Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

The picture stops here, and Zhou an finally agrees to be Chen Kang's boyfriend.

As the plot unfolds, Lin Jinan is confused. The only thing he knows is that Chen Kang doesn't like Zhou an.

How can a person who pesters him so hard that he falls in love with another person in a short period of three days.

What's more, he looks like the original owner.

The double terrier of dog blood staged, Lin Jinan's face to eat melon expression.

"Mr. Lin, Chen Kang is taking Zhou an to a hotel!" The system is still watching. It even hears conversations that are not suitable for children.

Despite Zhou an's clever and honest appearance, in fact, he has had three boyfriends, and each one of them is his break-up.

When he is good with his boyfriend, he tries to hook up with other boys on the same-sex dating website, which can be regarded as stepping on multiple boats.

Finally, when I got tired of it, I began to change my boyfriend.

Chen Kang and he together, slag attack slag by the combination of unexpected sense.

"It's OK, Chen kangzha, but Zhou an is not a vegetarian. He has to be entangled." Lin Jinan is in a good mood. Chen Kang, who is entangled, has no time to harass him.

However, he and song Huaiju's love should be carefully hidden, don't let Chen Kang catch the handle and threaten him again.

"Well, it's time. I'm going to pick up my man from class." Lin Jinan put on a small white skirt, and made up her delicate look. She was humming happily all the way.

Song Huaiju stayed in the classroom after the last class in the afternoon.

The students wanted to start their rich night life earlier, so they didn't pester him any more. Instead, they left for the first time.

Song Huaiju was on the platform, sorting out his books and materials.

The door of the classroom was slammed shut and locked.

Song Huaiju frowned and looked at the past. He thought it was a girl student who had come to stop people, but he never thought it was his little lover who came to pick him up from work.

Lin Jinan leaned against the door, his eyebrows bent, "teacher, are you surprised?"

Song Huaiju pulls people to the corner behind the classroom and connects them to the table.

The back door is locked, and there is no small transparent window on the door. Passers-by will not see inside. Similarly, the inside can not see the outside.

The security guard will lock the door at seven o'clock in the evening, which is two and a half hours away.

Lin Jinan's legs are too long to sway.

He lay down on the table with a sharp pain on his back.

Song Huaiju took his waist and sat him on his body. "Don't cry. When you cry, the teacher wants to bully you more."

Lin Jinan sucked his nose and whispered, "I'm not delicate, it's just pain..."

"Yes." Song Huaiju coaxed the youth, and then patted his thin back, "I'm a little lighter."