Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Ginger languid a Leng, then smile open, "I ah, it depends on the purchase object is who can discuss the price."

For others, ginger is priceless.

For male owners, Jiang is free.

Xu Jixu's slender white fingertip stretched out, pointed to himself, and then said in a cool manner: "I, the object of purchase."

I haven't seen any man in the world. I've come to ridicule myself. Jiang Lang is still a little uncomfortable.

"Big brother, you are a small pot of fortune tree. You are very prosperous." Suddenly there were several more guests.

Jiang Lang is very skilful to pull the man he thought to be a troublemaker to the stall. Beside him, he introduces him to the guests. In fact, it is nonsense to add some professional knowledge.

The faint smell of male hormone comes from the man's body, which makes Xu's eyes slightly red. What he can't help but look at the naked ginger is the rest of his life.

He is in his twenties and has never been in love. His family is worried. He has no object. He once invited famous ladies in L City who are almost 20 years old and 33 years old down to the Xu family, but Xu Jixu doesn't like any of them.

Once again, my family once thought that Xu Jixu liked men. After struggling for a long time, Xu's parents simply introduced the elite to their son. But the son didn't have any meaning.

Xu's parents were relieved that their son didn't like men either. But with a sigh of relief, they panicked again. Their son will not be a person without orientation.

This time, he sold several pots with his sharp mouth, and Jiang's stall was empty.

Xu Jixu stood for a long time, his head was slightly uncomfortable, and slowly leaned on one side.

Men's sweat soaked in the skin, think it will be sticky feeling, did not expect or very refreshing.

"What's the matter?" Jiang languo instinctively hugs his waist and puts Xu Jixu on his stall stool.

They don't know each other at all. They all forget that.

Xu Jixu looked up at Jiang's rolling laryngeal knot. He really wanted to bite him, but he didn't have the strength.

"Tired." Xu Jixu, in order to avoid thinking more about himself, lowered his head and sat in a good posture.

Looking at the few green plants left in Jiang Lang's stall, he said again, "can you go home after selling them?"

Jiang languo knelt down in front of him, as if they had been lovers for many years, "want to sleep?"

Xu Jixu shakes his head, he should be hypoglycemia again, from small to large, as long as standing longer, or doing too intense exercise, such as running a thousand meters, will do.

Fortunately, he has always been strong, did not let Xu's son lose face in front of the public.

"What did you do today, so tired?" Jiang langong kneaded his hands and hammered his legs with this posture.

Xu Jixu now suddenly thought of them as if they did not know each other's name, puckered in doubt, "what's your name?"

"Jiang Yang."

Knowing his name, Xu Jixu began to smile, "my name is Xu Jixu."

"Palpitation."

No one knows only two words to call others, Xu Shuxu's neck dyed some red. For Jiang languo called his name, but did not do any refutation, but also a low voice "um.".

Jiang Lang soon sold out all the green plants he had prepared for today. Xu Jixu didn't move his buttocks from the stool until he finished his stall.

Jiang languo looks at him as if he is going home with himself.

It's very rare.