Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Simply, after the rear military training adapted, Wen Baikai did not faint, whether he was vegetarian or meat.

After half a month's military training life, every night Jiang Lang gave him a hot water bottle to keep warm.

The military training was hard, happy and ugly.

After the military training, they all went back to raise white. Wenbai opened a small noodle shop owned by his relatives. Busy every day, he forgot that he was a student.

One day, full of dishes ready to go into the kitchen to wash dishes, ran into a book, clean standing in front of the noodle shop, staring at his ginger.

Wen Baikai is a little embarrassed. Say hello. He will be more embarrassed if he is despised by others. If you don't say hello, the friendship we've met by chance for more than ten years can only be a chance encounter.

Before he wants to be quick, Jiang languo comes in. Is there a sign for him

Wenbai opened lenglengleng looking at him, Jiang languo also wanted to carry the plate for him. The clean white shirt will get dirty when it touches the plate. Wenbai opened with a loud voice: "don't move."

His aunt, a rag thrown over, "what are you shouting at the guests?"

Wenbaikai has only one idea at present, that is, the dishcloth really stinks.

The dishcloth was taken down from his head by the teenager, and the other slender hand was holding a clean and fragrant handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his face.

Wenbai took a step back and hurried toward the kitchen with the plate.

See, his world has never been the same as Jiang's.

What Jiang languo has on his body is a handkerchief of high-quality cloth, but that handkerchief does not know how many days' expenses of his family. And around him are some people who have a bad smell of sweat. A rag can smother him.

Finally, when the noodle shop closed, Wenbai took a bath and changed into clean clothes. Because he is sure that Jiang is still outside.

The boy on the bicycle patted the back seat of him and motioned, "come up, I'll take you home."

Wenbai opened his mouth and tried to control his smile. He said with disgust: "it takes so much effort. I'm still waiting for me. What bad intentions are you?"

In the back seat of a teenager.

"Bad intentions are obvious." Jiang languo's voice is faint.

With the wind floating into the warm white open ears, let him depressed mood, tired body are relaxed a lot.

"School is about to start. How long are you going to stay with your aunt?" Jiang Langyu looks at him.

Wenbaikai is distracted. The wind from the bicycle blows up Jiang languo's white shirt. The smooth waist shows up. It looks strong and feels good. Wen Baikai licked his lips shamelessly.

"How are you? Are you in good shape?" The bike stopped suddenly and Jiang asked him.

Driven by inertia, wenbaikai instinctively hugs the person in front of the body, and the feeling is really good.

"It's OK. It's average compared to me." Deeply smelling the breath of the youth body, warm white open face red release hands.

Jiang languo chuckles.

He was sent home by Jiang languo. His mother was very worried and stood at the gate of the community waiting for him.

"Little lazy."

"Hello, auntie."

Wenbai just drove from the back seat of Jiang languo's car and was pulled into the community by his mother.

"Don't be so close to people all the time. I don't deserve it." That's how his mother is. She's very sober.

Wenbai happy cool, "I know."

He stopped Jiang languidly approaching, but it didn't work.