Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

It's so right. Finally, Jiang languo coaxes people with a trick of bailing.

On the avenue, the colorful sunshine and shade. Hill is dragged by Jiang languo. Jiang Lang seems to be a little unhappy and walks quickly.

Too fast, Hill sometimes staggers several steps, regardless of his own as if still aggrieved, can not help but say: "attack, slow down."

Jiang langong, the whole person, said, "your name is I what? "

Hill blushed and repeated, "attack all the time."

Just as if the discomfort disappeared, ginger languid low body, hand a block, deep Bang male Lord a mouth.

But the male master plans to coax Jiang languo for a long time. As a result, Jiang Lang's grievances disappear.

"Oh, I always feel that it's too cheap for you." Hill is still holding hands with Jiang, and he pinches Jiang's palm.

Jiang languo chuckles.

Just after the restaurant incident destroyed the atmosphere of eating, hill then drank his disguised yogurt bag, which was actually a blood bag, and stayed with Jiang in a small restaurant, waiting for Jiang to eat.

His little eyes wandered around and looked at the hair salon across the street. The advertisement on the top touched him.

[slag man, hot tin paper. Slag girl, big wave. ]

you can't let Jiang Yong easily control his mood any more. Hill banged his blood bag and solemnly said, "I want tin foil ironing, I want to be a slag man."

Jiang Lang raised his eyes to his face very much, and then he involuntarily hooked the corner of his mouth: "the mouth of eating moves like a hamster, but it's still a scum man. Don't think about it. You can't slag it, whether it's tin or not

"Why can't you support me once? Are you such a family member?" Hill also restrained himself from puffing up his cheeks when he was sucking blood, which would make him look cute and unfeeling.

Jiang languor is inexplicably poked by hill and laughs, "if you want to be a scum man, I still have to support you?"

Later, Jiang added: "I'm not stupid."

When Jiang languo finished eating, Hill Fei took Jiang's hand and waved, "I don't care. I'm going to have a perm. I haven't ironed my hair for so long. Languidly accompany me to How about it. "

It's spread on the coquettish face.

Ginger languid heart immediately soft and soft, "good."

Hill's eyes immediately indicated: love you.

Jiang Lang said with a chuckle: Yes.

Two handsome men suddenly walked into the hair salon, which made most of the salon were female guests. Their eyes were bright and said in the dark: there are dream materials tonight.

"Hot tin paper." Hill sat in front of the mirror and said to his working brother.

The younger brother equips him. From the mirror, you can see that the guest's friend is watching the guest all the time.

Staring at Jiang Yi, his working instinct tells him, "I think your friend is more suitable for being a scum man..."

Hill's face changed slightly, and the younger brother immediately said, "Oh, no, it's more suitable for tinfoil. I'm just bald."

Hill's unhappy eyes were staring at the man in the mirror, and the man was staring at him.

It is not like other people accompany friends to come, has been playing mobile phones, Jiang languo is always looking at him.

This let Hill refute a little bit, "Jiang is not a scum man."

"Oh..." Little brother's hand is pounding his hair. Is Jiang Lang a friend of this guest.

Whether it is or not, the customer is God, it should be right. Don't be bald.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Hill curled his lips. "You just said that."

"Just I'm sorry. I'm sorry

Jiang languo slowly leans against the back of his back and stares at the real old guy.

It's lovely.