Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Well There's only one year left.

Jerking is the only way. Even if you can't save yourself in the end, let Mo Zhu remember him.

Or, Mo Zhu will fall in love with him, but he still dies. Let Mo Zhu fall into the pain of missing for the rest of his life.

Although Jiang is reluctant to let the man feel pain, this is what he must experience. To be a bad man, one must be punished. Jiang Lang is a man of principle. It can also be regarded as revenge for the 14 years' unbearable situation of the original owner.

"Young master." Mo Zhu sat next to Jiang, close to him. Although I don't know why the young master is suddenly distressed, he feels that he needs him.

The next second, Jiang Lang stretched out his hand and hugged the waist of others. Chin keeps rubbing Mo Zhu's shoulder socket, dark poke provocation, "Mo Zhu, I feel uncomfortable."

Ink bamboo tangled uneasy little hand, do not know how to put, although he tried to hold the young master back, but!

He is a servant.

With his hands tightly clasped on the stool, Mo Zhu was stiff. "What's the matter with young master? If you don't mind if Mo Zhu knows it, you can say it to Mo Zhu, and Mo Zhu will find a way to solve it for you."

"Black bamboo..."

"Well?"

"Just now, Wende wants to take advantage of you, but I can't protect you..." When Jiang languo said that, his heart was also uncomfortable.

What's more, why this body bone is like this is all made by the person in his arms now.

Mo Zhu's body was more stiff, and his hand lifted gently. He patted the young master's back and comforted him, "I can protect the young master."

"But

"I'm dying."

Young master's words let Mo Zhu Zheng, then a sour nose. Both hands put his arms around the young master's shoulder, "what do you say, young master, we can cure it."

In such a sad moment, Jiang languo came to a special regret words: "dying can not be a man's death, is a very sad thing."

Kiss Mo Zhu's neck, touch the laryngeal knot, and then touch the lip corner of Mo Zhu. Jiang Lang stares at him, exhales heat in his ear, "Mo Zhu..."

Mo Zhu Er Gen Zi Dun Hong, he lowered his head and did not know how to reply. There was a slight tremor in the whole person.

The man is really cute and cute, too shy. Although Jiang languo was hurt by him, he still couldn't stop liking him.

"Just now, Mozhu is being taken advantage of by Wende's stinky boy. I don't want to see it." Jiang languor lost sigh, "want to come, ink bamboo should be a happy woman is, I this is in the difficult ah."

Mo Zhu raised his eyes and covered the young master's mouth. His voice was very low, and Jiang Lang almost couldn't hear clearly.

"Young master, give me some time to prepare. I haven't thought it out yet, and I won't..."

Jiang languowu: "how do you learn this? Don't you go outside to find someone else?"

Frown, ginger languid some angry: "Mo Zhu, you dare to let others touch you."

Young master, this possessive words, let the heart of Mo Zhu crazy beating. He closed his hand and got up to leave a kiss on Jiang's forehead.

"I won't look for others. I only give it to young master." Mo Zhu said it with the same words as the promise.

Jiang was satisfied.

"Have porridge. It's getting cold." Mo Zhu takes out the hotter one for the young master.

"Can I have it with me?"

Mo Zhu's eyebrows and eyes were soft: "don't make a fool of yourself. Eat quickly, but don't go hungry like last night. "

Failed to achieve their own idea of taking advantage of the idea, ginger languid is not angry, the corner of the mouth with a smile should be him, "good."