Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

In a daze, Jiang Lang seems to be playing with his hand

After a good night, gexi felt that he was either out of luck. If he was photographed, he would have to add a modifier to his title of vicious director.

Debauchery.

Sleep to noon Ge Xi, open your eyes, the brain is a moment of this idea.

I had to laugh a little silly. I didn't expect that now he still pays attention to the image.

"Brush your teeth."

Gexi just opened his eyes, he was picked up by the man, and then he was stuffed with ginger toothbrush and gently brushed his teeth.

"All right, gargle."

"Wash your face."

In Jiang Lango's simple words, every step of action is particularly light to treat gexi. Let gexi trance to almost think that he has become disabled again.

Taking advantage of Jiang Lang to go to the bathroom to put towels, Ge Xi started. What is pulling a hair and moving the whole body, he finally understood.

Continue to lean on the head of the bed, Ge Xi sighed, and gave Jiang languo the volume he heard: "disabled, disabled."

Jiang languor steps out of a meal, go to the side of the Ge River, sit down. Ginger languor sees him, tiny Cu frown: "you did not control at all last night."

"You still..." To gexi gas smile, "you still wronged me!"

After blowing a mouthful of hot air toward his hand, gexi puffed his cheek and said, "it's time to use brutal means to deal with you."

It's just two fingertips pinching Jiang's arm, just a little bit of meat. Gexi was very hard, proving his brutality.

It still hurts.

After being brutalized, Jiang Lang looks at the bruise on his arm and rubs himself.

"It's a waste today. I'll stay at home." Gexi beckoned, "give me my computer."

"This is my home. Without your computer, can I give you my computer?" Jiang Lang said, already went to take.

Gexi can't believe it. He often sees Jiang Lang doing things with this notebook. That means there are many fields in this notebook that he can't touch.

"How can you be so unprepared for me." Ge Xi opened the machine and said, "I'm not a good man."

"There's nothing in it." Jiang sits aside.

Ge Xi took a look at him and found that he was taking away from the shop. He could not help but make complaints about it: "you slept me, even cooked meals for me personally."

"I..." Ginger languid suddenly some shy, "I will not."

"Well?" Ge Xi opened his eyes, and then mercilessly mocked: "ah ah, the agent Jiang can't cook, I can't do things like Jiang's, tut Tut, useless..."

"You can do it." After ginger languid bit good, put down the mobile phone and arched over the Chaoge river.

The notebook was instantly slipped from the quilt by two people in front of Ge Xi.

Gexi looked at the fluffy head and kissed, "what do you mean? I won't be a cook."

"Then I'll study harder?" Jiang languo thought for a long time, and he was not so sure.

Some things, how to say, are really not.

Jiang Lang has not never tried, but he seems to be an idiot in cooking. He either treats sugar as salt or vinegar as soy sauce. The dish cooked is sweet and sour, but it has no taste.

"Ha ha..." Ge Xi held Jiang's face in his hands. "How can you be so cute? I'll barely raise you."

"That's settled." Jiang languo suddenly takes something out of his pocket.

Then the domineering ring ring finger of gexi.