Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Yuan languor Mou son is more with surprise, he a embrace to want to escape of Mo Zhu, "you come out, why don't you inform me to take you home."

This heart, dull and joyful, is very contradictory. Ginger languid nose between a little sour, he finally saw the man.

"Let me go..." Mo Zhu panicked.

More sad than Jiang Lang.

Why married, but also to show a nostalgia for him. Don't you know how much you think?

The man's response is to hold the back of his head, press on him, encroach on the breath in his mouth.

"Oh, well, young master..."

"It's not right for us to do this."

Ink bamboo has been pushing ginger languor, but can not push a cent, only feel the young master that bag of solid body. In the past three years, the young master has been well served by others

The young master collected the painting. He painted himself and secretly hid it for three years.

He hugged himself and went to the house in the garden of flowers.

Mo Zhu's face was flushed with the kiss just now. He refused, and he shook his head: "young master, young master!"

As soon as he was put on the couch by the young master, he was eager to step back, "no, master..."

Looking down, Mo Zhu's eyes were full of grievances and tears, "since the young master has become a husband, why do you still want to tease me?"

Small couch, no matter how Mo Zhu hide, also can't hide from man's oppression.

Jiang languo's hand slowly stroked Mo Zhu's hand, clasped his ten fingers, and murmured in Mo Zhu's ear: "I will only be your husband."

"I just came out. Yes, but you can't bully me. I don't have ears and eyes. It's not that I didn't hear or see the happy events organized by the Jiang family. Young master, don't you think I'm a fool. " Ink bamboo tears collapse, slide down all over the face.

"My second aunt remarried, and I must let her enjoy the scenery. That person is also an excellent talent. He comes to the door and sits in the position of the second leader. The development of the Jiang family will be better. "

The clothes have been almost solved by the young master, and the ink bamboo is a bit silly when he hears the sound. Until he felt the first familiar pain and numbness in three years, which caused him to come back to his senses.

"Don't go in!" Mo Zhu refused.

Ginger languid face patience, "little bamboo good ah, don't make a fool of, at this time is not into the reason. I miss you as much as it does. "

"You are not married to the daughter of the white family, and you are still so immoral with me." Mo Zhu resists.

Jiang langleng is at this time, was amused by Mo Zhu, he sighed and looked at the little fool, "Bai tingxue married early, but the object is not me."

At that time, Bai tingxue's wedding, she also said to Jiang languo, who came to attend her wedding ceremony: "it can only be said that sometimes the next love comes very fast."

"Ha?" Mo Zhu is a bit of a daze.

"If you have any questions, ask them clearly. Don't be bored, or you won't feel comfortable."

Jiang languo pulled aside the bedding and covered the body of the man who had been hanged to death first, so as not to cause any harm to the man's trunk. What's more, he was afraid that the skinny man would catch cold.

Mo Zhu in the eye with secretly happy, just bite painful lip, let oneself not too eager to show. Mou son slightly turns, "today, why did not come to visit prison?"

Looking at the young master's appearance, he never knew that he had come out ahead of time.

"There are so many things to do. I've already told the people at the police station. I'll go later." Jiang languor came forward, stroked the man's tearful face and said, "if I knew you cared so much, I would never delay the time."

"I didn't..." Mo Zhu's words are gentle, but he can't say the word "care".

He really cares.