Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

It was cloudy outside the company. It hadn't rained yet. When song Keng put his feet out, a thunderbolt fell on his head, which caught him off guard.

He quickly retreated and bumped into the man's arms as his briefcase turned around.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

When you look up, it's even more embarrassing to see the representative. Today's luck is probably on the bar with representatives.

"No umbrella?" The deep words slowly escaped from the man's mouth.

Song Zhen shook his head, "I didn't think it would rain heavily today."

Suddenly an arm came from his waist. Song Ken bowed his head and found it was the representative's hand. He instinctively stroked the representative's hand and blushed: "representative..."

The man's other hand had opened the umbrella, and the hand around Song Ken was still tight. He said, "I'll take you home."

"No, thank you, representative." Song Ken wants to break away from the close relationship between the two.

But the man unquestionably put him under the umbrella, and the distance between them was closer.

Jiang Lang takes song Ken to his car. During this period, his hands must be dishonest.

The man in charge of this small house man likes to wear easy to take off Plaid Shirt most, the hand should be slightly lower, can be lifted into the clothes inside.

At the moment when his waist was pasted by the big hand of a man without shelter, Song Chen's whole body was very tight.

He looked up at the representative, but he still walked as usual. Even because his line of sight may be too direct, and the micro side face lowered his head, concerned about him: "was it drenched?"

Song Ken's heart beat so fast that he shook his head.

But the man's hand is more tight, as if afraid that he is really wet in the same.

It's a long and slow way to get to the car, especially the hand in his waist that can make song Ken tremble from time to time.

Finally, when he got to the car, he did not wait for the man to open the door for him, so he opened it himself and sat in the back seat of the car.

Even at this time, he felt the man's hand leave his waist, but also caressed his

It even seemed to pinch it.

Song Ken was flushed and sitting in a critical position.

When he looked at the representative from the rearview mirror, he still had a slightly upward expression as usual. As if, nothing has changed.

Is it just my own illusion?

The exquisite jaw line is like the one made by Tian ax, which makes the man's handsome driving seriously.

Song Ken slightly lowered his head: it seems that he is about the same age as himself

It means that he had this position at a young age. This car is something that song Keng never dared to think of in his whole life.

This distracted, the car stopped, and Song Zhen came back to his senses. He patted his thigh and said, "representative, I forgot to say where my home is."

I turned my head and looked out of the window. Now the rain was light, and the light of dusk was shining slowly. Look at this posture. It is estimated that there will be a rainbow soon.

Song Keng's view is the most upscale district in the city.

"So I sent you to my house." Jiang Lang takes an umbrella and gets out of the car.

When he opened the door of the back seat, he said to song Ken, "am I very smart?"

Song Keng is a little confused, but the man just pesters him in front of him. Song can see him bending down slightly, and the rain falling from the umbrella is dripping on his clothes.

He didn't mean to let the representative wait for him all the time and get off the bus. Get out of the car, and become in the man's arms posture.

Song Ken was embarrassed, uncomfortable and uncomfortable. But the thin skinned man was embarrassed to say that he was embarrassed to say no, so he could only stick to the representative's arms and go upstairs with the representative.