Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

As soon as he realized that this was true or false, Hao Xiaoheng would only regard it as a fake. Small angry to push away ginger languor, the medicine also sprinkled a lot.

Hao Xiaoheng had a stubborn expression on his face: "I'm not a bad kidney!"

"No drink, no drink." Jiang Lang drinks the medicine that is left only a few mouthfuls by himself, turns to put the medicine bowl.

Gone again, gone again. Always like this, good to myself, but indifferent to myself. What does Jiang Lang mean? Is there anyone who is so happy.

When he was happy with yunmie, he would not be indifferent to yunmie's mood when he refused what he had sent and how her father rejected him to visit him.

Ginger, son of a bitch, calf!

If you don't care about it, you can't be ignored. It's true. As soon as Hao Xiaoheng made up his mind and walked two rooms, he saw Jiang Lang helping a 17-year-old woman picking flowers in the village.

Is it not that Jiang languo immediately transferred his joy and tried to please other girls with flowers.

"You can't pick it." As soon as Hao Xiaoheng realized this, he was very unhappy. He took the initiative to frighten the woman away with his eyes.

"It's good to be in charge. Goodbye to the leader."

Jiang languo stopped. The girl just thought that the shape of the petals was good and suitable for making hairpins. She couldn't pick them, so she asked the passers-by to help them.

Looking at the man who obviously offended the taste of vinegar, Jiang Lang felt a little interesting. He asked directly, "Why are you so angry that I am close to others?"

"Maybe Maybe the last life was a life-long friendship? " Hao Xiaoheng stepped forward again and stood on tiptoe beside Jiang Yong. He picked the flower that Jiang Lang wanted to pick and hid it in his sleeve.

"Can't you be a husband and wife?" said Jiang languidly

The man glared at him: "who is the wife? I'm a man. "

Jiang languo chuckled: "wrong, husband."

Hesitantly turning the flower branches in his sleeve, Hao Xiaoheng drooped his eyes and was very tangled: "I have never seen..."

The feeling of having a good result.

It is true that there are two men in the village who can not find a woman to marry, but they will soon be separated. Because of the secular, because of the habits of life can not be run in. In short, there was no good result.

Jiang languor only slow voice way: "met."

"Where are you going?" Hao Xiaoheng held the man who was about to move his feet, staring at him tightly, "and ignoring me, going to pay too much attention to others, laughing and laughing?"

Hao Xiaoheng seems to be aggrieved like a storm, which makes Jiang Lang think that they may have some relationship.

"If you want to talk to others, you need to get the approval of the leader?" Jiang languid words fall.

Hao Xiaoheng was angry and helpless. He was so angry that he let go of his hand and exclaimed, "whatever you want, I will not take care of your affairs in the future."

He went back to his room in a hurry. Hao Xiaoheng drank five cups of tea on the spot.

The cold tea directly froze to his heart, which made Hao Xiaoheng shiver. The flowers in the sleeve shivered out.

He gazed at the flowers, picked it up, got up and went to the bronze mirror which was not usually used.

Looking at his face, which he didn't like more than a woman's, he stared at the flowers in his hand. Hao Xiaoheng put the flowers in his hair.

The enchanting red wild flowers added a touch of charm to the image of a tough man.

"I'm not better than those little girls..."

Why don't you talk to him.