Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Be careful of scalding." After a while, Jiang Yong, who brought the porridge, scooped it for him.

"Young master, I will do it myself."

Mo Zhu reaches out, but Jiang Lang takes back the bowl. Relying on the height advantage and the current advantage of who is healthier, he controls the bamboo.

The young master said, "why is mo Zhu disobedient?"

Mo Zhu had to bow his head and eat it. Noticing that the young master's face was full of dregs, Mo Zhu was distressed and asked, "didn't you have a rest last night? How can the body survive. "

"Yes, I didn't, didn't I just fall asleep when you were awake?" Jiang's eyes are bent.

Chin, by Mo Zhu's hand stroked, he gently touched, feel the short residue in his hand feeling.

Jiang Lang took Mo Zhu's hand, pinched it, and said, "I was busy last night. I fed you some medicine and then I had a rest. You can't care too much about it

"Young master, why are you so nice to me? I..." "Mo Zhu drooped an eye," I am just a servant. "

"He is a confidant and a happy man. Don't you have the best memory in your family, how can you always forget my expression of your heart? " Ginger languidly approaches, rubbed against Mo bamboo's nose.

Mo Zhu Mou son is more sad: Yes, it should be the best memory, how to forget the most important thing.

"Have some more soup. It's delicious after being boiled all night. The ink bamboo must like it." Jiang languor put down the empty bowl of bamboo. Then pick up another bowl on the case and pass it to Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu licked his lips and squinted contentedly

"Young master, did you cook it?"

Jiang Lang really wanted to ask for credit. He said: of course, he cooked it by himself. He stayed all night, but it was hard work. Do you have any reward for the young master.

But!

As far as his cooking skill is concerned, I don't think it's necessary to install it, but how long has it been revealed. He didn't want to see him with disappointed eyes.

Jiang languor then said: "if I boil it, you should eat it and sleep for a lifetime."

Mo Zhu slightly Leng, and then Chuchi a smile: "is there such exaggeration. I'm intuitive. Whatever you do, young master, you're good at everything. "

Ah, ah, ah! Being adored by his daughter-in-law, Jiang's little heart is so happy.

Looking at the ink bamboo drink, wipe his mouth for him, ginger languo fingers gently tilted his teeth, make bad way: "how sweet mouth, so can speak, can let the young master can not control his own."

"He has always been able to speak, so you need to understand it in the future." Mo Zhu said, gently with.

If the young master finds out the origin of the matter, he will no longer have the reason and qualification to act coquettish to the young master. Taking advantage of this hard won time. Make up for yourself to the young master.

Jiang Lang is surprised by the attractive appearance of Mo Zhu. He held back his hand and said, "you, at this time, be a little more restrained, or the young master may do something harmful to nature."

Ink bamboo suddenly toward the ginger languid embrace and come, send lip and go up way: "young master heartily to I harm the nature of it."

The bowl on Jiang's hand just dropped.

He pinched the ink bamboo's face, used a little strength, but was a little shy: "how suddenly..."

How could the man suddenly be so provocative to him. Jiang Yong almost fell.

"Because I got the young master, so I was reckless."