Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Mr. Jiang, didn't I tell you that I have people I like." Yu chenheng took out his hand which was firmly held by Jiang.

Jiang Lang's heart was jammed, and he immediately wanted to destroy the heaven and earth and strengthen Yu chenheng. If the world had its own temperament in the past, Yu chenheng would have been his man. However, the original owner of this world can not, dare to counsel a lot. Seeing what Yu chenheng was not willing to do, he tried not to touch Yu chenheng's scale.

"Oh..." Jiang languidly shrugged and pulled his head.

The two of them walked down dozens of floors of stairs together. Jiang Lang, who had just galloped up, did not say a word. He was not as quiet as he was. Yu chenheng was not used to it.

To the door of the company, Yu chenheng felt that it was better to say hello at the time of parting. After all, Jiang is still his boss.

"Mr. Jiang, then I will go back first." Yu chenheng politely stepped back, ready to turn.

Jiang said: "at this point, there is no car anywhere. I'll take you back."

President Jiang

Jiang languor opened his eyes because he pinched his thighs and pinched out the dim eyes. He pretended that he had been rejected by you for many times. Ah Heng, don't refuse me this time

He covered his heart: "otherwise, it's so sad here."

"All right, all right." Yu chenheng gave a low hum.

The surface of Jiang languo is still that pair of dead appearance, but the inner beauty is not good enough. Walking all the way to the parking lot, his little jumping feet revealed his happiness.

Yu chenheng also noticed that the corners of his mouth rose with an arc that he did not even notice.

Seeing Yu chenheng home, Jiang said to him, "do you want to try driving?"

Yu chenheng can't, he shook his head, but also quite ready to move. Men, there are a few who don't like cars. Besides, Jiang Lang's car is a good one.

"I'll teach you, in the middle of the night, there's no one on the road. We'll open it up, it's OK." Jiang said, turning the car into a wide road.

Yu chenheng or some advice, he shook his head, "no, Jiang always so late, we'd better go back first."

Jiang Lang: "dare not?"

He patted himself on the thigh and said, "why don't you do it on my leg and let you try to be a driver?"

The system skimmed its mouth: "the heart is exposed, boy."

Jiang also lowered his seat. He squeezed back, leaving room for the man. Back to the system: "know what, I'm just joking. The man who makes a scene will blush."

But Jiang langong, who wants to be a man, really leans over. He reluctantly shrunk in his arms and longed to hold his hands on the steering wheel. Mouth said no, but the body is very honest from the heart.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid of driving and crowds, so please give me more advice." Yu chenheng tightened his small mouth.

It seems that I am still very persistent and enthusiastic about the car. It is estimated that no one has served him as close as Jiang Lang before.

It turns out that Yu chenheng's polite and alienated temperament was formed in this way.

"Oh, this waist." The system kept teasing.

Jiang Lang tried to shield, he put aside his unhealthy thoughts and told Yu chenheng which part of the car should be moved first.

Try to make a good impression on the man.

Yu chenheng played with his most expensive car for more than an hour, and it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

When Jiang Lang sent Yu chenheng home, he was half asleep. He was hungry and cold at night. It was really hard.

Yu chenheng drooped his eyes and slowly put his hand on the window of Jiang languo's falling window. He said in a small voice: "otherwise, Mr. Jiang, please stay with me tonight."