back and forth for a minute before opening his mouth, "This teacher is full of pornographic waste, and he always makes some colorful jokes in class, and...he The one who has been harassing me." He pursed his lips and finally concluded, "Anyway, I think it's very vivid!"

Qiao Mohan, "...oh." Qiao Mohan took the book back from his hand, "It's rare that you still have the mood to design an image for him."

Ling Huan just laughed it off. After so long, and after experiencing so much, he didn't care much about it. "I almost forgot about it. I have a new class, a new teacher, a new deskmate, and you are here. I forgot."

The man patted his head in satisfaction, "Hey, follow me to have candy, please hug the donor's thigh tightly, and make sure you walk sideways in City A."

After being snorted by Qiao Mohan, Ling Huan's mood was about to fly, "Then next time you run a red light, can you tell Uncle Traffic Police that my brother is Qiao Mohan?"

Qiao Mohan twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at him up and down, full of teasing, "Are you going to run through the red light by yourself, or ride a mountain bike? If that's the case, don't mention your brother Qiao's name, brother Thin-skinned, Xia Yi can fly to Young Master Xia at any time, and your Brother Xia's name is dedicated to the traffic police brigade of City A!"

Ling Huan was very resentful, and automatically slid into the quilt, "The sky has been ruined by you, goodbye!"