Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Seven masters?" Jiang languo was sober, and he also smelled the faint smell of wine.

Drink?

Drunk.

The corner of Jiang languo's mouth aroused a sinister smile and poked Han Che Ye's face, "seven masters, do you need service?"

"What service?"

Seven Ye Wei drunk too charming, face red, looking at the body is delicate and soft.

Jiang langong knelt on the edge of the bed, and his fingertips nimbly swam on him: "special service that can make you comfortable."

When Jiang languo's hand skips that thing, Han Che Ye suddenly opens his eyes. He got up and grasped Jiang's hand, and his knee stood against his back waist to control him.

Jiang languo can't move, sighing that the seventh master is drunk, how can he be so fierce.

"Seven masters, pain pain pain, I pain ah."

The man behind him approached him and said, "don't you say it makes me comfortable?"

"Did the seventh master like this posture Ginger languid innocent big eyes, "that, seven ye come."

"I like boxing. Since you are so cooperative, it seems that I can't bear your enthusiasm if you don't have a fight."

"Don't do it!" he says

At five in the morning Oh, no, it should be called after five o'clock in the morning.

Han cheye, who sleeps deeply on the bed, is beaten to pieces under the bed.

He raised his hand weakly, pointed to Han cheye and said, "you will regret it. After that, you will know what is chasing husband. The road is long and you still go to the crematorium."

As soon as the sound falls, the hand falls off, and Jiang languidly faints.

The next day, Han Che Ye woke up from a hangover and his head hurt. He rang the bell at the head of the bed and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiejiu soup."

The servant soon cooked it. Just as she was about to bring it up, Gu Qianwen came to have breakfast with Han cheye in the morning, commonly known as cultivating feelings.

She saw the servant's move and asked, "is it for cheye?"

"Yes, Miss Gu."

Gu Qianwen eyelashes slightly droop, "said how many times, want to call me seven little madam."

The servant didn't answer. Like Han cheye, he was good at handling everything quietly.

Gu Qianwen was dissatisfied, but did not express her opinion on it. She reached out and held the Gu Jie Jiu Tang. Say, "I'll do it."

The servant hesitated, bowed down, nodded slightly, and retreated.

Gu Qianwen gently knocked on the door of the room, thinking that it was her first time to enter the room of Han cheye, she was inexplicably excited.

The wild hand of the Korean car moves on another button and the door opens. Then, the sound of broken porcelain suddenly appeared in the quiet bedroom.

Han Che Ye frowns lightly and looks at the woman at the door. After this scan, he found that his house was in a really mess.

And a little blood on the quilt. Han cheye got out of bed and stepped on a soft object. He immediately moved his foot.

"Pain..." said Jiang languidly

Gu Qianwen covers her mouth and looks at this scene in disbelief. Shake your head, back. Then, turn around and hurry downstairs.

Han Che Ye rubs his sore temple, ignores Gu Qianwen and lowers himself to pick up Jiang languo.

From his damaged clothes, Han cheye found a number of new injuries. His frown did not loosen, "how to fight with others."

"It's you..." Jiang languidly said: "one-sided bullying me."

Han Che Ye is a little stunned.

In the hospital.

Jiang languor hangs salt water, fall into deep sleep again.

The man looked at his sleeping face at a loss.