Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

After that, Jiang Lang did not return to him.

In fact, it can't be said that Jiang Lange doesn't return to him any more. It's just that the speed of returning to him is not so fast.

Hill thought that Jiang languo was sleeping, so he flattened his mouth. Leaving the cell phone aside, Hill lay flat on the small but inexplicably empty bed.

"How can I sleep..."

Although his cohabitation with Jiang is not long, even a few days, he can't sleep without Jiang.

There used to be a habit that hill could sleep faster with something in his arms. Now there is a habit that he is taken by Jiang languo as something in his arms, so that he can go to sleep.

There's no pressure on him, hill. He can't sleep well.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and hill glanced lazily, ignoring it. Can be depressed, at this time call him, it is estimated that I do not know where to loiter, but also want to bring a smell of perfume into the room Wei Wei.

Nose allergy is a big deal. He won't take it.

But the mobile phone is so persistent, it is stopped and ring, stop and ring, it makes people a little irritable. Hill, in particular, is prone to get upset.

As soon as he dropped his hand, he picked up the mobile phone and opened it. He said fiercely, "if you disturb me again, I will break your wings."

"I don't have wings." Unexpectedly, it was Jiang languo's voice.

Low, with magnetic continuous, listening to people's heart rate.

"I don't want to call you either." Hill was haughty, but the corners of his mouth rose in a clear arc.

"Open the door."

Hill Mou son slowly stunned, stupefied, and then nonstop ran to the door to open the door. Seeing the appearance of Jiang's bathrobe, he immediately jumped on Jiang's body.

"This time you're going to hold me tight," he said

"Well." Jiang's voice is tense.

He turned around, walked in with hill in his arms, and closed the door.

See ginger languor figure, Hill swallow saliva: "I can these three words, I have wanted to say many times."

Jiang Lang just put him down, and then sat by Hill's side with his mobile phone at home, pounding today's summary with his mobile phone,

Hill's head moved, lying on Jiang's leg. The obvious hint is, "lazy, tomorrow's things to do tomorrow, the night is deep."

Ginger languor tiny tilt lip corner: "there is a kind of learning method called preview."

What? He doesn't understand. What he knows now is that the old attack is next to him, but his mind is on the mobile phone.

Hill slightly tugged at Jiang's clothes, slowly lifted them, and then came close to kiss his abdominal muscles.

Jiang Lang only looked at him, then moved back to his eyes, only when hill may be hungry, looking for a good bleeding place.

"I have thought for a long time, can we have that

Jiang languo frowned slightly.

Hill was shocked: "you should be hesitant at such a moment."

Jiang Lang helped his forehead: "it's not..."

He just wants to buy no equipment, but he can't hurt this millennium kid.

But Hill didn't understand. He was bitterly aggrieved, "you are so hesitant that you don't want to be with me..."

It's hard. I'm sobbing.

Jiang languor reached out and rubbed his red hair, permed and soft earlobe, and said, "I didn't buy anything."

"What can I buy? Is it enough for you to have me?"

"No one really doesn't know what to prepare for this kind of thing."

"No, no, you are a thousand years old."

Hill realized something without a teacher, and was ashamed and angry: "you are noisy."