Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Jiang leader said love words, uncomfortable, so that at the end of the words suddenly added: "need you to accompany me to lunch."

Yu hidden eyes dyed with joy, raised his voice and said, "well, OK, I know, I'm waiting for the leader."

He likes the feeling of being needed by the leader, and then he will feel that he can be very useful.

The waiting time can pass slowly or quickly. Yu Ni sits on the blanket, comfortably leaning against the edge of the couch, and then looks at the picture collection.

The painting is so lifelike that he can see that he has entered the world in the picture.

I don't know if anyone comes in.

When huai'er was about to call the little master, the big master's indifference in his eyes made him, huai'er slowly stepped back and closed the door for them.

After closing the door, there was no heat in the sun's ankle, but it aroused Yu's attention. He put the book down, it was a little angry how to take his sun away.

"Chief..." Yu hidden accidentally met the person who should have been at noon.

His sun is back.

"Why are you so fast?" The simple melancholy will be said directly. Do not worry about someone busy up and down, hurry up all, anxious to see his mood.

Ginger languor slightly Cu frown: "you pour is quite leisurely."

Yu hidden slightly pinched the pictures and paintings in his hand, as if provoking the leader's displeasure.

Why?

Isn't he happy to see these childish things himself?

Yu hidden's brilliant mood was not so good for a moment. He put aside the collection of pictures that children would enjoy watching. He got up slowly and was ready to tell the leader that he would not look at it again.

But the leader sat beside him. The picture collection picked it up and said, "I want to see something that fascinates you so much that I don't even get your attention when I come in."

"No!" Yu concealed subconsciously retorted, "how can my attention not exist on the leader? It should be a trace of attention on other people. The rest are all the leaders... "

This seemingly confessed love words of Yu Ni are also decisive enough. After winning a lot of smiles from Jiang, he is no longer so jealous of this painting collection.

He is the hero in this collection.

In order to promote the inheritance of tribal culture, painters will paint the success stories of the tribe's people, let the tribal children know, and then believe.

"It turns out that a little of your attention is also me." Jiang Lang just opened his own page.

Sitting on one side of the Yu Ni slightly don't have a face, "I was all looked at."

"It's just me." Jiang's fingertips rubbed the corner of the picture collection paper, which had a small fold mark, and the fold mark page was entirely his own.

Yu's ears were red, and his careful thinking was always easily known by the leader. One grabs the painting collection, Yu Ni quickly flattens the mark that he made.

"I just see where I am used to leaving traces on it." Yu hidden sophistry, no confidence. He knew it was sophistry.

Just now, the leader turned several pages. Who would like to see a collection of paintings specially skip several pages in the middle, and the overlapped marks are all of the same person's.

The leader knew his mind, and he might have laughed at him.

Jiang languo's eyes are very hot to Yu Ni, and he looks up and down.

The straight line of sight is too obvious, so Yu can't help but whisper: "leader..."