Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Judging from Jiang's appearance that his son's martial arts are still above his own son's, will he dislike his son as a lame and nervous man in the future.

At the beginning, Mrs. Wan was very worried about her son. She also thought that her old man was too cruel.

As a result, seeing that her old man was more anxious than herself, she had to hold back her heartache, and planned to use some words to stimulate her from time to time.

"The sun is so big that people who kneel on the concrete floor and are made of meat can't stand it." Mrs. Wan sighed and shook her head.

The pace of Lord Wan walking around the house has obviously accelerated. He thought he was not noticed by others and nodded slightly. He felt that his wife's words were very reasonable. He also thought so.

"Just now your son was slapped by you again. You must have been very angry. When you were young, you once slapped the mad cow and bled. Your son didn't know if it was better than that mad cow and whether it could stand up to it

Mrs. Wan sighed heavily this time, on purpose.

At this time, master Wan became more anxious and was slapped by himself. His son's face seemed to have been bleeding and swollen.

No, it's not. It won't be the lame and the brain, the stupid, the disfigurement and the deaf.

In this way, let alone whether there will be grandchildren, even men do not necessarily choose sons.

Lord Wan is also a very imaginative person. He thinks about himself in a hurry, and then he goes to the place where they are kneeling.

After two or three hours, the breeze was cool in the morning, and the sun was bigger. The wind was warm. Wanzongzhu's pace quickened. He was really afraid that his son would become a barbecue on the ground.

When he arrived, Lord Wan happened to see Jiang Lang blowing air on the injured side of his son's face. Under his hand, he kneaded his son's knee and hammered his leg which might have been kneeling numbly.

On the contrary, his son didn't do anything for Jiang languo. He also slightly squinted and fell asleep on the shoulder side of Jiang.

"Have a look, people care so much about Xiaoyu, this feeling can't have false." Mrs. Wan pressed herself to see her son's bright, hot face. She wanted to hold up her son's inner impatience and catch up with her old man. She continued to agitate in his ears.

She didn't really like the fact that her son was going to be with a man in the future.

However, Wan Daiyu is an adult, and he has his own judgment ability. He is no longer the child who needs to ask his parents for advice.

"Get up. It's so annoying. It's so annoying." Wan Zongzhu said angrily.

Jiang Lang was slightly stunned, and then he got up immediately. His legs were numb for a moment. Bearing this strange pain, he picked up Wan Daiyu who was already drowsy with one hand and carried it on his back.

"He may I didn't sleep much at night. " Jiang's daughter-in-law is not sober.

Lord Wan's eyebrow raised, "how do you know that you were in my son's room last night?"

"No Afraid of two old misunderstandings, Jiang Lang punished the man and immediately explained: "he may not be able to sleep without me."

Looking at today's posture, it is obvious that Jiang's words contain a large part of the correctness.

In the eyes of the two old people, it became a show of love. Lord Wan sneered: "you are so bold. At this time, we are not satisfied with you. How dare you show it? I'm not afraid of my whip. "