Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

His warm mouth has been blocked. Lou Sheng is shocked. The more he retreats to avoid the prince, the more he goes forward. There was no way out. The hand holding the ground was completely close to the ground.

The prince covered all his light and kissed himself warmly.

Tasting the beauty again, Lou Sheng couldn't help but close his eyes. When he wanted to take the initiative, the prince had already left slowly.

Lou Sheng touched his lips, and his lips were already slightly red and swollen by his prince's kiss.

"For, why..." Lousheng covered his mouth and slowly propped up his body. The tail of his eyes was a little red, which meant flooding. I don't know whether it was the fire or the prince.

Instead of giving people a positive answer, Jiang languo said in a very unreasonable way: "if you like, you can do it. There are so many reasons why things come."

"Your Highness is so overbearing." Lou Sheng complained.

The man's deep eyes shine directly on Lou Sheng's eyes through the fire light, which gives Lou Sheng an inexplicable sense of pressure. He unconsciously sets aside his sight.

"You just enjoyed it." Jiang languo's words come leisurely.

Lousheng was in a hurry, "nonsense! I don't have the look you said. "

"The little number one scholar's mouth is quite deceiving. If it was not for something that had not been photographed in ancient times, our hall would have taken a picture of your manner to show you how much you like my intimacy to you."

"What?" Lousheng's eyes were full of doubts, "nothing?"

Jiang languor shakes his head, "nothing, you don't understand."

Lou Sheng's curiosity was raised. He was the champion of liberal arts. How could the prince say he didn't understand anything without saying anything clearly.

I'm sulking.

Looking for a small wine pot, Jiang Yang moved to lousheng, who was depressed and depressed with his head down. He said, "in the deep of the night, there is nothing interesting except sleeping, but the number one scholar is not willing to sleep with this hall, so let's play something else."

Lousheng's breath suddenly disappeared, and his heart thumped, "don't talk nonsense."

"Good, good." Jiang Lang is very agile. Then he said, "teach you to play a game."

Lou Sheng is interested in being raised, "what game?" A closer look, he lost, "an empty wine pot?"

What kind of games can we play.

"The rules of the game are very simple. You turn the pot belly and see who the mouth of the wine pot is facing, who is the player. The player has to choose to answer questions or be asked to do something by the other side. "

Jiang languo said a series of words, and then stopped to breathe, but he was tired.

This game is specially for tonight's routine small champion. This scholar, ah, has one drawback, that is, he is very pedantic in keeping his promise, no matter whether the promise is good or bad, which is beneficial or harmful to himself.

Ginger languid provocative way: "dare to play, little champion?"

"Why not?" Lousheng responded.

It's very simple. The man went down the pit himself.

Lousheng was in a tight mood. He had never played before. He had something new and happy. He turned the wine pot. Waiting for the moment when the mouth of the jug was aimed at himself, his joy was gone.

"Really, it's a big adventure. It's just what this hall said, choosing to answer questions or being asked to do something by the other side. " Jiang Lang touched the corner of his lips and looked at him with a smile.

Lou Sheng: "sincerely."

"Does lousheng really want to marry Yan Yanran?" This is what Jiang Lang asked for the original owner.

"Yes." He did not hesitate.

Jiang languo is suddenly very sad, the original owner this love how cheap.