Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Dou Qu didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Lang could only rub his temple with one hand and said, "it's too late. Go to bed first. I'll have someone come and clean it up tomorrow. "

"Go to bed?" Dou Qu is puzzled and follows Jiang languo behind him, just as Jiang is leading the way for him.

The modern bed is similar to the ancient couch. Although it is not as colorful as the ancient one, Dou Qu can still recognize it.

This is not, he sat carefully on the top, and then waved his hand to ginger languidly: "OK, you can back down."

Dou Qu means that when you have finished taking the road, Ben Xiang will have a rest, so you have to go out.

Jiang Lang understood that he could not sleep in his own bed. Where does he sleep? Being with a man is a must. He can't think of any reason to buy a second bed. So There is only one bed in this special family.

"Good." Think so much, ginger languor still can't honestly take thin quilt from cupboard, go out put sofa to lie.

Let, let, spoil, spoil.

Jiang Lang's behavior instantly added points in the male master's heart, and then there was a reward.

Because Dou Qu didn't feel secure when he first slept in such a soft bed. After lying for a long time, he couldn't fall asleep. He was holding a pillow and taking the initiative to send him to the door of Jiang Yong who was sleeping on the sofa.

The sofa is not small, but two men 1.8 meters are lying down, is a bit crowded. As a result, Jiang languor was squeezed out of the sofa by the man who climbed in from the back of the sofa and hit the tea table. The excitement of the moment in his head drives away Jiang languo's dream.

"You..." Jiang languo rubbed the back of his head, got up, and against the light of the city, he saw that the sofa at this time had the Dou interest that should have been in the room.

Dou Qu sleeps in a daze. His body is empty. He is not used to it. Slowly, he opens his eyes.

Looking at Jiang languo, who was sitting on the ground, he said: "how can I get down? Come on, Ben Xiang wants to hold you to sleep."

The depression of Jiang languo's chest completely disappeared, "prime minister, is the bed in the room not big? Since it's up to you, why do you like to squeeze with me. Still holding me? Who am I? Can I let you take advantage of this

Dou was sleepy, sleepy and unable to sleep. He was very upset. He got off the sofa and lay down on Jiang Yong's body and continued to squint. Murmured: "comfortable."

Jiang Lang is really I want to rub the man to death.

He can only pick up the man and send him to the room. This time, he is aboveboard and can lie in his own bed. Because the man does not give up at all, he just wants to hold him like a big plush toy.

So the next day, when Jiang was kicked out of bed by douqu, who was too frightened, he had a reason to plead. It's about how Dou Qu won't let him leave. He has to hold him to sleep. What he said is that he is affectionate and eloquent.

Dou was speechless and at a loss.

"OK, it's Benxiang's fault. I apologize to you." Dou Qu gets out of bed and reaches for Jiang languidly.

Jiang languo's triumphant smile grasps his hand. A pull, douqu did not pull people up, but was pulled down, next to the man.

With both hands on Jiang's languid chest, Dou Qu raised his eyes on his deep and playful eyes.

Yuan languor leaned over and gently kisses his lips. After taking advantage of it, he said: "the lips are soft, but they are not as sharp as you are."

Dou Qu was shocked and suddenly stepped back. He was very ashamed and indignant: "you, you, you