Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"I'll do it myself." As long as Jiang is not as horizontal as last night, Yu chenheng is still acceptable.

Ginger languid obediently gave him, put down his hand when swept over his waist, said: "eat more, eat fat point."

"Why?" Yu chenheng returned this sentence.

Jiang languor suddenly smile, returned two words: "good embrace."

"Cough! Ginger! You get out of here. "

It's impossible to go out. Jiang Lang still drags Yu chenheng to work with him. It's just

Jiang Lang and Yu chenheng get out of the house and look at the empty car in front of him. Yu chenheng came to a sentence: "last night, you came?"

He is not far from Li Yingqi's company, but he is also a certain distance from Jiang's company and Jiang's family. If, Jiang languo is coming

Yu chenheng's heart suddenly moved a little. The man is very nice to him though he is thick and big.

"How could it have come? I'm not a fool. I asked Li Yingqi to send me last night Jiang languo said casually and made a phone call by the way.

Yu chenheng said: He is wrong. How can he think of Jiang languo so well.

"I remember Li Yingqi's company is not far away. He should go to work at this point." Jiang languo muttered and said.

The mobile phone was suddenly held down. Jiang languo looked at Yu chenheng and asked, "what's the matter? Do you want a kiss at work again?"

Yu chenheng's ear tip was red, "you think too much, I just don't think we should disturb Mr. Li..."

"What's the matter?" Suddenly there was a sound coming from the phone.

Jiang Lango took Yu chenheng's small hand with his other hand and continued: "I didn't ask you to send me to a place last night. Now there is no car. I don't know how to get to the company."

Li Yingqi: are you in a hurry

"I don't want to call you. I miss you." Jiang languidly curled his lips.

I don't know Li Yingqi heard the words behind him, and his heart stirred two times: "it's not often that you are late, as for that hurry?"

He put down his pen, closed the papers, and got up to take his coat.

Jiang languidly swings his hand, shaking with Yu chenheng's. He was not in a hurry, but Yu chenheng was in a hurry.

"I also want to be a good boss. No, I can be very good for the people under my control." Jiang Lang holding the phone, suddenly close to Yu chenheng.

Yu chenheng, who had been lowering his head, was frightened: "why?"

"What's wrong with you? How can you feel shy?" Jiang languo asked curiously. Is it because he took Yu chenheng's little hand that made him shy? But it's not right. When he kisses, his face is not so red.

On the phone came Li Yingqi's voice: "wait for me."

Jiang languo did not answer, then hung up the phone. Yu chenheng suddenly said, "why didn't you return to Mr. Li?"

"He can understand it." Ginger languor does not matter to say.

When they were waiting for Li Yingqi's car, Li Yingqi drew down the window and saw that Jiang and Yu chenheng were holding each other's hands. He sank his eyes: "I said that no wonder he had to come here after getting drunk in the middle of the night. Chen Heng lives here."

Yu chenheng immediately put aside Jiang's hand. Jiang Lang thought he was just shy. He opened the back door and said to Yu chenheng, "ah Heng, come in quickly."

"Not good." Yu chenheng carefully looked at Li Yingqi. He seemed very unhappy.

Jiang Lang directly pulled Yu chenheng over, jammed him in the car, and then sat in the back.

"English, drive."