Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

This is how inexplicable guilt arises.

Jiang languor rubbed that person's finger tip, uneven, really let people feel how the original owner fiercely delimited this person's hand and face.

"Can be removed, Wang rest assured." The priest nodded and took back his hand.

It's just, he doesn't want to.

This is the evidence.

What's the evidence Zang Zhi valve laughed: those for Wang, the embarrassing past is not to mention.

"Well." Jiang languor nods, "that's good."

Zang Zhi valve continued to gently rub the forehead for Jiang, and Jiang was a little sleepy. Slowly, he fell forward and ran into Zang Zhi valve's arms.

"Wang."

"King?"

Wang didn't respond. Did he fall asleep? Zang Zhi's hand supported Jiang's body, and then slightly lowered his own body. Wang's quiet and unprepared appearance really fell asleep.

Light will Wang on the Dragon couch, Zang Zhi valve deep look at him, just turned away.

Thirty days after that day, Wang often had nightmares. It was his fault. At that time, he should do his best to prevent Wang from committing further crimes.

After all, it was wrong.

Yellow paper fans, yellow clothes Again, in a dream.

Jiang is conscious and knows that this is a dream. In a fog shrouded mountain, he watched the man in a special yellow dress, holding a yellow oil paper umbrella fluttering with the wind, walking slowly towards the deeper.

He turned his head. He was a elegant and handsome man. His face made Jiang's heart beat faster.

It's a man. It's a man.

"Wait, wait!" Jiang Lang woke up with sweat again.

As soon as he wore it, he fell into such a strange nightmare, which should have something to do with the man.

As long as we find the man, we can cure the disease with medicine.

"The priest." I don't know why. Jiang Lang knows that this man is waiting for him outside the door.

If so, the man came in. He was black, only the mask was shining, which made him feel that he still had signs of life. Jiang Lang looked at him, and his heart was gloomy.

"For those who have come to the yellow paper fans and long yellow clothes." Jiang languid words fall.

Zang Zhi valve's body suddenly froze, "I don't know why the king wants to look for this person."

"The pain of the solitary head is unbearable. I vaguely feel that this man is a good medicine." Jiang languidly waved his hand, "go."

"Here it is." The priest rose up.

When he was about to go out, Jiang languo called out again: "next time, change your bright clothes. You are so dark that you can see the pain in your lonely eyes."

Zang Zhi valve droops his eyes, but this body is what you ordered me to do, Wang.

"Here it is."

After searching for a long time, I actually found a beautiful person with a yellow paper fan in his hand and a long yellow dress.

Gu Yu is very hoodwinked. He is invited to the palace by the people in the palace and is treated with kindness from the dragon.

Today, the priest's clothes are a little more gorgeous, it is indigo blue.

Jiang Lang saw it and nodded. He thought that this was the right dress for the priest.

When Jiang Lang saw the man in yellow clothes, he was sure that the depression in his heart was disappearing because he found the man.

"What's your name?" Jiang languo looks at the people kneeling below.

"Hui, Hui Wang, the name of grass people is Gu Yu."

Jiang languo nodded with satisfaction, "it's a good omen that there's rain and valley."

The system said, that feeling, he had some. He was sure that this man was the man.

He turned to the priest and asked, "look at him. Is he a queen?"