Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Yan Dianyuan wipes the medicine for Jiang. Jiang Lang has words of tiger and wolf in his mind. He stops his irrational behavior and listens carefully to his daughter-in-law's analysis.

Later, Jiang languo was really at the disadvantage. He was a son of a generation. He sued the emperor, and the wound on his face was obvious. Taifu was summoned by the emperor, and without saying a word, he directly deducted his salary.

When Jiang Lang was ready to argue, the emperor only said, "I don't listen."

As a result, the Emperor didn't give him a chance to speak, so he was sent back.

On Yan Dianyuan's birthday, Jiang Lang, who went back to the government, still had no money. Looking at the light in his little quilt room, Jiang Lang YY said: Yan Dianyuan must be waiting for him to go home. This man looks cold, but in fact he is soft.

Ha ha The body can also be soft.

Jiang Lang patted his head to stop the spread of incorrect thoughts. At present, we have to think about the business. What is the business? Strictly look at what yuan will do on his birthday. This is the business.

Or give yourself to him?

Jiang Yi clapped his hands, and he thought it was a good idea.

System: "that's what the man wants. Look at you. You look like a poor man."

Jiang languo goes up the steps and stops to find Yan Jianyuan. Instead of rolling his eyes at the system this time, he turned to serious thinking.

All of a sudden, my eyes were bright again. Jiang Lang stealthily goes to the kitchen

"The Lord beat the son of a son, beat a person can be very serious, the son of the son goes to the emperor that is to complain."

"You may not have won The grown-up is back, and his face is not very good. "

Suddenly, there were some gossips outside the door. Yan Jianyuan immediately put down his pen. He opened the door and went out.

He looked for it for a long time

Jiang was so disheartened that he made a very ugly cake. This cake still has no cream, fruit or whatever. Only the cake was steamed by myself.

"My God, why is fate so unfair to me?" Looking at the fake cake in his hand, Jiang languor felt uncomfortable.

How much flour is wasted, how can it be so ugly.

When he intends to destroy it, Yan Zhanyuan finally finds Jiang Lang.

He opened the door of the kitchen and walked in softly. "Is that you, my lord?"

Jiang Lango is guilty of kicking the failed products on the ground into the place where some vegetable skins are stored. He held his hand, and the unknown thing of the ancients turned around.

"Yuan'er..."

Yan Jianyuan came forward and immediately took out his handkerchief to wipe Jiang Lang's face. He asked, "what are you doing

"Nothing, just for fun." Jiang languo stares at the caramel bread in his hand. He is not sure if there will be any irreparable consequences if he eats it.

After thinking about it, Jiang Lang intends to throw it away. Yan Zhanyuan seized his hand. "My Lord, I happen to be hungry. Have you let me deal with it for you?"

"Really?" On the contrary, there is a surprise on Jiang languo's face.

Yan Dianyuan nodded: "naturally, lower officials generally don't tell lies."

Jiang was moved, sniffed, and then thought, "you wait, I'll find something."

Holding Yan Zhanyuan, who doesn't know the name, nods his head cleverly and stands still in the kitchen. Until Jiang Lang came over with a slender candle.

He put the candle on the side, and he made his hair. He was dressed and had a good image. Then he said sincerely, "yuan'er, happy birthday."

Yan saw yuan surprised, and then the corners of his mouth slowly burst into a smile, "is this made by adults for the lower officials?"

"A little ugly..." Jiang Lang is embarrassed to say.

"I like it very much," he said