Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Handlebar on the doorknob for a long time, Yisu has not been turned open. He is very unwilling, why can Jiang languo's attitude towards him become so straightforward.

I used to treat myself like a treasure, but now I'm not as good as a grass.

What he didn't like was that Jiang languo didn't like him anymore. It's not willing to say, but more like fear. Afraid of the fact that Zhao niece's big mouth said, Jiang Lang just has a fresh feeling for him.

After the novelty, he also said those stupid words. Jiang languo just let it go and just found the right reason to separate from himself.

"No way..." Yisu murmurmured and took his hand back.

He can't bear to lose Jiang.

Turning around, Yisu firmly walks to Jiang languo's room. But the moment he grasped the doorknob, he was indecisive.

Jiang languo, how to be angry?

What if he said he didn't want to face?

Really clear don't want him, how to do

The door opened and the man looked at him strangely, "why haven't you left yet?"

These words broke all of Yisu's worries and turned them into a little angry. He took the initiative to embrace Jiang's arms, stood on tiptoe, climbed onto his shoulders, put his arms around his neck and kissed.

Warm and astringent, he opened his teeth, and learned the appearance of Jiang languo when he plundered him, and Yisu devoured his lips crazily.

Even though he kisses with weakness, he has no confidence.

They both stumbled on the bed, Yisu actively climbed him, panting: "brother Jiang, I really want to take the initiative to seduce you."

A whirl of heaven and earth, Jiang languo pressed to him, "eh?"

Yisu's hands naturally climbed up to his neck, narrowing the distance between them, and whispering: "unfortunately, I don't have a chest, and I still have mosquito bags on my legs. It's not clean enough..."

"If you don't try, how do you know you're not attractive to me."

The man seems to be conniving at him. The panic and fear in Yisu's heart suddenly disappears, and some are just at a loss to do something.

Two people slowly get up, Jiang languo lean on the head of the bed, waiting for art element.

Yisu thought for several minutes and carefully found a goal in his heart.

Then he sat on Jiang's lazy legs and rubbed slightly. They haven't tried this yet

This kind of thing, people always have no teacher.

When he felt that he had a tendency to look up, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger, Yisu's legs gradually softened and collapsed in Jiang's shoulder socket.

He called in a low voice: "brother Jiang..."

"Sick?" Jiang Lang still can't help but want to take care of his mood.

Yi Su's trembling lips and numbness all over his body made him spit out words: "comfortable..."

After that, his tenacious little hand slowly untied the belt of Jiang languo, and then

The man took out his cigarette and lit it in the dark. After a burst of choking nose feeling immediately filled in front of Yisu.

Ginger languid smoking, as if indifferent manner: "can't do, don't force, do not want you."

He's irritating.

It must be false to say that you were not angry at that time. He was so naive that he wanted Yisu to experience his mood at that time.

The smoke filled his eyes. Jiang's words hurt his heart.

Yisu, stubborn with a trace of heartache, at a loss to lower his head, forced to endure tears.

The head rubbed in ginger languid neck, Yi Su disapproved of biting him: "you have me, don't want others, OK?"

"Go out if you don't do it." Instead of answering him, Jiang Lang said this sentence.

No matter how soft your temper is, you will be impatient. Yi Su's disguise is too strong.

I really got out of bed.