Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Mo Zhu's face was red, and he stepped back to avoid the feet under the young master's table. After the preparation for the young master is complete, the young master does not move the chopsticks, so he stares at him.

"Young master, I'm so hungry that I don't feel well." Mo Zhu advised.

Jiang languo still ignored him. Mo Zhu lowered his eyes, walked forward, bent over and whispered in the young master's ear.

Suddenly, ginger languor Mou son shrinks, coagulate Mo Zhu straight body, that dye from cheek to neck red.

Jiang Lang: "is this really true?"

"Nature."

Ginger languid immediately moved chopsticks, eat faster than usual, can not help but also choked, "cough."

"Don't worry, young master." Mo Zhu gave the young master a cup of warm water.

Can Jiang languo not be anxious? Mo Zhu gave him sweet for the first time. With the ink bamboo's hand, Jiang languidly drank the water.

After eating, he put down his chopsticks and rinsed his mouth. He picked up the black bamboo, which was waiting for him, and went down on the couch.

Jiang languo suppressed his voice: "don't bite..."

"Young master, it's too big, sobbing..."

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afterwards, he realized that the young master had gone to sleep. The one who should have been sleeping got up on the couch, and looked at the young master's peaceful sleeping face seriously. After leaving a kiss on the young master's cheek, he went down to the bed lightly.

In the house, he wrote his farewell letter in only words. In that letter, he told Jiang Lang everything. After writing, when I got up with the writing paper, I knocked off the scroll. Mo Zhu was shocked and looked at the couch. Fortunately, there was no movement.

The painting unfolded slowly with the thrust. When Mo Zhu was about to put it away, he was stunned.

The man in this painting is actually himself

"Young master..." Mo Zhu choked.

After collecting the painting, he took it with him selfishly. Tightly put the painting in his arms, Mo Zhu closed the door. This life has thought, afraid is not too lonely.

Goodbye, young master.

Maybe, I won't see you again.

"Black bamboo..."

"Black bamboo..." Jiang languidly wakes up, turns to embrace the side of Air?

Suddenly sober up, Jiang languor fluttered two times beside him, vacuum. Thinking quickly, this little guy was tossed by him very badly, cry Rao voice can hook people, can still stay?

Looking around the house, there was no figure of black bamboo. Is it not cooking medicine in the kitchen again?

How can this person always think about himself.

Jiang languo shakes his head, thinking of ink bamboo in his head, smiling and dressed neatly. When I wanted to go out to look for Mo Zhu, I saw a letter on the table. Doubt two times to go forward, Jiang languo forward to open the envelope.

[young master, when you see this letter, I am no longer in Jiang's house. I've lived in the shadow all my life. It's your presence that gives me warmth. However, if it is not clean for a while, it will be dirty all my life. It is because of me that you are so weak. In my missing memory, it was the great leader and you who saved me back, but I recognized the wrong benefactor. I can't bear the guilt to enjoy your deep love. I went to atone. Don't read. ]

at a glance, Jiang Lang held the envelope and was completely flustered. Where the fool goes to atone for his sins, he should make atonement by his own side.

There is only one thought in my mind, which is the police station. Jiang languo is walking in a hurry, but he is stopped by the people who are wandering in front of the Jiang family's house.

"I've thought about it. It doesn't matter if you don't propose to me. Then I can chase you." Bai tingxue opens her hands.

Ginger languor wrung eyebrow, words too hasty and show impoliteness: "get out of the way."