Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Let's come together."

Shuimingyuan was stunned when he heard Jiang's words. The next second he was very excited, "the lady said..."

Don't think he is so troublesome, but willing to accompany him to do this trouble?

Jiang languor has already grasped that firewood knife, has not returned to the surprise water, tomorrow to grab, "lady, how to let you come?"

Ginger languid side head is low, kiss him a mouthful, coax a way: "you pick up the stone."

Water Mingyuan that mind ah, the moment of floating obedience to pick up stones.

A few days later, he took two wood knives. When he and his wife went to the wasteland, the wasteland was no longer wasteland.

Fu Qian, with a large number of hands, went out of the village at the lower half of the mountain by a short cut. Then he rushed back to the wasteland and solved the lady's doubts.

"It's all done by my brother-in-law?" Water Mingyuan exclaimed: if this is true, brother-in-law that is very powerful, water brocade with him, should be very happy.

Fu Qian received the order of Jiang languo and nodded: "you just picked up the wild thorns and stones you cut down, and surrounded this place according to your method, and nothing special was done."

He came over and joked, "it's why my brother-in-law didn't tell me why he did this hard work. It's hard not to think that my headlight is on."

Shuimingyuan tilted his head, dumbfounded: "hmm?"

When the man looked at him, Fu Qian immediately shut up and didn't dare to make fun of him. He was quiet.

The master's eyes seem to say again: look at you are quite free, believe me or not, let you get busy immediately.

Fu Qian stepped back several steps immediately, smiling, trying to reduce his sense of being.

"Brother in law is so powerful." When shuimingyuan walked into the wasteland, it was still mixed with small stones. At this time, there was only soil and sand, and there was no bigger stone than thumb.

He exclaimed, that is, he always praised Fu Qian. Jiang languid in one side, listen to some envy, a arm around the waist of water Mingyuan, pinched: "can't praise other men any more."

Fu Qian's hand is clean. Does it look like work? It's like having someone else work.

It is.

Pay godly, the heart is very good. For the first time, he asked the grand master and his subordinates to work. His sense of accomplishment was no less than that of the wasteland he had cultivated alone.

Get cheap, don't sell good.

The Grand Master asked him to persuade him to go back to the court, but Fu Qian was very tight lipped.

Can they interfere with the master's mind. Fu Qian watched the man and his wife scattering peanuts and planting seedlings together. They had a normal and happy life.

Of course, the main reason is that there is a white boy named Shuijin in this village. It's good-looking and sensible. The only drawback is

It's not his.

Shuimingyuan and Jiang Langdi had a quarrel in the field, and planned to buy all kinds of sugarcane seedlings that could endure life tomorrow.

"Brother in law, down the mountain."

Shuimingyuan is hugged by Jiang languo and talks about a better future. He laughs and cries out for his kindness under the shade of the tree. However, my brother-in-law seems to be thinking about something. He is very obsessed and ignores him.

Water Mingyuan pulled the sleeve of the girl and asked, "what's the matter with brother-in-law?"

"It's spring."

The water was strange and murmured, "spring is over."

Jiang languor a listen, in the side smile some can not suppress. Can be so simple, only his water is bright.

"What a laugh?" Water bright far Du mouth, small dissatisfaction: "always think you laugh at me, lady."

"No, I am because Mingyuan thinks so much of me and is full of joy at our happy life."