Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

On how the chaebol tried to win over his parents to marry him, Jiang Lang opened his eyes now.

As soon as they got out of the car and saw Jiang's parents, Han cheye took Jiang's hand and sincerely said to his family: "please give him to me, and I will protect him from any harm."

The two old men were happy to see their son come back with a friend. Hearing this, the smile suddenly froze.

"Well, let's go home first, and then we'll go home first." Jiang Lang can't help but say, round the field.

Han cheye is too direct and the road is too wild. Jiang Lang has some sweat.

Han cheye listens to Jiang's words very much. Be quiet. In Jiang Lang's holding two parents to walk inside, Han cheye consciously walks outside the road, protecting Jiang.

After a while, the four were home.

"Son, he won't be out of his mind." Jiang's mother looks at Han cheye in the living room. She still doesn't want to believe it.

Jiang Lang simply came to a big one. He took his mother's hand and said, "Mom, I haven't paid him back the medical expenses. It happens that I like him again. I really can't refuse him because I like and owe him. "

If it's just that money can't be paid back, Jiang's mother has to pay back all the money she borrowed. But there are words in my son's mouth that he likes that man.

Jiang's mother was embarrassed: "son, he is a man. Can you stay together for a lifetime? "

"I'll see if you can."

No matter what purpose the guest came for, as long as he came, the farmer was warm and hospitable and naturally welcomed. Only half an hour after returning home, he began to prepare food.

Jiang's mother was worried, and his father's face was indifferent, as if he had accepted, or had already known something.

It may also be seeing through the world.

"Ouch Jiang Lang suddenly called out.

Han Che Ye immediately got up and strode to the kitchen. There was a nervous look on the man's face, "what's the matter?"

Jiang Lang is very difficult, just cut his index finger so little.

The man saw, eyes full of worry, but still calm and orderly for ginger lazy began to deal with the wound.

"Does it hurt?" Han Che Ye's tone of heartache.

Jiang langong shook his head. "It doesn't hurt to see you."

"Nonsense, subjective feelings can also replace objective feelings."

Ginger languid near sajiao, "can, you kiss me, I may not hurt."

"Parents are still there. Don't make a fuss." Han Che Yeer root is red.

"Kiss, kiss!" Jiang Lang continues to urge.

Han Che Ye leaves a kiss in front of Jiang's forehead in a hurry, and then pushes Jiang languo out of the kitchen.

"I have to help my mother cut vegetables."

The man rolled his sleeves. "I'll do it."

Seeing the man's clumsy posture, Jiang Lang reminds Jiang's mother: "Mom, he's a big boss. He hasn't done rough work since childhood. Ten fingers do not touch the spring water. Now you see, for me. "

The appearance of her son makes Jiang's mother feel helpless.

After a while, Han cheye whispered, "Hmm!" With a cry, he quickly bit his mouth.

Jiang's mother was embarrassed to stay in the kitchen with him. Hearing this, she looked back at him. Her slender fingers were bleeding, which was much deeper than her son.

"Ginger..."

"No," Han cheye stopped

"Don't let him come." Han Che Ye methodically flushed his bleeding index finger into the water. He was also sorry to say, "sorry, auntie, your knife is dirty."

"What do you say, silly boy?" Jiang's mother quickly found several bandages for him.