Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

In the future, whenever two people are ready to do something shameful, there will always be a ghost figure in various places.

Ginger languid a little bit stingy: "I do not dry."

Gongliang Tuoba pressed Jiang languo's body to himself and said, "I'll do it."

But the valet was still on the roof. How could Jiang Lang be interested. Will be a good blanket on Gongliang Tuoba's body, Jiang languo and the quilt together will be pressed him, and then said: "close your eyes, sleep."

"Angry?" Gongliang Tuoba stretched out his hand and gently drew a circle around Jiang languo's chest.

Jiang languo grabbed his hand and said, "don't hook up with me."

"Brother Jiang, you misunderstood me." The eyes of Gongliang Tuoba have a sly smile.

Jiang languo closed his hand and hugged Gongliang Tuoba. In Jiang languo's arms, Gongliang Tuoba, who didn't have to sleep at all, had a sense of sleepiness.

And the people above the eaves, did not hear any abnormal sound, also lay down, staring at the moon in the sky. Holding the sword tightly.

Everything has changed.

Master, no longer only belongs to him.

He had his own love. And myself, from a thousand years ago, doomed a person.

The moon sets and the cock crows, and it is the time that passes in a hurry. The next day suddenly arrived.

Gongliang Tuoba buried himself completely, but he didn't have any unusual emotions. But the dead servant, who was originally expressionless, was in tears.

"Don't cry, don't I do well here?" Gongliang Tuoba's rare intimacy.

But for other men, how can Jiang languo not be angry. However, he couldn't fight, so he could only stand by.

"Master, even if he has no vitality, I have been with him for thousands of years." Wang Wen retreated several steps and said again when Gongliang Tuoba wanted to pacify him and reached for him.

Gongliang Tuoba also looked at his grave, and he felt uncomfortable. He said, "we must settle down for safety."

"Master, your sword." Soon, Wang Wen seemed to think of something. He presented the sword in his hands and handed it to Gongliang Tuoba.

Gongliang Tuo only touched the body of the sword, so the sword resonated with him. He said with a smile: "if you can use it, it means that the spirit of the sword has accepted you, and the sword is yours."

Wang Wen shook his head unexpectedly and then took out a small bottle. The small bottle is dark, can not see what the original liquid.

He looked at the bottle in his hand lovingly and said, "master, this is your blood thousands of years ago. I carry it with me. Every time I use the corpse sword, I drop the blood on the body of the sword. Therefore, the sword spirit will accept it from me."

"It's so affectionate..." Jiang languo squatted on one side, holding a branch on the ground, drawing a circle: "a loss of blood, it actually left a thousand years."

Whoa, whoa! Jiang Lang suddenly felt that he had no chance of winning.

Gongliang Tuoba, who has excellent hearing, can't hear Jiang Lang's words. He does business first, and then comforts him.

He suddenly seized Wang Wen's hand. This catch surprised Jiang and Wang Wen.

Wang Wen is even scarlet and flustered: "master, don't be like this."

Gongliang Tuoba pulls out the corpse sword and slides in the palm of Wang Wen's hand. Chant words on his mouth, then double fingers together, and cast the Dharma at the place where Wang Wen's wound and sword touch each other.

Gongliang Tuoba not only sent the corpse sword directly to Wang Wen, but also held Wang Wen's hand. Jiang was sulky, jealous and sad.

The male Lord has never had any kind of love token to him.

Look at the warm atmosphere of those two people, Jiang Lang suddenly feels that he is unnecessary.