Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Patting the ash that doesn't exist on the body, Wan Daiyu patted the palm of Jiang languo's hand, and then hopped to lead the way in front of him and said, "let's go."

Ten minutes or so, Wan Daiyu sat at the corner of the bed end, listening to the weak sound of water coming from the bathroom. The sleepiness was that he didn't really exist.

Full of the spirit of eavesdropping, but also muttered: "make a broken bathroom sound insulation effect so good, what to do, really, can't hear anything..."

"What do you want to hear?"

A sudden low alcohol sound.

Wan Dai Yu a smooth answer, "also want to hear what, ginger languid rubbing bath gel sound."

When he said it, Wan Daiyu was surprised that something was wrong. Look up, shocked to see the man who is still steaming in his body.

After wiping his hair twice, Jiang languo left the towel on his head and put his hands on both sides of the man's body. First, he was staring at him closely.

Wan Daiyu couldn't help rolling the Adam's apple, and his body turned back a lot.

"Why weren't you at the door, or..." Ginger languor chuckles, kisses his forehead, again way: "or come in with me."

The man's hot breath spurted on his face, and WAN Daiyu's body tensed fiercely. "It's such a diversion from his forehead."

"I like you to be mean to me." Jiang languo is close again.

One hand to support their own Wan Daiyu can not resist, when the upper half of the body fell on the bed, the whole person along with the elasticity of the bed also shocked.

Then, being suppressed by Jiang languo, he was not shocked. Wan Daiyu's heart was pounding. Uncontrollably licked the corner of his lips and said, "I'll help you wipe your hair. Last time you helped me, I haven't helped you back."

With that, Wan Daiyu stretched out his hand and stroked the towel gently on Jiang languo's head.

"This kind of thing should be paid back." Jiang languor lies on his neck with a stuffy smile.

"Hair, wet to me." Wan Daiyu whispered, saying something difficult.

Jiang languor immediately sits on one side, the eye son is full of smile to look at the body front male Lord to wipe his hair appearance.

"I have a hair dryer. I'll find it for you." With that, Jiang languo was about to get up.

"I don't need a hair dryer, a hair dryer The hair dryer hurt your hair.

The man's slender fingers went through Wan Daiyu's hair. He said in an apologetic tone, "last time, I blew your hair with a hair dryer. I'm sorry..."

Jiang Lang took the man's words seriously.

Wan Daiyu immediately shook his head and said what he thought in his heart: "I actually want to stay close to you for a long time. It's not a hair dryer problem."

Male Lord's words grab his heart, ginger languid eyes with hot tightly staring at Wan Daiyu.

Swallow saliva, shy, Wan Daiyu organization language: "that, you can just I said as did not hear ah."

He responded that his words were too artificial.

"No

Like this kind of lovely to a hair out of control words, it is not easy to say from the stubborn mouth of small hair blowing, how can he pretend not to hear it.

"Then I will be angry." Wan Daiyu's voice is soft. There is no sign of anger.

Jiang languor's eyes are black and wet. The man covered his eyes with a towel.

"Why are you angry? Give me..." All kinds of affection poured out between the lips and teeth. Jiang languo said, "it's not good to give birth to me."