Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

The original owner's mind is simple, but Jiang's mind is not simple.

He directly asked the system, "if I think so, does it highlight my pity that he hugs, kisses and warms up?"

"Face." The face is speechless. He always tries to test the skin of the host once more.

Jiang langcai didn't care about the "face" thing. "You said that the temperament of the original owner made me suffer from such a severe whip. What kind of reward do I have to get in order to balance my mind?"

His master is so strong that he can't be stronger. Since hard is not good, then he will be soft. Let the man know the weakness in his heart first

System:

"Master..." Ginger languor slowly opened his eyes, the eyes are full of red blood.

"Flower temple Chuan pity him," is the master mistakenly smoke you. "

Jiang languo pretends that he is not conscious yet. He presses the hand of Hua Dian Chuan and gradually presses him. Flower hall chuanmou son clear as the bottom of the stream, he said: "you have injury."

This is the rhythm of the play. Is it so easy for a man to push down? I'm so excited, so excited. Jiang languor whispered: "no problem."

When his lips were about to touch the lips of huadianchuan, he suddenly felt a pain in his back. Jiang languor opened his eyes and cried out: "pain, pain, master, don't pinch it."

The next second that Hua Dian Chuan lets go, Jiang languo jumps down from the couch. Straight in the original circle, as if trying to use "jumping" to ease the pain.

"It's no problem, isn't it?" Hua Dianchuan put his body on the couch, and supported his cheek with his thin hands, and looked at Jiang languo with a smile.

Male Lord this pair of charming and colorful appearance, Jiang languo can only see can't eat, his heart a burst of trouble. He is as reserved as Liu Xiahui.

The system has a saying: "clearly, it can't afford to be pinched by a man for a second time."

Jiang langbianzui: huadianchuan, although he does not refuse his approach, does not accept his intimacy.

Just teach him to practice martial arts, how can not he really regard himself and he is a pure apprentice?

Don't you want to

"Master, I ache." Jiang languor walked forward slowly, bowed his knees in front of the man, and put his hands carefully on the edge of the couch. After the eyes of Hua Dian Chuan came down, his hand did not dare to move forward for half a minute.

Hua Dian Chuan stretched out his hand to him, and Jiang languo shivered instinctively. He saw that the male master just scraped his nose and said, "why not be a teacher and tell the truth?"

Ginger languor still put that to install: "what?"

"The truth about why they hit people."

Ginger languor slowly shrugged and pulled his head, "master, do you all know?"

"Well."

The air was quiet for a long time, and Jiang languo whispered: "can the master comfort me?"

"How to comfort, just like just now?" Hua Dian Chuan Road. The eye wave passes by Jiang's hands.

Jiang languor lifted his eyes, and his hands became small claws. He pinched the couch and said nervously, "can I, can I?"

Hua Dian Chuan slightly tilts his head, pale pink lips open charming radian: "that teacher can be like just as, pinch you?"

Jiang languo secretly aggrieved, turn around, light lean on the couch and sit. He wanted to be cold and ignore huadianchuan, but his back stuck to the edge of the couch, which made him grinning and funny.

What huadianchuan thinks in his mind is: before he became his disciple, Jiang Lang was not such a polite person. Then he was so strong that he could not refuse.

Jiang languor only listen to the flower hall Sichuan a inexplicable sigh, from his bed and down, slowly pace away.

The Tianjiang medicine bottle hit Jiang languo's head, and the voice of the far away flower hall Sichuan came: "wipe carefully for a few days, then you can remove the scar."

"But, master, I can't reach it."