Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

He is simply afraid that his beautiful man's identity will be exposed, and it is difficult for him to be a man. Otherwise, he would not refuse a little beauty to bathe himself. Even, they may invite.

It's a pity that a little girl can't be included in her own harem. Ginger languid is very helpless ah, voice way: "get up."

"Yes..." The servant girl is submissive and wants to undress Jiang Lang again. Jiang Lang smiles and refuses: "you go out, I will come by myself."

"But

With a smile on his face, Jiang languor pretended to be serious: "is it not easy to use what my concubine said?"

Her head was like a rattle: "no, no, No

"Go out, my dear." Jiang languo reached out and rubbed the little girl's head. It was to appease her small heart, which was startled by herself.

The servant girl was surprised, then slowly retreated and closed the door for the master. Outside the door, the servant girl Lengleng Leng stretched out her hand and stroked the position that the princess had just stroked, and her face turned red slowly.

The princess is so gentle.

The face of the system knows everything and sighs: the host is a real evil spirit.

Suddenly, he took it out of the host's arms. And then a rush of heat filled it.

"You're going to burn me to death!" The little wings were flying straight.

Jiang languor, who was thrown a face of water, laughed happily: "this is not to pour some water into your brain."

"You wait!" The system is very threatening.

Jiang languor ignored and took a bath of leisure. Seeing the red mark on his body, I couldn't help being satisfied.

Last night, happy.

What we should face is still unavoidable. Jiang Lang washes his body and meets Wang Ye at breakfast. He was pale and looked very weak. Although on weekdays he also looks like this. But today, he makes Jiang languo have a special feeling.

I want to love him.

As soon as this idea came out, Jiang Lang scared himself to death. He knocked on his head and walked forward slowly. He seemed reluctant to sit beside the king.

As a result, the prince, who always loved the princess, actually got up and was far away from the princess.

Jiang langleng: so many people are there. Is it that the male Lord doesn't give face?

When the official guard got up, his eyebrows were frowned and his hands were still supporting his waist.

"Lord, are you suffering from cold? You don't look very well." Liu Xiya stepped forward in time and helped the official guard to sit down in another position.

Jiang languor stares at the hand that official Wei supports waist dead, still have when he sits down, frown. How can Jiang Lang not know these movements. This is clearly the result of too much exercise at night.

However, in addition to the wedding night, Jiang Lang has never touched the Lord. How could he have been hurt until now.

Is it difficult to

Jiang languo's face is blue: is it really true that the man gave him green as he thought?

In Jiang languo's subconscious, he gave the male Lord green, this matter is nothing, even feel quite normal, man. However, if the man gave him green, it would not.

Strong male chauvinism makes Jiang languo's anger soar. He resists the conversation between the official guard and other concubines, and eats his breakfast in silence.

Then, after the man said he was full and left, Jiang Lang also got up and left.

"Bang!"

Guanjiawei was pushed open when he closed the door of the study. His body, which was soft and sour, was pulled even more painful.

"Why are you so miserable? Did you go to practice martial arts instead of reading the pamphlet last night?" Jiang languor pinches the chin of the male Lord and makes him look up at himself.

Anger is the devil. Jiang Lang has completely forgotten that the man is a king. At this time, he felt that his private property had been tarnished by others. He has to find that trash, and then, waste him.

"It hurts." Official Wei hangs Mou, looking at Jiang languo's hand, "let go, you pinch this king to ache."

"You know the pain. Do you still play so much when it hurts?" Jiang languo sneers, and his inner manic makes him very uneasy and doesn't know what to do.

The official Wei did not know what his words meant and looked at him blankly.

Jiang languor's hand loosed the chin of the official guard, and then without being polite, directly patted to the softest place behind him.

Official Wei body completely paralyzed, fell in Jiang languo's arms. His body was shaking with pain. How can this man be so bad. He was tortured last night, and today it's adding fuel to the fire.

Jiang languo pressed his anger, eyebrows raised and lowered, "Southwest king, how can you do this to me?"

"It hurts..." The tears of guanjiawei gradually filled his eyes.

Jiang languo is sure that he is green, but he is soft hearted and can't bear to push away.

As a result, the man slowly retreated from his arms. With so many days, he naturally knows what Jiang is thinking. He has been so familiar with Jiang Lang, but he can't even recognize him.

It's ridiculous. It's pathetic."Wang Ye, did you last night..." He can't say, if the man really admits, then he

"What is the princess?" she said The official guards are breathing with pain.

"Meet people." Jiang Lang said it very vaguely.

Wei Wei Leng, he looked sad, then said: "yes."

Jiang languor raises Mou, he sees male Lord so firm appearance, suddenly flustered.