Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Lin Yu." Liu Yimiao is very happy to see Lin Yu. When he came to build Lin Yu's shoulder, he was quietly dodged by Lin Yu.

He was embarrassed: "why don't you go out and stay here."

"Go out now." Lin Yu is just indifferent.

In the toilet, Jiang languidly breathed in a low voice: "Lin Yu, what a demon."

This night, Jiang Lang made thousands of dollars. He was so happy that he left Lin's house. The Philistine spirit of the original owner was vividly expressed by him.

It was just that he wanted to get back from the Lin family to his dilapidated cottage and change trains. He was sick to think about it.

So he took a taxi in luxury. On the way to the car, Jiang languo still didn't feel anything, that is, he was distressed by the fare. When he returned to his empty little house, the lonely and cold feeling immediately invaded him.

I can't help but go back to the studio. The man is soft and soft in his arms, letting him knead.

Originally big letter lying on the bed of Jiang Langyang, slowly curled up. In the mouth called Lin Yu's name, and made the action of losing blood essence.

Joy rises, and hands ache.

The next day, when Lin Yu came out from the gate of the university with his painting bag on his back, what he saw at first was the rogue Jiang languo.

Jiang Lang saw his grin and went forward to carry the painting bag for him without Lin Yu's refusal. He can wait for this day, finally is Lin Yu and so on.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Yu looked at him coldly.

Ginger languid ruffian ruffian spirit of the neck of Lin Yu, said: "do you."

The ear of Lin Yu at the other end of Jiang's speech is already red through. He grabs the painting bag on Jiang's back and resists the palpitation in his heart and wants to ask: "really..."

Really?

"I'm kidding." Jiang languor laughingly intercepts Lin Yu's words. He also said, "I made a lot of money last night. How about a meal for the young master?"

Jiang Lang wants to know that if he intercepts the man, the first thing he does is to sleep the man and kill himself.

"Yes." Lin Yu took a step forward.

Jiang Lang immediately followed him, reminding him: "although I have made money in this pocket, I don't have much money. I can only be in a shop at random..."

"How about here?" Lin Yu chose a roadside barbecue stand.

Jiang langong slightly Leng, high temperament Lin Yu said the truth and the roadside stall is really inconsistent.

However, Lin Yu sat down, "that's it."

Jiang languor came forward, put the painting bag on a chair, sat beside Lin Yu, and asked, "can you get used to the food here?"

"And you, can you get used to it?" Lin Yu looks at Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang: "of course I am used to it. I like it best."

Lin Yu turned back to her eyes and said, "why don't I get used to it?"

"Good..." Ginger languid eyebrows and eyes bent and laughed, "boss, I'd like to have two strings of kidney, a few plates of various kebabs and a few bottles of beer."

"OK."

On the way to waiting for the kebab, Jiang Lang, in order to prevent Lin Yu from being stuffy, took the initiative to talk about the topic and said, "what have you done today? I won't draw all of them."

"Well." Lin Yu nodded.

"Isn't that boring?" Jiang Lang followed the waist just sent by the boss. I remember that Lin Yu didn't like his big moves, so he put them slowly.

Lin Yu lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled gently, "no way."

"Very fond of painting?"

Lin Yu nodded.

"Men who are used to painting with bare arms?" Jiang languo lowered his voice and asked with a smile.

Lin Yu looked at him seriously, "that's art."