Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Song zhenshu wakes up in comfortable clothes and lies on his back in bed. For the past four years, he has been relying on the alarm clock of intense bombing. Without the alarm clock, he will not get up.

"Up." A man's voice.

The body was also patted, song Ken rubbed his eyes, continued to rub the quilt and said: "I don't want to go to class..."

"I'm still thinking about class. You're at work now." Jiang languo sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little cute.

The shirt has been his rude sleeping position to get on the body, ginger lazy unscrupulously enjoy the beautiful scenery.

White slender legs without a trace of flesh, really want to let people have the impulse to touch.

In fact, Jiang did the same.

Song Keng felt itchy and opened his eyes to find that he was When his heart was hot, his ears turned red.

"On behalf of..." A soft voice.

"Your dress is on the top. I'll help you get it off." Jiang Lang said with integrity.

Song Ken looked down. Cheng, his whole face and neck were red to the skin.

"Thank you, thank you representative." Pulling his shirt, song Ken said with shame.

The man kneaded song Ken's chicken coop and said, "when you wash, you'll come out for breakfast."

Song Ken nodded his head. He walked into the bathroom and found his clothes neatly folded on top. When I smell it, it's as fresh as yesterday's shirt.

The representative also helped him wash and dry

Song Keng's heart is warm, which means he is really tender and intimate.

They eat breakfast together and go to work together.

On this day, the spirit and spirit of Song Dynasty are very sufficient. Seeing the representative coming out of the office, he also took the initiative to make coffee and tea for the representative.

At noon break time, others are seizing time to sleep, Song Zhen boarded the game.

Looking at the ghost languid black head, his heart is all kinds of regret. After browsing the chat record of yesterday, song Ken typed.

Sweet girl: with. ]

the premonition is not very good, song Ken added.

Sweet girl: big man's words are true. They won't be invalid, will they. ]

Ghost: No. ]

when song Ken thought that the boss would not be online and was ready to close the game, the boss replied, which did not excite him.

Sweet girl: big man, shall we fight the monster? ]

what song Ke most expected was to kill monsters with the great God. He had been dreaming several times before, which made him wake up happily.

roommate thought he had a dream of color, and the result was a dream of playing games, and make complaints about his games.

Ghost: I'm going to work. ]

oh It turns out that God has to work. Song Ken was lost but happy and excited. Heart with a burst of complex emotions back to the ghost languid.

I wish you a happy job. ]

he asked carefully: "can we make an appointment in the evening? ]

If song Ken himself talked to Jiang Lang like this, he didn't know how happy he would be.

Looking at the game page with sleepiness, and song Keng, who secretly lowers his head to play computer outside the window, sighs deeply.

You can't eat it. What's it called.

Ghost: Yes. ]

as soon as she replied, she said sweetly: "OK, boss, I love you. ]

think about it, song Keng is a female, so it's no problem to tell him. Girls usually have sweet mouths when they play games.

But Song Zhen a big boy said to him, still in his office site excited to stand up, vertical fist.

Jiang's heart itched. The main man told him that he would love him well.