Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

He moved, he moved, he moved.

He started at the cake, and then, sure enough, he didn't give ginger what he expected. He vomited.

Seeing the right time, Jiang languor turned the head of the male master to the inside, causing him to vomit on the couch.

"Oh Huo, elder martial brother, you hate me so much, you shouldn't insult my bedding. How do you let me sleep at night?"

Wei Chi Yan just wants to gargle and grab Jiang's hand, and wants to get out of bed. But Jiang Lang holds his hand instead and wants to go with him.

Helpless, just like holding him, he walked to the table, poured tea and rinsed. The younger martial brother, like a nougat, followed him to the door.

After going to the tea, Wei Chi Yan felt more comfortable in his stomach.

"Elder martial brother, have you just tasted the cake?" Jiang languidly smiles.

Wei Chi Yan has a black face. Don't mention cakes with him. All of a sudden, he didn't envy his younger martial sister for making cakes for him.

Calm eyes look at their hands intertwined in a piece, Wei Chi Yan cold voice: "let me loose!"

"No, I have to get justice for my dirty bedding, or I'll sleep tonight." Jiang languously shook their hands, and then they tightened.

Wei Chi Yan frowned and whispered: "tomorrow elder martial brother will let someone clean it."

"The point of my clear statement is how I sleep tonight." Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows at him.

Wei ChiYan despised Jiang Yan. His martial arts foundation was not as good as his. He was good at pestering people. Wei ChiYan couldn't break his hands.

"Go to my place and I'll have someone clean it for you tomorrow. That's all right." He had no choice but to say so.

Jiang Lang decisively loosened his hand, and then went into the room to blow out the candle. "Come on, my elder martial brother, let's go to bed," he said

Wei Chi Yan followed him reluctantly. It was clear that he was talking with the elder master tonight. So he came to teach this disciple a lesson that he was a little distant from his younger martial sister. He didn't expect to spend the bed with him tonight.

Fidgety.

Wei Chi Yan is also drooping his eyes to think: he should also rest assured that he dares to live in the same room with himself, which is really courageous.

When he sleeps deep, he may be killed.

Wei Chi Yan Yin measurement of thinking, so the corner of the mouth did not notice the rise out of an obvious arc.

"Why, it's so happy to spend the night with younger martial brother." After arriving at the place, Jiang Lang is polite, waiting for the elder martial brother's arrival at the door of the house, which makes him see something interesting.

Wei Chi Yan's eyes revealed ferocity: "is very happy."

Jiang languo gives way to the man who has obvious aura and is not very strong. I'm happy. I want to kill my husband.

"What are you doing?" Just lying on the couch, Wei Chi Yan sees Jiang languo taking off his clothes and looking at his legs.

Ginger languor is very natural, pointing to him: "you just pinched me, but it's very fierce. I have to put medicine, or it will be bad to leave a mark."

Wei Chi Yan corner of the mouth smoked, "a man is actually afraid of this, really can't understand."

"I've only heard that men are handsome with scars, but I haven't heard of those with marks." Jiang Lang rubbed his own medicine.

Wei Chi Yan inevitably glimpses, see is not real, as a man's self-esteem and let him want to see carefully.

"Elder martial brother, where are you looking at it so seriously?" Unknowingly, Jiang languo has approached him.

The auricle was hot and humid.