Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Qi Xiao passes by after Jiang languo, covers the lid, and the fire disappears instantly. Qi Xiao doesn't understand what Jiang is doing. He just turns off the fire.

Turning around, he walked to Jiang languo, and stood on tiptoe and said, "did you hurt where?"

Ginger languor slightly bow his head, at this time he can even smile out: "master, you look like you want to kiss me."

"Oh Jiang languor called, his swollen back brain was patted by Qi Xiao, but it hurt.

Ginger languid also pinched his thigh, so that the physiological saline full of eyes. He flat mouth way: "elder, I ache..."

"You deserve to be fooled." Although the mouth is merciless, but Qi Xiao's hand can be honest, pulling ginger languidly out of the kitchen.

Two people sitting on the sofa, Qi Xiao took out the medicine box. Instead, he held his cheek and looked at him as if he was appreciating beauty: "master, you don't have to spend so much time. As long as you kiss me, I'll be fine."

"My saliva is no panacea." Qixiao road.

Jiang Lang pretended to be shy: "did you still want to have French style with me?"

Qi Xiao took the medicine wine's hand to pause, he picked up the bandage instead, approached ginger languor, in the ginger languor's mouth that piece circled several times.

He said, "you'd better shut up."

Jiang Lang must be reluctant to take it down. Qi Xiao stares at him, and his hands are afraid to move.

As soon as the medicine bottle is opened, Qi Xiao pours the medicinal wine in the palm of his hand carefully, then puts it on the back of Jiang languo's head and rubs it with appropriate strength.

"Well..."

Jiang languo is surrounded, and his mouth is restless. His voice is not right gradually. Qi Xiao's face turned red when he heard it. At the end of the time, I beat Jiang languo's back of the head.

"Ah It shows how much pain it has to be. This time, Jiang langong can shed tears without pinching his thighs.

This night, Jiang is lying prone to sleep.

And kitchen, or virtuous Qi Xiao to tidy up. Qi Xiao asked him why he wanted to fry the kitchen. Jiang Langhui, he wants to cook delicious food for Qixiao.

Two people stare at the black thing in the pot, speechless.

On the first day of his stay in the man's house, Jiang languidly put all his things in the guest room. He also changed a bed and a sheet for the man. It was also carefully arranged for the family.

Of course, the main thing is to show their abdominal muscles in those photos hanging in Qixiao's master bedroom, some ordinary photos in the living room.

What's more, he found that he and Qi Xiao didn't have a group photo, only a photo taken by a reporter. Jiang Lang was definitely not satisfied, so he taught himself PS. He and Qi Xiao some of the bathtub advertising photo synthesis.

That picture, simply.

When Qi Xiao came home, he went out to see the number of the door. As a result, it was his own home. Why didn't he know him.

"Welcome home, master. It's hard work." Jiang Lang doesn't know where to run over, and he hugs Qi Xiao.

A burst of shock, the two of them hit the opposite door, the next door was not closed to open.

Qi Xiao quickly patted Jiang Lang: "get up quickly, go in, don't let people find it."

When the neighbor came over and looked at the big open door, it was a face of doubt, and then came out to have a look, no one

It's a little scary to shiver.

Qi Xiao tolerates Jiang Languor in the living room, he opens the bedroom. A look at his familiar bed let ginger languid to change, Qixiao angry: "Ginger languid!"

"Ah, here we are, master."

Qi Xiao looked at him discontentedly: "my bed."

Jiang languor hesitated: "throw, throw."