Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"Don't worry, I don't have to do bad things with photos." Zhang Si Jin, who receives Jiang languo's line of sight, raises his four fingers.

Ginger languor rubs his head and kisses his red mouth with injuries, "really good."

"That is. After all, it's you who send bad news about your little brother. As a family member, we still have to maintain it. " Zhang Sijin asked for praise again.

It's a pity that Jiang Lang ignored his business.

"Tell me if I've done a good deed..." Zhang Sijin's eyes have been moving with Jiang languid.

Jiang languor nods, "mmm."

"Do you want to reward me?"

Jiang Lang sent the photo to Lin Mufeng, put down the mobile phone, and then avoided Zhang Si Jin's injured foot and pressed him, "what reward, eh?"

Zhang Sijin stretched out his hand at him, rubbing his thumb and index finger, "money."

"I knew you love money more." Jiang languo has a helpless face and a spoiled look.

"I always feel that if I have made such a great contribution, I don't want to lose some cash. You can give me a few dollars to pacify me and earn obsessive-compulsive disorder by pacifying me with this damned money."

Zhang Sijin really has this quirk, he can't suffer losses, everything in accordance with such a life creed: I can not, but you can't give. And I can give it to you, but you can't force me to ask.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Lang gave him the whole purse and did what he wanted. Zhang Sijin licked the wound at the corner of his mouth and opened his wallet excitedly. The thick stack of cash inside made him jealous.

Drawing out a red note, Zhang Si said happily: "this one is mine."

Jiang Lang took the one in his hand, folded it and put it in his pocket. Zhang Si Jin wronged Baba yuan languid shoulder, confused, "well, so picky sour, a piece of red are not given to me."

"This one is mine, and the rest is yours, my housekeeper. Is that ok?" His face rubbed against Zhang Si's head.

Later, Zhang Si Jin sent out a wild smile.

When receiving the photo from Jiang Lang, Lin Mufeng is confronting Lin MuQing.

Lin Mufeng doesn't want him to move back. If he wants him to move back to see the love between Lin MuQing and Ruiyan, he might as well explode in situ.

In short, he can't afford to love.

"What a child's temper." Lin MuQing comes forward and reaches out with one foot, preventing Lin Mufeng from thinking of closing the door.

Lin Mufeng indifferent, "I won't get angry, you know."

Lin MuQing drooped her eyes. "Yes, brother knows you've always been so sober."

That's why I'm sad.

"If you want to marry someone It's better to separate from Ruiyan. She's not suitable for you Lin Mufeng thought again and again.

Lin MuQing has broken up with Ruiyan, but he didn't tell his brother that he wanted to hear his opinion, "why is she not suitable?"

Just at this time, Lin Mufeng received the photo, Lin MuQing still asked. He lost his temper in front of Lin MuQing for the first time. "What a fool. Does she like you when she is with you? Is it mentally retarded to fall in love with you? Why can't you see it? "

Lin MuQing surprised, his brother this is a temper tantrum?

At last, he looks like a little brother.

"Mufeng..."

Lin Mufeng didn't listen at all. He kicked his foot open and closed the door.

Then he worried about Lin MuQing. He always stayed behind the door and looked at the man outside through the cat's eye.

Lin MuQing stayed for almost three hours. He called Lin Mufeng and sent a short message. His brother didn't answer.

Then, as if disappointed, turned and walked.