Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Jiang Lang found that Tang you did not respond. He was suddenly aware of his conjecture.

The conjecture that Tang Qiu liked herself for a long time may be incorrect.

When I kiss him, I guess he is too strong to break free. Just as he just grabbed him on his own body, Tangyou is very soft.

Suddenly, there was a little embarrassment.

"You didn't promise me, you didn't refuse me. I have no face at all."

Tang Xiu Mou son slightly open big, surprised Jiang languo actually said that kind of words. He breathed suddenly and almost choked himself to death.

Feel the man for himself along the back, very gentle Tang Xiu slowly leans herself into Jiang languo's arms, pulls ginger's sleeve and says, "well, we are together?"

Leaning against the chest slowly vibrated, that is ginger languid smile, he laughed.

Tang Chuo also slowly smile.

Ten minutes. Ten minutes later.

"That's not good." Tang Chuo blushed at the little curly hair fooled out, occupy their own bed of the man a bit at a loss.

"I'm your boyfriend. It's normal for me to spend the night in your house The man who said this shameless remark was looking through the book.

From the first day when Jiang languo was ready to hook up with Tang you, he kept the novel he bought in his home. Intentionally or unintentionally, in Tang you's life, leave your own footprints.

"But we've only been together for less than an hour." Tang Chuan is just like a crab just out of the pot, blushing.

He took Jiang languo's hand and said, "why don't you go home first and have a good night for myself?"

"You're very careful about the process of the actor's bed play." Jiang Lang is not a casual model, he is looking at it seriously.

Tang Xiu blushed, and her hands slowly lost strength to pull ginger.

"Such a shameful gesture, how can you write it? Tut tut --" Jiang languo put this head still joking.

Tang you took away his book, a small voice: "don't say."

There is no unhappiness, but the extreme shyness.

"The so-called car, practice out of real knowledge." Yuan languid got up and hugged the man behind his back. "You still have a little insufficient writing. Can I help you supplement it?"

Tang Qiu's fingertips turn red, "what nonsense..."

"The published ones are all abridged versions. Tang you and I will try the uncut versions myself, OK?" Ginger languor is still wantonly provocative Tang you's skin thickness.

"It's the first day. Stop it." Tang Chuan holds Jiang's hand, turns around, walks to the bed at the other end, and then lies down. The whole quilt, completely covering yourself.

One of the protagonists of Tang you's novels is herself. Obviously, she knows her temperament very well.

At the beginning of the novel, the story is basically described by Tang you, who pursues Jiang Yan. In the middle of the more than 20 books, Jiang Lang deeply loves him and takes the initiative to attack. The Tang you in the back book is spoiled by Jiang languo.

In fact, why not like the life that Tang you is looking forward to. But he didn't have the courage to approach Jiang at the beginning. He was afraid of being hated. So, all that happened later didn't happen. It was just his imagination.

The temperature is pasted behind the back, and ginger languid hot breath comes from the ear of Tang Xiu, "do you want to try it?"

Tang Xiu plucked up courage, turned to close to him, low eyes. A little milk fierce milk fierce threat: "Ginger languid, you still make, I won't let you live."

"Try and write our story."