Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Ginger?" Shuimingyuan is awakened by the sound of opening the door, rubbing his sleepy eyes and staring at the people who are getting closer and closer.

"Well." The man who had just washed his body of dirt hugged him and said, "I'm cold."

Cold girl?

As a husband, Shui Mingyuan is sober. He immediately hugged Jiang and stroked him up and down.

When he was a child, he had no family to live in. He would sleep in the middle of two houses in the village. Winter is very cold, is so friction, heat, spent.

Later, the villagers found him and gave him quilts and clothes they didn't want at home. The water Mingyuan, the heart that never knew the warmth, was really hot.

According to the old man in the village, his family background is: when his mother found that he was still babbling and could not speak when he was ten years old, she decided that he was a fool, threw him away and ran away. And his father died soon after.

He's living between the two rooms.

The people in the village are very kind. In addition to Wang Dalei, the children of every family can play with the dull shuimingyuan. Unlike the village next door, someone passes by Xingshui village and points to his child and says, "look, that's a fool. Don't get too close to him."

When I grew up, I had an impulsive partner and asked him to peep at the beautiful people who had just moved in to take a bath

He met Jiang Yong.

"Is it still cold?" To the lady friction heat water Mingyuan simple asked.

Jiang Lang pressed him to lie down, and the water Mingyuan was muscular memory. He looped his legs around Jiang's waist. He was still silly and asked innocently, "does your wife want to do something shameful with me?"

The water is bright and far away, Jiang languo's damned heart.

His daughter-in-law sprouted in his heart.

Ginger languor nose tip sticks to his neck to breathe, "OK, this is hotter..."

"Mm-hmm." Shuimingyuan nods fiercely.

Now I'm used to it. Water is far away from the pain at the beginning. Instead, it's very enjoyable. He also enjoyed the intimacy of his wife.

Soon, shuimingyuan closed his eyes and looked up to bear the gallop of Jiang languo.

The next day.

Fu Qian came over with dark eyes. He was so angry that he took the knife. Who was the one singing in the morning. Disturb people's sleep. He just dreamed that he was with Shuijin

It's nothing. I'm just about to pull my hand. Before I touched my little hand, I was awakened by singing.

Let him out of the house to see who is sick.

Oh, it's his master.

Fu Qian sees the chicken feeding in the yard. He is very happy. Jiang languo, who is humming a song, has no idea of teaching people.

Jiang Langyu glanced at Fu Qian and said, "today's porridge is thicker."

"Yes, but I have a small request." Fu Qian came over yawning.

Pat the stool in the yard, waiting for the man to come and sit and answer his questions.

What Jiang languo throws over is the big basin that feeds the chicken. Fu Qian catches it sensitively.

"Say it."

Now Fu Qian is still wriggling. Looking at his appearance of being short of kicking, Jiang languo, who sits down, is speechless and repeatedly asks, "say, what's the requirement?"

"I just want to ask him a question." He didn't say anything. Fu Qian's face was as red as a monkey's ass.

Ginger languor this one see to guess, "how, haven't got the water brocade, you strange what, the sexual affair between two men?"

"Ah Fu Qian was ashamed to hear a word.

"Master, how can you be so calm and light to say..." Fu Qian's voice immediately was small, "the two words of sex."