Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and the man in black was forced to see the scene, and his eyes hurt badly. If you can't get out, you're disgusted with his ears. Even if you can't get out, how can you still feel sick and disgusted with his eyes.

Jiang Yan felt something was wrong when she lay down under the pressure of the woman. She kicked the woman and let her go out.

When the man in black looked at a pair of white and slender feet, he knew that Jiangyan might have discovered it. He put his fake account books and records on his body and put the real fake books in the curtain.

After thinking about it, the man in black put a relatively thin fake account book on his body, so that he would not be doubted.

Just as Jiangyan was getting closer to the curtain, Jiang languo's voice came unexpectedly from outside.

"Second uncle, I'm looking for you about Wende. I wonder if you are free now."

Jiang Yan took the defensive dagger and stabbed straight at the curtain.

Empty?

It looks like he's all over the place.

After finishing the whole dress, Jiang Yan went to the door, opened it, and said with laughter, "it's ah Yong. Come and talk to us in the front yard."

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door for a long time before he came out of the curtain. Then I put my fake account book in the safe in the dark room of my bed. Holding the curtain, the real fake account book jumped out of the window.

When Jiang languo returned to the room, Mo Zhu's face was pale and explained: "young master, I'm just upset with my stomach. How can I lose sight of you after the trouble?"

"Did you eat something wrong?" The man came over and stroked his abdomen.

The clothes were just replaced by Mo Zhu. His original black clothes had been cut and his abdomen was covered with a layer to avoid the scratch of the second leader's dagger.

It's really painful to be touched by the young master. Just set off the false impression that he really has a bellyache.

"It's hard. I'll make trouble again..." Mo Zhu said, pale face.

Jiang Lang picked up people and personally sent them to the place, "OK, call me."

"Young master, go back to bed first." Mo Zhu pushed away. The young master is waiting here. How can he apply the medicine.

Look at the appearance of Mo Zhu's persistence, you should have your own things to do. Jiang languor thought, nodded: "then I will wait for you in the room."

"Well."

Back in the room, Jiang languo sits on the couch and looks at the little red meaning. Touch, smell, blood.

Just now, it was very dark. The second leader should not have noticed that the dagger beside his waist was stained with a little blood.

What did Mo Zhu do?

As soon as the little guy wakes up, he will wake up. Otherwise, he can't save the little guy in time.

Jiang languo's mouth light hook: male Lord, is it a mutiny?

When Mo Zhu came back to the room again, the young master was already lying down. He thought that the young master was asleep, so he also lay down beside him gently.

Looking at the young master's sleeping face, Mo Zhu whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Well..." Jiang languo's sudden murmur.

Mo Zhu startled, stiff body for a long time, only to find that Jiang languo is just a dream talk. With a heavy breath, Mo Zhu shrinks himself into Jiang languo's arms.

Please allow him to feel the love of the young master for a few more days. When the truth comes to the surface and all those who should be punished are punished, he and the young master will gradually drift away and never meet again.

"Black bamboo..."

"Young master loves you..."

Ink bamboo slightly a Leng, the eye place then because young master's words accumulated a layer of moisture.

He encircles young master's waist to return a way, "Mo Zhu is also."

"Ink bamboo I'm more sorry, young master. "