The gentleman, he is spoiled

When the two of them drove down the mountain fork, they saw Qiao Huan waiting there from a distance, and they must have followed after worrying.

"Qiubei, where's the second brother?" Wen Liangcheng looked back.

"I think he wants to be alone now," Lu Qiubei said.

"Indeed, he hasn't shed tears for a long time." Qiao Huan said leaning on the car door.

Lu Qiubei's eyes were startled, and he secretly sighed in his heart that they were indeed twin brothers.

"However, I have a hunch that Mr. Qiao will probably live alone in this life," Lu Qiubei sighed softly, and glanced back at the mountains in the distance. Then I realized something, "I'll go, in this way, isn't your Qiao family going to be the last one?"

"No matter what," Yin Shuyu said with a smile on the side, "Brother Qiao's family has already acquired the police beauty of the city bureau, let's hold the wedding soon." He glanced at Qiao Huan.

"The eighth day of the next month." Qiao Huan raised his brows and looked at the two people who were also on the opposite side.

"Damn, and big brother, what kind of fairy family."

Here Lu Qiubei was still amazed, while the smile on Yin Shuyu's face gradually froze.

"Are you the only child?" He asked Lu Qiubei.

Lu Qiubei was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to have suddenly gotten to his point, and asked dumbly, "You... too?"

Yin Shuyu looked at Qiao Huan's unbeatable smiling face, and patted his forehead depressedly. His family looked like a stupid roe, and he was worried that the Qiao family would have no descendants. This was definitely not the descendants of their two families!

Seeing Lu Qiubei's statue-like stiff expression, even Wen Liangcheng couldn't help laughing, "It's okay Qiubei, there are many families who don't want children."

"It's over, my mother will definitely kick me to death..." Lu Qiubei was thinking.

......

Afterwards, life returned to the right track. Qiao Huan and Wen Liangcheng continued to nest in the apartment to live their little life, but this little life couldn't help it at all. It was like running water. It was winter in a blink of an eye, and Wen Liangcheng was wrapped up every day when he went out. As stupid as a bear, Qiao Huan forced him to put on his scarf and hat, leaving his big eyes exposed.

On the school side, they have also participated in many large and small computer competitions, including national competitions with high gold content, and because the team has Wenliangcheng, Lu Qiubei, such good-looking people, the Jingda team has become more and more popular on the Internet. Even the number of people who applied for the computer major in the college entrance examination was several times more than in previous years.

Life is dull but not dull.

On this day, Yan Wenhua suddenly called Wen Liangcheng into the conference room alone.

"Professor, why are you recruiting me?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"Liangcheng, I know that your ambition is not limited to these domestic competitions." Yan Wenhua said.

Wen Liangcheng did not deny it. Indeed, he yearned for a bigger arena and more challenging opponents. He even thought that one day he would be able to wear the national flag and hold the championship trophy of an international competition in his hand. Looking forward to the glory of the motherland, but all this is too difficult, and now he has not even entered the national team.

Thinking of this, Wen Liangcheng lowered his head in frustration.

Yan Wenhua seemed to see what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Liangcheng, now there is an opportunity for you to enter the national team ahead of schedule."

"Really?" Wen Liangcheng raised his head abruptly, his eyes shining brightly.

"Well, go to the UK to study," Yan Wenhua said, "there is only one quota in the whole country. You should know how important it is."

"Then... how long will it be?"

"Two years."

The light in Wen Liangcheng's eyes gradually dimmed.

"In the past two days, you should get your passport first." Yan Wenhua said.

"Professor...can you let me think about it?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"Little ancestor, there is no reason to hesitate. There is only such a quota in the whole country, and there has never been one in previous years. It is because the British side has taken a fancy to you." Yan Wenhua was very puzzled.

"let me see"

"Alright then," Yan Wenhua patted him on the shoulder, "Your stage definitely doesn't stop there."

He had evening class today, and it was already dark when class was over, but it was snowing, the ground of the campus had already been covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, the snow fell silently, the campus tonight was extraordinarily quiet, with dim street lights The illuminated snowflakes radiated light and fell on his shoulders in an eloquent manner.

"Two years..." Wen Liangcheng sighed and whispered.

"Little classmate, you bumped into someone."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Wen Liangcheng didn't raise his head, and said the apology first.

"Stupid, apologize if you hit him." Qiao Huan tapped his head lightly, "Little doormat."

"Brother Huan, why are you here?" When Wen Liangcheng saw Qiao Huan, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"There's not much to do today, so I'm here to pick you up." Qiao Huan said with a smile, "What were you thinking about just now, so engrossed."

"No...it's nothing." Wen Liangcheng lowered his head again, not daring to look into Qiao Huan's eyes.

Britain is [-] kilometers away from China, and so is Qiao Huan...

"Brother Huan." Wen Liangcheng called him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Huan asked.

"It's snowing today, let's walk back." Wen Liangcheng said.

Qiao Huan reached out to catch a few snowflakes, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he put the car keys in his pocket, then took Wen Liangcheng's hand and put them in his pocket as well.

Along the way, Wen Liangcheng's eyes were fixed on Qiao Huan.

"Why do you always look at me today?" Qiao Huan felt a little uncomfortable being watched.

Wen Liangcheng stopped, tiptoed a little, and held Qiao Huan's cheeks with both hands, "Why can my boyfriend be so good-looking, the kind of good-looking that I can't get enough of."

"The mouth is so sweet." Qiao Huan smiled and kissed the tip of his cool nose.

But before he left, Wen Liangcheng held his face and kissed his thin lips.

Qiao Huan was stunned for a moment, it was rare to see him take the initiative and still be outside, but it was already late, and the streets were almost empty.

Wen Liangcheng's kiss was young and clumsy, but his desire for Qiao Huan was very deep. He pried open Qiao Huan's lips carefully, as if he was treating a precious work of art. He wanted to get it but was afraid of breaking it. Step by step, licking like a kitten.

However, this kind of kissing method suffocated Qiao Huan. In the end, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He put his arms around Wen Liangcheng's waist, and pushed him against the lamppost instead of the guest, deepening the kiss. It seemed to be so warm that it could melt the newly fallen girl. Snowflakes, the shadows of the two are reflected on the pure white snow surface, together, they are extremely beautiful.

After this day, Qiao Huan found that his child became very clingy. He used to worry that he was busy with work. Even if he proposed to pick him up, he refused to agree. Now he asks to pick him up every day, and he is not allowed to drive. walk back.

It's the same at home, follow wherever you go, like a little tail, you want to come in even take a bath, if it's not for fear that you won't be able to control yourself, he really agrees with this proposal, but it's really disgusting to mention it in his mouth He was shocked, anyway, the kid was too enthusiastic.