Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Sweet? Sour? Is it delicious? "

Hill then put a hawthorn in his mouth, and his little face wrinkled in an instant, indicating that his hawthorn was sour.

After a few seconds, Hill continued to return to normal look, puzzled eyes at Jiang languo.

Ginger languid obviously wants to be calm than him, the facial expression is indifferent to chew the hawthorn, return way: "still OK."

This made Hill want to win again. "How can you be better than me?"

"It could be the Hawthorn problem."

Hill did not listen, the Committee wronged to lie on the body of ginger languid, "you are better than me, I do not accept."

Ginger languor slightly lowered his head and said something to his ear. The tip of Hill's ear quickly turned red, spread to the whole ear, and then rendered the neck.

"Let's go. It's almost afternoon. There's a research project to follow Mr. Xian." Jiang languor grabs Hill's wrist and supports him because his words are soft at present.

Hill looked up at Jiang languor, "you..."

When Jiang Langgang looks at him with slightly low eyes, Hill dodges in a hurry.

After that, when they come to the teacher, they behave themselves. Hill stood at the back of Jiang's half body, his forehead leaning lazily against him, and his slender white fingertips were constantly stirring with each other.

Hill muttered, "always saying something that's hurtful, but not doing it, always teasing me, always teasing me."

Jiang Lang, this is not in Baituo!

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he was. He listened to the teacher's advice carefully with his hand, and then he grasped Jiang's waist with his fingertips.

When pulling, the strength was not covered, but it was inexplicable. Jiang languo's body seemed to move, and then did not move.

It didn't kill hill, "eh?"

Then he pulled again. Jiang was more stable than before. Let alone move, he was not breathing. Hill didn't know that he was stable.

When they all got on the bus and were ready to start a two-day and one night project, hill was still in a daze.

"Is Jiang lazy not afraid of pain?" He muttered to himself.

All of a sudden, an itch in his clothes called Hill back. His eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately grasped the disordered hand. See is ginger languid, a sigh of relief, but still have vigilance, "you why, revenge ah."

"Well." Jiang languor encircles the old man's thin waist and takes him to his arms in an instant.

"Revenge on you."

Hill didn't know why his heart beat so fast when he heard Jiang's words.

Until Jiang languo untied his trouser belt, Hill buried his hot face in his palm and felt the feeling of scratching his heart and lungs.

Later, he couldn't help it, but there was someone in front of them. Hill was afraid that he would cry out. He asked Jiang to stop. He turned around and put his arm around Jiang's neck. His voice trembled involuntarily: "no more."

"The mouth says so, but the body is not like that."

Hill is trying his best to arch himself towards Jiang Yong, just as Jiang said, his heart is not consistent.

"Cousin..."

Wei Wei is the king who destroys the atmosphere. He saw Hill's yellowish hair, which was different from human hair, and immediately ran from his seat.

Hill's body trembled slightly. Under the tension, he released himself and buried his face in ginger's clothes.

"He's asleep. What's the matter with you?" Jiang languor raised his head and said such a sentence lightly. The dissatisfaction in his eyes was obvious.

Wei Wei was forced back, "no Nothing. "