Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Jiang languor language plug, pinched pinch daughter-in-law's face, "how can so do not give me face."

"Pain." Xing Qixue didn't move at all, so he yelled.

Ginger languor immediately to close to look at, but also doubt, "clearly did not use force, how to ache."

"Then you won't exert yourself."

With Xing's careless tone, Jiang Lang knew that his daughter-in-law was teasing himself again.

Holding people well, Jiang languo's face rubbed against Xing's soft hair, "you are really..."

"But what is it?" Xing boiling snow mouth gently pursed, pretending to be fierce.

"How lovely."

Jiang languor words fall, Xing boiling snow reward general hand ring ginger languid waist.

"Outside."

"But I want to sleep." Xing Qixue's words are light and light.

Jiang Lang knew that he was being coquettish and patted his wife's thigh: "then put me on my leg to sleep, and I'll call you when it's time."

"Well."

Lunch time includes lunch and nap. There is not so much space in the forensic room. It is possible that colleagues will go home or go to the tea shop nearby to have a rest.

The sun is too big, and there are not a few people resting under the shade of trees, so the pair of Jiang languo is not so attractive.

But it doesn't mean it doesn't attract attention.

Most of the play is spectators.

Bai Zhang passed by and stopped. The purpose was to disturb Xing's sleep. "How can you still be with that psychopath?"

He chattered on and on: "Xingfa doctor, you are not afraid to be affected and reduce your own intelligence quotient."

Is mental illness really a disease?

In this world With her eyes closed, Xing's mouth is slightly crooked.

You don't have to live in this world. There are many voices around you that don't belong to you. They are different from your three views. Who is right and who is wrong.

Everyone seems to be right forever. Not everyone's heart is so magnanimous to accept gossip, depending on the demon.

So want to hide, but because the reality has to continue to face.

So why care about other people's views, according to a person's living method, can. If a thousand people want you to live a thousand ways, can you still live.

Xing Qixue turns around and buries his face into Jiang languo's abdomen. He also grabbed Jiang's languid hand and blocked his ears.

The two of them had such a quiet and good appearance. It was useless for them to say anything more, and they could only leave.

Xing Qixue didn't expect that Jiang Lang said he was not lying when he was discharged from hospital. Soon after, he really left the hospital.

"Why do you want to leave the hospital?" Song ran Xian signs his name on Jiang Lang's discharge certificate.

Ginger languor simply replied: "your bed is too hard, not easy to sleep."

Song ran Xian smiles and tells Jiang Lang how he shows his love like a rascal.

"Well, how are you?"

Song ran Xian looked at him and wondered, "what's going on?"

"Your daughter-in-law. What? How about it? I'm not satisfied. " Yuan languor winked at him, "if it wasn't for me, would you have met?"

I met him when I was looking for Jiang Yong. Song ran fiber raised eyes, "thank you."

"You're welcome."

In the dream triangle waiting for the big package of ginger languid out of that moment, Xing boiling snow quickly step forward, take the initiative to hold the face of Jiang Lang, kiss, "dear, you are reborn."

"You are my freshman." Jiang Lang's love words.

Xing Qixue is always calm on the surface, but the waves are surging in his heart.