Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Cheye, where are you going?" Gu Qianwen trotted two steps behind the car.

The man did not answer. But Gu Qianwen already knows the answer.

"Shit!" She scolded a word in a low voice. She turned back to the gentle lady and went to the villa.

In the hospital, Jiang languo is struggling to drink the porridge sent by the nurse. Han cheye's skill is not covered at all, and he is nearly disabled again.

The door was gently pushed open.

Jiang languo raised his eyes to see the man that moment, flat mouth: "seven ye, pain ~"

"don't be coquettish, disgusting." The man came in with a serious face.

Jiang Lang moved his mouth, but did not dare to say anything. He was suddenly touched by Han Che Ye behind him. The porridge on Jiang languo's hand was not stable and fell.

"Seven ye, what are you doing?"

"Does it hurt?" Han cheye is rare, and his face is full of worries and worries.

What? Jiang languo is in a fog. Seeing the man's deep face and a little apologetic, he quickly sorts out his thoughts.

Isn't it?

Is it hard for Han Che ye to think that he gave himself to something?

Jiang Lang hesitated: "you..."

"For the first time, it's a little rough, and then it's all right." Han Che Ye lowers his body and kisses Jiang languo's forehead.

The first intimacy

It was because of the fight last night that he couldn't fight with a man. The man beat him to death, but the man thought he had given himself to him!?

Jiang languo's heart is crazy: Laozi is very weak, no momentum, that's right. But Laozi is really a systematic attack. You, you, you! How can you think I've been hurt by you?

The system suddenly says, "actually, it's a good idea to attack each other."

Not bad, your sister!

Jiang languo can't accept it, but he doesn't feel disgusted and disgusted when he is oppressed by men. He's just not used to it for a while. If he's going to be pressed

Looking at the man's serious and handsome face, Jiang languo's heart: forget it, it seems to be quite OK.

"It didn't happen at all. I don't know why the hostess thinks so much."

Jiang Lang has an idea, as if it is.

"I heard that it needs to be rubbed." Han cheye's hand fumbles behind Jiang languo again.

Jiang languo grabbed his hand and smilingly said, "I wiped it myself."

This is a false recognition. Jiang Lang is ashamed of his strategy, and the man should cooperate with the fantasy of the male master.

Han Che Ye sat down and made a phone call. Soon, someone opened the door and brought a table of light dishes, placed on the small table of Jiang languo's hospital bed.

"Eat it." The man said.

Jiang languor swallows saliva, did not think of such a misunderstanding, the man should be so good to himself.

He deliberately tried, "the hand is so sour, just can't hold the bowl, dropped."

Han Che Ye stepped forward and personally picked up chopsticks and asked Jiang Lang, "which one would you like to eat?"

"Here, glutinous rice dumplings." Jiang languor says with a smile.

Han Che Ye is really for Jiang languo clip, sent to his mouth, the next second back to ginger languid water.

The person who just delivered the meal couldn't imagine that such a gentle person was actually the seventh master. The whole person was stiff and did not return to his mind.

"Why, I can't take you out." The man's face was frozen, and he was not pleased to be disturbed by others.

The air was silent for two seconds, and the man went out immediately.

Wipe clean the corner of the water for Jiang Lang, Han Che ye asked: "are you satisfied with your food?"

Ginger nods.

After that, Han Che ye also personally and automatically handled the mess on the table for Jiang Lang.

Jiang languo lies out of bed or Hanche Ye helped him. It seems that this man is going to raise himself as a little girl.