Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Yu chenheng holding his own things, came to the Jiang group. He looked up at the high-rise building in front of him, but he still couldn't understand why he was recommended to come here by Mr. Li.

"Ah Heng." Jiang Lang stops the car, throws the key to his assistant, and catches up to help the man carry things.

Yu chenheng politely refused: "no need, President Jiang."

Jiang Lang that is hard to snatch over, "need, how do not need, you need me incomparably."

This attracted the attention of the new comers. Yu chenheng therefore, ear tip slightly red. He looked at Jiang languo's back a little helplessly, followed him to go in.

Jiang Lang is holding a new towel, which is to clean up Yu chenheng's new office. Yu chenheng was at a loss, "Mr. Jiang, I'm just a small advertising plan, I don't need an independent office."

In this way, although not airborne, it is also special.

Jiang Lang naturally thought of it, but the most important thing is that if the man has nothing to do with his private office, it will be inconvenient for him to do anything later.

"Yes." Jiang Lang only said two words.

Yu chenheng was almost speechless.

After throwing away the dishcloth, Jiang Lang washed his hands and went to Yu chenheng's office again. Just stare at his office and write papers. In other words, Jiang Lang, the boss, is really a little idle.

Yu chenheng put down his pen and politely looked at Jiang Lang and said, "is there anything wrong with Jiang Zong?"

"To see you, to care for you, to take care of you is the most important thing in my life." Jiang Lang is totally indifferent to his face and skin, and the words of shame come out of his mouth.

Yu chenheng's words are obscure: "Mr. Jiang, actually I have someone I like."

Jiang langong was stunned and quickly recovered. It's not surprising that a man likes someone. Anyway, he couldn't have liked himself from the beginning.

"I believe my true feelings will move you." Jiang languor suddenly took Yu chenheng's hand and said affectionately.

Yu chenheng couldn't pull out his own hand, as if Jiang languo showed how much he liked himself. The strength of his hand was great. Yu chenheng was discouraged. "Mr. Jiang, can you let me go? I want to write a copy."

"Good." Jiang langong kisses him in the palm of his hand, and then continues to hold his cheek to look at him.

Before I knew it, it was time for lunch. Jiang Lang prepared a large table of food for Yu chenheng.

Yu chenheng said, "Mr. Jiang, can you finish eating?"

"It's all for you." Jiang languo said, and continued to make a phone call, thinking about what soup more to fill the body of the man.

"Ah Heng, what else do you need? No, how about I give you the whole black chicken soup?"

Black chicken soup is not used to replenish qi and blood for women. Yu chenheng sweat, shaking his head: "no, thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"You see what you're doing to me so politely." Jiang languo took Yu chenheng to sit down and opened the lunch box for him. He said, "I'm the one who pursues you. You should ask me for it as much as you like."

Yu chenheng was a little uncomfortable in his heart, "President Jiang."

He was at a loss for Jiang's over enthusiastic pursuit. However, Jiang languo couldn't understand people's words. What he refuses has the same effect as what he doesn't say.

"Well?" Ginger languor holding a spoon, "do you want me to feed you?"

Yu chenheng immediately caught, "no need."

"Always say no, no need." Jiang languo said, "you don't need me so much. I'm almost embarrassed to stay by your side."

But you can't even get rid of it. Yu chenheng lowered his eyes and ate slowly.