Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Is this man boasting? BEIMENG was so angry that he scratched his hair back. He didn't want to pay attention to the old man.

"Beier, I was just handsome or not." Jiang languo hugs him from behind, and then goes to his front. He looks like he is holding BEIMENG in his arms.

Bei Meng milk fierce gentle, pushing Jiang lang way: "don't make me, I'm angry."

Ginger languid way: "make don't get angry." He leaned against BEIMENG's ear and said, "maybe I don't have time to get angry. Do you want to have a try?"

North Mencius: You are the one who is fighting for the purpose of eating my tofu. It was, and it is now. "

At the mention of that year, Jiang was nervous and flustered. I'm not afraid that BEIMENG will settle with him.

Jiang Lang holds up BEIMENG in one fell swoop and rushes to the bedroom. BEIMENG gently called out, "Jiang languo, I can still be angry, who allowed you to do so."

"Love allows me to do this." Conquering BEIMENG, Jiang Lang anxiously unties the buttons on his body.

Then he said in a low, satisfied voice, "I've finally got it. There's nothing better than BEIMENG."

The North Meng Ergen son, who was deeply embraced by Jiang Lang, was flustered: "an, quiet."

This evening is destined to be a non-stop night.

When sleeping, Jiang languo smiles sweetly when he sleeps.

But it doesn't affect the dry fight after waking up.

When BEIMENG woke up early in the morning, his eyes were swollen. He was so angry that he kicked Jiang languo, who was sleeping beside him.

The kick made a noise in BEIMENG's waist. He was wringing his eyebrows again, and the pain was terrible.

"Are you all right, flashing back?" Jiang Lang is also vague, but he still heard the loud voice.

His ear was immediately pinched by BEIMENG. He gritted his teeth and said, "you say, I'm so half paralyzed. How can I go to class?"

With both hands protecting the merciless hand of BEIMENG, Jiang languo bowed to BEIMENG and said, "I'll let other teachers do it for you."

"You can't bother people all the time. Look at you. You're almost thirty years old. You don't know anything. There is no sense of propriety in doing things. There is no degree at all. What am I going to do if I make it like this. "

Jiang languo was surprised, "how can this all be pushed to me? You could have said 'don't stop' last night."

"Nonsense, I clearly said" don't "and" stop ". You idiot, do you teach Chinese by a PE teacher?"

"That..." was a smile

Ginger languor suddenly thought of himself, his eyes suddenly light way: "I go for you, how?"

"Are you crazy, or am I?" BEIMENG loosened his hand and lay on the bed and didn't want to talk.

"They all say that the PE teacher takes the least classes and gets the highest salary. I always have a chance to prove myself now. I get a decent salary."

BEIMENG has nothing to say.

"Also, they said I was handsome, but always sick. This time

Rubbing his daughter-in-law's face, Jiang languo said happily: "let them know who is always sick."

"Are you bragging about yourself?" BEIMENG buried his face in the quilt, so that Jiang languo had no place to take advantage of him.

Jiang Lang nods his head very firmly. Looking at BEIMENG's silly appearance, he said, "Beier, you will sleep flat in this way."

BEIMENG said in a stuffy voice: "I'm flat. I don't have a face. How can you pester me to do this. Look at the flat face. You can't do it once. "

"I doubt my true love for you." Mengli, let him feel the warmth of his quilt.

BEIMENG cried out for help: "Jiang Lang, you will be late for this."

Jiang Lang: "just feel it."

"I don't believe you!"