Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

School assignment, let them go out to find inspiration, and hand in a perfect work.

What Liu Yimiao didn't expect was that Jiang languo was also following Lin Yu. What happened that morning, Liu Yimiao had not fully digested it.

He came over and pulled Lin Yu aside. Liu Yimiao frowned and said, "how could he come?"

"He's my boyfriend. Why can't he come?" Lin Yu said simply.

Liu Yimiao was killed by his simple words. He instantly frowned: "how can you admit so fast, so without a trace of hesitation."

Unwilling to say more, Lin Yu walked forward.

The more Liu Yimiao thinks about it, the more he feels subdued. He follows Lin Yu and asks, "can I speak first? We can..."

He was extremely regretful that he did not speak his heart to Lin Yu at the gate of Lin's house.

Lin Yu: "No

"Why?"

As soon as Liu Yimiao finished speaking, he was pushed aside by the painting bag on Jiang's back. "What are you doing?" he said

"It's time for you to talk to the young master. Why are you still so clingy and chattering?" Ginger languid leer at him, "I also can be jealous."

"You

Lin Yu's hand, take the initiative to grasp Jiang languo's hand, although the expression is light to see him. But this scene of killing dogs completely killed Liu Yimiao.

Like other professionals, Lin Yu waited for Jiang to finish the shelf and drawing board, and then stood in front of the drawing board, looking at the surrounding landscape and thinking about what to draw.

Jiang Lang doesn't understand the art, so he sits by the big horse road and waits for Lin Yu. I saw that he came here tardy.

"No inspiration?" Jiang Lang stands behind him, caring.

The shadow outline on the drawing board is Jiang languo. Lin Yu looks at the bottom of his heart inexplicably and has an impulse to turn around and hold him.

Jiang Lang is his belief. After waiting for eight years, Lin Yu finally gets together with Jiang. He wanted to stay in Jiang languo's arms every moment.

At this time, even the favorite Sketchpad seems to have become an obstacle. Lin Yu put down his brush and said, "well."

"It's so tiring to stand. It's probably because of standing that there's no inspiration. Wait a minute. I'll find a stool for the young master. " When Jiang Lang said that, it was action.

Lin Yu: "No

Just stay with me.

But Jiang Lang didn't listen to it. He just ran to care about his daughter-in-law to find the stool.

At this time, Liu Yimiao found the opportunity to move his own drawing board. Or unwilling to say: "how can you choose him, a bottom layer of people's taste, smelly and disgusting."

"Don't you forget that when I was not recognized by the Lin family, I was also the stinky bottom man in your mouth."

"I don't mean that." Liu Yimiao panicked, "how can he compare with you. You are Lin's blood, just out of mud. "

"It's all the same." Lin Yu looked at the silly big man with a colorful and festive stool running towards him. Lin Yu put on a smile, "I and he, perfect match."

Liu Yimiao was so jealous that he went crazy. He also had to bear in front of Lin Yu: "I am with you, I can do the next one."

Lin Yu lightened her eyes, and finally turned her attention to Liu Yimiao. The corner of his lips, which was slightly tilted, was an obvious metaphor: "who told you that Jiang languo was the one below?"

"I knew that morning Liu Yimiao said and stopped.

Yeah, which one has a nail scratch on his body. Shouldn't all be pinch marks?