Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

They are not as happy as they were in the world.

Mo Jing can't love huadianchuan, because he wants to support the floating life of Shangqing. As it happens, huadianchuan is very sensible. Never embarrass him with feelings.

He was married, and the flower hall was speechless. After his son was born, Hua Dianchuan took him as his son and took good care of him.

By the time he grew up, he became the head of the family. After the death of Mo Jing's wife, Hua Dian Chuan and Mo Jing became indifferent to the world. They didn't talk about each other's feelings for each other.

Just, is that really good? Huadianchuan's eyes seem to have other men's shadow.

"Your apprentice, it's Jiang Lang, isn't it?" Mo Jing patted the back for huadianchuan, calming people's voice: "recently, it's the time when the disciple is going down the mountain to visit relatives. He may have gone down the mountain."

Down the mountain Hua Dian Chuan retreated from the arms of Mo Jing, and then ran to the floating mountain road of Shangqing.

"Elder, you are so used to this man that you are really lawless." The second elder looked at the mess in his yard.

Mo Jing smiles: "let the owner build a bigger yard for you."

"That's what you said."

Three days later.

"Jiang Lang!"

While eating dry food, Jiang languo suddenly heard his name called, which was quite familiar. As he watched the shadow getting closer to him, Jiang languo's dry food stuck in his throat.

How could it be master

"Jiang Lang, you're so brave. You went down the mountain without informing me. I'm a good teacher."

In front of the people, is still a publicity of red clothes, clothes fluttering with the wind, disordered ginger languid heart.

"I'm starving to death." Huadianchuan also sits under a big tree with Jiang languo, takes the dry food on Jiang's hand and chews a small bite. Then he said, "why is it so hard?"

"Cough!" At this time, Jiang languo reacts. He still has dry food in his throat, so he looks for water in a hurry.

Hua Dianchuan picked up the kettle and sipped it. Seeing Jiang languo staring at him, he said, "do you want it too?"

Ginger languor nods, lenglengleng reaches out. Hua Dian Chuan did not give, instead, he took a big drink. Then he closed the kettle, threw it aside, and pushed his hands toward Jiang.

After the tree pole, the two people's laryngeal knots were rolling up and down in the grass, and the atmosphere became more and more hot.

Hua Dian Chuan panted slightly and said angrily, "how can you be so greedy? I'm just feeding you water."

Ginger languid as if in a dream, hands on the waist of the Huadian River, slowly closed.

He deeply sniffed the man's breath, "why did you go down the mountain, master?"

Huadianchuan was playing with Jiang languo's hair and said: "if the apprentice is not here, there is no fun in being a teacher. I'm bored, so I'm here. "

Jiang Langlang lost: is it just boring?

He looked for three days, but he felt that he had been looking for him for a long time. If he could not find Jiang languo, would Jiang Lang not come back again. Huadianchuan was flustered.

At first, he regarded Jiang as an interesting little plaything.

That night, it was really hurt by Mo Jing, but he was also willing to do well with Jiang. Although Jiang Mo's feelings for him are not deep enough.

"Don't you want to be a teacher? I left without saying a word." The flower hall Sichuan supports the hand, in the ginger languid above.

Jiang languo's eyes are confused, and he shakes his head.

"If you want to be a teacher, why don't you come to find a teacher?" Huadianchuan has some complaining tone.

"It's true that I miss you, and it's true that I don't want to look for you." Jiang languor pushed the hand of Hua Dian Chuan to one side and sat up.