The gentleman, he is spoiled
Chapter 62
"Except for brother Shuyu, I've never seen third brother bring anyone back to the old house." Seeing that he was silent, Leng Yiran changed his words, "It seems that your relationship is really good."
As soon as Wen Liangcheng heard it, he knew that he was still trying to understand the relationship between him and Qiao Huan from the side. Every word he said was full of temptation. Wen Liangcheng felt that listening to him was very tiring and made him feel very uncomfortable, so he said directly: "Brother Huan is upstairs in the study, you can go up to him if you need anything."
"I'm just here for dinner." Leng Yiran waved his hands with a smile, and leaned back on the sofa casually.
"So you don't go up?" Wen Liangcheng asked.
"No." Leng Yiran shook his head.
"Then I'll go up." Wen Liangcheng smiled innocently, holding the cat in his left hand and a piece of cake in his right, stood up and walked upstairs.
Leng Yiran stared at his back with a haze in his eyes.
Wen Liangcheng stood outside the door and knocked.
"Come in." A voice came from inside.
"Brother Huan, are you still busy?" Wen Liangcheng pushed open the door and asked with his head poked.
"No, I just finished the meeting," Qiao Huan said with a smile, "Come here and let me give you a hug."
Wen Liangcheng immediately ran to Qiao Huan's side, and Qiao Huan wrapped his arms around his waist, put him on his lap, and kissed his side neck.
"By the way, someone came downstairs. I think he came to look for you." Wen Liangcheng put his arms around Qiao Huan's neck, dangling his legs.
"Looking for me?" Qiao Huan asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's the boy who looks like a star." Wen Liangcheng said.
"The one from the Leng family," Qiao Huan said without any change in expression, "Before my dad retired from the army, his dad was my dad's old subordinate, and we grew up in a military compound, but I went abroad to study in junior high school , I don’t know him very well.”
Wen Liangcheng nodded.
"Have you been notified of your school's reporting time?" Qiao Huan asked.
"Well, the day after tomorrow." Wen Liangcheng replied.
"Okay, let's go home tomorrow." Qiao Huan said.
"Brother Huan, it's okay to go back the day after tomorrow," Wen Liangcheng said suddenly: "Tomorrow... I have some personal matters and I need to go out."
Qiao Huan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No...no need." Wen Liangcheng shook his head hastily.
"Then... that's fine." Qiao Huan said.
......
During dinner, there were still not too many people at the table, but they changed from the boss of Qiao's family to Leng Yiran.
"Xiao Ran, how is your father's health recently?" Father Qiao exchanged greetings.
"Uncle Lao Qiao is thinking about it. My dad is fine. He runs in the morning every day." Leng Yiran said with a smile, and the corner of his eyes did keep looking at Qiao Huan and the two opposite.
"But Xiao Ran, aren't you filming a movie recently? Why don't you have time to watch us come today?" Shen Qing asked with a smile, and gave Wen Liangcheng another chicken wing that was not placed in front of him.
"I heard that the third brother is back, I came back sometime." Leng Yiran moved his eyes to Qiao Huan's face, "Third brother, how long are you going to stay at home this time?"
"Leave the day after tomorrow." Qiao Huan said.
"So fast?" Leng Yiran asked.
"Our kids start school the day after tomorrow." Qiao Huan never left Wenliang City, "Do you still want to eat cakes?"
Wen Liangcheng stuffed the chicken wings into his mouth, and shook his head contentedly.
After listening to Qiao Huan's words, Leng Yiran looked at the actions of the two people in front of him, and was so shocked that he was dumbfounded.
"Your third brother only has this snack food in his eyes." Qiao Shuo smiled and patted Leng Yiran on the shoulder.
Leng Yiran gradually escaped from the shock, but it was as if he had been hit in the heart with a hammer, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
After dinner, Leng Yiran knocked on Qiao Shuo's door.
"Come in."
"Brother Qiao Shuo, are you busy?" Leng Yiran asked.
"I just finished my work," Qiao Shuo smiled, "Xiao Ran, what's the matter with you?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just the third brother and that..." Leng Yiran clasped the soft flesh of his thumb, pretending to be casually chatting, "The third brother likes..."
"Actually, I don't know too well. This time, he led the person back directly. Anyway, Aunt Shen Qing is open-minded, and we all like that child." Qiao Shuo pressed his fingers on the table, "It's just that the elder brother can't accept it, and said It's okay to be a younger brother, but not a sister-in-law." While talking, Qiao Shuo couldn't help laughing.
"Yes...is that so?" Leng Yiran forced a smile, and the chill in his eyes flashed.
......
It was almost eleven o'clock. After Qiao Huan finished washing, he was about to go to bed when he heard someone knock on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Liangcheng standing at the door in his wrong-buttoned pajamas, hugging the quilt and covering his messy hair
"Brother Huan, I miss you." Inexplicably pitiful milk voice.
"Little friend, you...are you sleepwalking?" Qiao Huan gently smoothed the few strands of hair standing on top of his head.
"I had a dream just now." Wen Liangcheng's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."
Before Qiao Huan could speak to comfort him, Wen Liangcheng even threw away the quilt, and threw himself into Qiao Huan's arms, almost crying, "I'm very obedient, don't want me."
Qiao Huan was confused when he heard it, but he just let the little guy sleep all night, how could he be so pitiful because of a nightmare.
"I didn't want you, it was just a nightmare." Qiao Huan patted him on the back, and carried him to the bed. During the whole process, Wen Liangcheng's hands were tightly grasping the hem of Qiao Huan's clothes, and his knuckles were white. , Even when he fell asleep, he kept drilling into his arms.
Qiao Huan kissed his hair and never let go of his hug.
"Don't...don't leave me alone..." Wen Liangcheng was talking dreamily, the corners of his eyes were also wet.
Qiao Huan felt distressed seeing him like this, but he really didn't know what was going on, how could a dream scare him like this.
Qiao Huan kept whispering comforting words in his ear, kissing his eyes and the corners of his mouth from time to time, and didn't sleep peacefully until it was almost dawn.
But he has a biological clock, sleeps late, and wakes up on time at six o'clock, but to his surprise, Wen Liangcheng is not there. He touched the place next to him, and it was warm. He should have just left for a while. Just as I was about to go out to look for it, a WeChat message came to my phone.
—Brother Huan, I'm out on errands and I'll be back tonight.
He just breathed a sigh of relief, but now he is really curious, what is Wenliangcheng's private affairs, and it would take him a whole day to make him go out by himself, but Qiao Huan thought about it for a while, and gave up The idea of asking someone to investigate, although I am worried about him, but the minimum respect is still to be given to him, who doesn't have a little personal space.
If you don't come back at night, go check it out, he thought.
As soon as Wen Liangcheng heard it, he knew that he was still trying to understand the relationship between him and Qiao Huan from the side. Every word he said was full of temptation. Wen Liangcheng felt that listening to him was very tiring and made him feel very uncomfortable, so he said directly: "Brother Huan is upstairs in the study, you can go up to him if you need anything."
"I'm just here for dinner." Leng Yiran waved his hands with a smile, and leaned back on the sofa casually.
"So you don't go up?" Wen Liangcheng asked.
"No." Leng Yiran shook his head.
"Then I'll go up." Wen Liangcheng smiled innocently, holding the cat in his left hand and a piece of cake in his right, stood up and walked upstairs.
Leng Yiran stared at his back with a haze in his eyes.
Wen Liangcheng stood outside the door and knocked.
"Come in." A voice came from inside.
"Brother Huan, are you still busy?" Wen Liangcheng pushed open the door and asked with his head poked.
"No, I just finished the meeting," Qiao Huan said with a smile, "Come here and let me give you a hug."
Wen Liangcheng immediately ran to Qiao Huan's side, and Qiao Huan wrapped his arms around his waist, put him on his lap, and kissed his side neck.
"By the way, someone came downstairs. I think he came to look for you." Wen Liangcheng put his arms around Qiao Huan's neck, dangling his legs.
"Looking for me?" Qiao Huan asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's the boy who looks like a star." Wen Liangcheng said.
"The one from the Leng family," Qiao Huan said without any change in expression, "Before my dad retired from the army, his dad was my dad's old subordinate, and we grew up in a military compound, but I went abroad to study in junior high school , I don’t know him very well.”
Wen Liangcheng nodded.
"Have you been notified of your school's reporting time?" Qiao Huan asked.
"Well, the day after tomorrow." Wen Liangcheng replied.
"Okay, let's go home tomorrow." Qiao Huan said.
"Brother Huan, it's okay to go back the day after tomorrow," Wen Liangcheng said suddenly: "Tomorrow... I have some personal matters and I need to go out."
Qiao Huan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No...no need." Wen Liangcheng shook his head hastily.
"Then... that's fine." Qiao Huan said.
......
During dinner, there were still not too many people at the table, but they changed from the boss of Qiao's family to Leng Yiran.
"Xiao Ran, how is your father's health recently?" Father Qiao exchanged greetings.
"Uncle Lao Qiao is thinking about it. My dad is fine. He runs in the morning every day." Leng Yiran said with a smile, and the corner of his eyes did keep looking at Qiao Huan and the two opposite.
"But Xiao Ran, aren't you filming a movie recently? Why don't you have time to watch us come today?" Shen Qing asked with a smile, and gave Wen Liangcheng another chicken wing that was not placed in front of him.
"I heard that the third brother is back, I came back sometime." Leng Yiran moved his eyes to Qiao Huan's face, "Third brother, how long are you going to stay at home this time?"
"Leave the day after tomorrow." Qiao Huan said.
"So fast?" Leng Yiran asked.
"Our kids start school the day after tomorrow." Qiao Huan never left Wenliang City, "Do you still want to eat cakes?"
Wen Liangcheng stuffed the chicken wings into his mouth, and shook his head contentedly.
After listening to Qiao Huan's words, Leng Yiran looked at the actions of the two people in front of him, and was so shocked that he was dumbfounded.
"Your third brother only has this snack food in his eyes." Qiao Shuo smiled and patted Leng Yiran on the shoulder.
Leng Yiran gradually escaped from the shock, but it was as if he had been hit in the heart with a hammer, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
After dinner, Leng Yiran knocked on Qiao Shuo's door.
"Come in."
"Brother Qiao Shuo, are you busy?" Leng Yiran asked.
"I just finished my work," Qiao Shuo smiled, "Xiao Ran, what's the matter with you?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just the third brother and that..." Leng Yiran clasped the soft flesh of his thumb, pretending to be casually chatting, "The third brother likes..."
"Actually, I don't know too well. This time, he led the person back directly. Anyway, Aunt Shen Qing is open-minded, and we all like that child." Qiao Shuo pressed his fingers on the table, "It's just that the elder brother can't accept it, and said It's okay to be a younger brother, but not a sister-in-law." While talking, Qiao Shuo couldn't help laughing.
"Yes...is that so?" Leng Yiran forced a smile, and the chill in his eyes flashed.
......
It was almost eleven o'clock. After Qiao Huan finished washing, he was about to go to bed when he heard someone knock on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Liangcheng standing at the door in his wrong-buttoned pajamas, hugging the quilt and covering his messy hair
"Brother Huan, I miss you." Inexplicably pitiful milk voice.
"Little friend, you...are you sleepwalking?" Qiao Huan gently smoothed the few strands of hair standing on top of his head.
"I had a dream just now." Wen Liangcheng's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."
Before Qiao Huan could speak to comfort him, Wen Liangcheng even threw away the quilt, and threw himself into Qiao Huan's arms, almost crying, "I'm very obedient, don't want me."
Qiao Huan was confused when he heard it, but he just let the little guy sleep all night, how could he be so pitiful because of a nightmare.
"I didn't want you, it was just a nightmare." Qiao Huan patted him on the back, and carried him to the bed. During the whole process, Wen Liangcheng's hands were tightly grasping the hem of Qiao Huan's clothes, and his knuckles were white. , Even when he fell asleep, he kept drilling into his arms.
Qiao Huan kissed his hair and never let go of his hug.
"Don't...don't leave me alone..." Wen Liangcheng was talking dreamily, the corners of his eyes were also wet.
Qiao Huan felt distressed seeing him like this, but he really didn't know what was going on, how could a dream scare him like this.
Qiao Huan kept whispering comforting words in his ear, kissing his eyes and the corners of his mouth from time to time, and didn't sleep peacefully until it was almost dawn.
But he has a biological clock, sleeps late, and wakes up on time at six o'clock, but to his surprise, Wen Liangcheng is not there. He touched the place next to him, and it was warm. He should have just left for a while. Just as I was about to go out to look for it, a WeChat message came to my phone.
—Brother Huan, I'm out on errands and I'll be back tonight.
He just breathed a sigh of relief, but now he is really curious, what is Wenliangcheng's private affairs, and it would take him a whole day to make him go out by himself, but Qiao Huan thought about it for a while, and gave up The idea of asking someone to investigate, although I am worried about him, but the minimum respect is still to be given to him, who doesn't have a little personal space.
If you don't come back at night, go check it out, he thought.
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