Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"I'll come home and download the electronic fireworks." Jiang languo's heart is really big. He can't see his daughter-in-law's tantrum. He thinks that Tang Xiu is nothing.

Tang Chun doesn't pay attention to others.

The journey home seems a little long.

Little Chuen Mao's ears moved, heard the master's footsteps, and immediately ran from the door to the yard door, which is to actively open the door for the master.

It was originally excited "Wang Wang Wang". When he saw another master on the back of the master, he showed a drooping look.

However, the two masters seemed to be in a strange bad mood. The poor little girl didn't get any response from the adults. They just pretended to be dead and lay in the middle of the yard.

Jiang languo puts down Tang you, who has been quiet all the time, and sits directly in front of him, and slowly lifts up the loose trouser legs.

Two knees, there is a light red, is hit red, the other is more serious, broken skin, wound blood sticky pants.

When Jiang languor lifts up the trousers of this leg, Tang Chuen eyebrows all twist a piece.

"It's broken." Jiang Lang's tone is not fierce, but stuffy.

Tang Qiu finally made a voice: "I don't rub medicine, it hurts."

"If you don't wipe it, it won't be good." I'll take out the ginger box.

Tang Xiu shrunk her legs, resolute attitude: "say not to wipe, I just don't wipe."

"Don't be a child."

"Just make a noise." "Tang you shriveled mouth, covered his wound," you just fierce me, I am still angry, I let you wipe medicine how to return a responsibility, so it seems that I am more counseling. "

"Yes?" Jiang Lang really can't understand, "this is not a good idea."

"The point is the first sentence!" Tang Chuan thinks the implication is clear enough.

Jiang languor comes up, "beg forgiveness, kiss, kiss is not angry."

Tang Chuo laughed and couldn't help it at all. He tried to open Jiang's face: "I can't kiss you. I'm still angry."

"Don't be pro, block, pull black, delete friends, Jiang Lang..."

After a while, I won't accept it.

"I love soup too much." Jiang languor takes advantage of someone's blushing face lying on the sofa shyly, treating the wound for Tangyou.

"This sincere confession, this sincere words, this full of love, can the prodigal son turn back for gold?"

Jiang languo's words were gentle enough to make his heart beat faster. Tang Chuen was smiling, "mianmianmian Qiang."

The wound is healed.

Ready to set off electronic fireworks on time, Tang Chuo suddenly remembered, "where's the dog."

To the outside called a few: "small curly hair!"

Jiang languor comes over is to block Tang you's mouth, "disturb the people, the punishment."

When the dog heard the owner's voice, he ran in and ran around the house madly to hide his embarrassment as a single dog, waiting for the two owners to get bored.

"Jiang Lang!" Soup twists the airway.

"Daughter in law, daughter-in-law, it's time to watch the fireworks." Jiang languor coughs twice, conceals own success, diverts Tang you's attention.

Three people in the back of the family squeezed their heads together, staring at the laptop and counting down in unison.

"Three!"

"Wang Wang Wang Wang!"

"Two!"

"Wang Wang!"

"One!"

"Wang!"

The computer screen suddenly bloomed with beautiful fireworks. The dog was scared to hide under the tea table, shrinking his head.

Tang Chuen chuckles.

Jiang Lang looks at his daughter-in-law and smiles slowly.

The new year, the new pursuit, the new vision, the new life, are all new.

Good, go on.