The gentleman, he is spoiled

Wen Liangcheng looked at someone who was smiling with a happy face, his delicate eyebrows frowned and subconsciously said: "Brother Huan, you should smile less when there are many people in the future."

Qiao Huan pinched Wen Liangcheng's slightly puffed cheeks: "What's the reason?"

Wen Liangcheng looked at the man's smile in front of him, it was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, with the magic power to make people blush, his eyes dodged, and he said against his will: "Because, because it's not good-looking." After finishing speaking, he felt guilty and added: "But, but it's okay in front of me"

Qiao Huan's smile deepened, and he looked at his children leisurely: "Why is that?"

Wen Liangcheng looked innocent: "Because I don't despise you." But he was thinking in his heart, how do I know why I came up with such strange thoughts again.

Qiao Huan tried his best to suppress a smile: "Well, then thank you kid for not despising me."

Wen Liangcheng felt even more guilty: "No, you're welcome, I'll go to class first." Just as he was about to go in, Qiao Huan said, "I'll go to class with you."

Wen Liangcheng looked surprised, with question marks all over his head, Qiao Huan continued to explain: "It's just that I haven't been to a university class for a long time, and I miss it a little."

Wen Liangcheng nodded in a sudden realization, stooped to open the back door sneakily, saw the teacher on the podium was writing on the blackboard with his back on his back, doing everything in class, it was rather noisy, he naturally took Qiao Huan's hand : "At this time, let's go in quickly"

Qiao Huan couldn't close his mouth when he smiled, and he held his soft palm back, letting him pull him.

Because there are many people who come late to the public class, people often sneak in through the back door. Naturally, no one notices the two of them. After successfully sitting in the last row, Wen Liangcheng is relieved. He probably glanced at it. There were quite a lot of girls in the first public class, and he turned his head to look at the person who was staring at him with his chin poised and staring at him. He kept circling what Qi Yu said just now. The corner of Huan's mouth was pulled down, and he said in a low voice, "Didn't we agree to smile less?"

Qiao Huan immediately put away his smile obediently, and nodded with a serious face: "Okay, don't smile."

"Then I'll take notes first. I have to hand in the next class. Brother Huan, control the corners of his mouth." Holding a pen, Wen Liangcheng pointed at the corners of Qiao Huan's mouth, looking fierce.

So half an hour later, Qiao Huan held his chin and looked at the drowsy kid next to him who said he wanted to take notes, smiled helplessly, slowly lifted Wen Liangcheng's head, moved his arm over, and let him sleep Then, he took his pen and notebook again, looked up at the blackboard from time to time, and carefully helped him take notes.

After a while, a few middle-aged men in formal suits and leather shoes suddenly came in and interrupted the class. Among them, the few who followed behind with their heads down turned out to be the principal, vice-principal and secretary of Binda University. The one looked like a leader, but he was looking for something solemnly, and the students below were whispering, a little shocked

"Hey, who is this guy? Why are the leaders of our school still following him!"

"I'll go! It seems to be the director of the city's education department!"

The principal of Binda University put a smile on his face, stepped forward and said, "Director Wang, are you looking for any student?"

Director Wang didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, and his gaze continued to search, and finally fixed on the man in the white sweater sitting in the corner in the last row. His eyes were shocked, and a line of cold sweat oozes from his wrinkled forehead.

Qiao Huan glanced at Wenliangcheng, who was sleeping soundly, his eyes turned cold, and he put a finger on his mouth. The Director Wang saw him, and there was still a cool breeze on his back after such a long distance, so he quickly looked away. Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead nervously, his voice was one degree lower than normal: "Students, study hard and try to keep quiet."

After finishing speaking, he nodded respectfully towards Qiao Huan calmly, and hurriedly led the people away. After leaving the classroom, Director Wang's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, but his face was full of shock: "Above The news came that a big man came from the capital, and I was asked to receive him well, but I didn't expect it to be the one from Qiao's family, this is not a big man, he's like a big Buddha."

The principal of Binda University was confused, and asked cautiously: "Director, who is the Qiao family you are talking about?"

Director Wang lowered his voice a lot: "Who else can it be, the third master of the Qiao family in the capital!"

The principal of Binda University reacted for a while, his eyes gradually changed from shock to disbelief, and he stuttered: "How, how, how is it possible, how could Joe, Mr. Qiao come to such a small place?"

As for the Qiao family in the capital, he has only heard a little bit about it. The Qiao family has a century-old foundation and is deeply rooted in the capital. The second is a well-known figure in the political world, while the youngest, the third, has the strongest momentum, the greatest influence, and ruthless and shrewd methods. He almost holds the lifeline of the business world in the capital firmly in his hands, and has established a huge business empire. All walks of life, even those desperadoes who do black business would respectfully call Mr. Qiao when they saw him, and these were only the most superficial news, so a person like Mr. Qiao would actually Who would believe it in a small place like Laibin City.

"Okay, don't be dazed, hurry up and get ready, Mr. Qiao should be here for something this time." Director Wang glanced at the principal of Binda standing beside him who couldn't even speak, with a displeased expression.

But at this very moment, a certain big shot is seriously taking notes for his children, every single stroke, without even a single typo.

Wen Liangcheng slept very comfortably this time, the bottom of his head was soft, he lazily opened his eyes a crack, turned in one direction to look at Qiao Huan who was writing and drawing with a pen, and pushed it up from time to time. Pushing the frame of the glasses, the earnest look is another kind of charming good-looking, Wen Liangcheng grinned, and muttered in a half-dream, "Brother Huan, good morning."

Qiao Huan stopped writing, looked at the puppy dog ​​eyes covered with light water mist, raised the corners of his mouth, and slapped his forehead with the pen gently: "Good morning, it's already noon."

Wen Liangcheng woke up all of a sudden, and when he looked up, everyone packed up their books and got ready for school. Sure enough, he fell asleep for another four periods. Wen Liangcheng looked down at the sleeves of the sweater that had been creased by him, and blushed instantly in embarrassment: "Huan, brother Huan, yes, I'm sorry..."

Qiao Huan moved his numb arm, slowly lifted it up and straightened Wen Liangcheng's sleepy hair as if nothing had happened, with a smile in his eyes: "It's nothing, you've only been on the pillow for 10 minutes."

Even if Qiao Huan said so, Wen Liangcheng still felt a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to pack his things, he realized that there were a lot of staring eyes around him. A scene of Qiao Huan surrounded by a group of little girls suddenly appeared in his mind, and then Grabbing Qiao Huan's arm: "Brother Huan, let's leave after everyone has finished walking, it will save too many people and too crowded"

Qiao Huan followed him and nodded.

"Liangcheng..." Qi Yu just opened his mouth to call Wen Liangcheng to dismiss from school, when Da Pan and Cheng Lei dragged him out of the class with one arm.

Da Pan rolled his eyes at him: "Why do you have so little eyesight, you are the king of gossip, you can't see anything"

"That's right, it's nothing," Cheng Lei echoed.

Qi Yu: "..."

After everyone had left, Wen Liangcheng packed up his things and said to the people next to him, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

As soon as he got up and was about to leave, Qiao Huan stood up and grabbed him. Wen Liangcheng looked up at the man who was much taller than him. His round eyes were full of questions. Before he could ask, Qiao Huan clamped him with both hands Armpits, hugged him onto the table, propped his hands on both sides of his body, and the eyes of the two were at the same level.

Wen Liangcheng's eyes were shocked, and he let out a small exclamation, and put his hands on Qiao Huan's shoulders habitually. Hearing each other's breathing, the surrounding air began to heat up,

The tips of Wen Liangcheng's ears began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the little rabbit hidden in his heart seemed to be unable to hold it anymore. Their bodies were almost stuck together, and Wen Liangcheng could even feel the scorching heat coming from Qiao Huan. Temperature, this completely unfamiliar feeling made him a little scared,

He closed his eyes tightly subconsciously, and his voice was soft and glutinous with a trembling ending: "Huan, brother Huan~"

The screaming Qiao Huan only felt a numb electric current passing through the tip of his heart, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, resisting the most primitive impulse in his blood, he didn't want to scare his little friend.

He gently closed his eyes, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Wen Liangcheng's, his voice was cool and a little hoarse: "Little friend, I'm going back to the capital." He just wanted to get close to his little friend, because he was too reluctant.

Wen Liangcheng opened his eyes abruptly, and could clearly see Qiao Huan's slender eyelashes trembling slightly, with a gentle and careful look.

"When?" Wen Liangcheng asked in a low voice.

"Today" Qiao Huan raised his arms and put his arms around Wen Liangcheng's waist vaguely.

Wen Liangcheng's mood obviously dropped a lot: "Is this so fast?"

Qiao Huan reluctantly rubbed the tip of his nose again, pulled away, and smiled softly: "I have something to do over there, I'll be back when I'm done with it."

"How long will it take?" Wen Liangcheng asked directly.

Qiao Huan thought for a while: "Ten days"

Wen Liangcheng's mood became even more depressed. He looked at Qiao Huan's slipped frame, and reached out to push it up for him: "Okay, then when you come next time, I will take you to that cafeteria for dinner."

Qiao Huan carried him off the table, packed the books for him, and stroked his hair: "Okay, let's go to dinner, I should go too"

Wen Liangcheng responded sullenly, walked out of the classroom with his head down, the scent of grass and trees on the tip of his nose became weaker and weaker, he didn't know why he hated this feeling, this feeling of being separated from Qiao Huan, he pulled his fingers, Ten days... so long.