Kiss You, Sweetheart

"It's late." Bo Xiao stopped Bo en en and said, "go back and have a rest."

Bo en Wei Mo, this is a very independent man. Other people's words can't influence his thoughts. It's meaningless to say anything.

"Good night." Bo en light smile, ready to go, just step, and stop, "by the way, little cousin, see me today, please keep secret, don't tell anyone, including my grandmother. Next time we'll see each other, we'll be strangers. "

Bo Xiao looked at her, walked two steps, stood in front of her, the moonlight and his face as cold.

He suddenly extended his arm, hugged Bo en en, attached to her ear, whispered: "I know your life, don't need me, but please, protect yourself."

Bo en was moved in his heart, some choked "um" and gently pushed away Bo Xiao.

Between them, can only be limited to such intimacy, and, is the last time.

"You are the same, please cherish the happiness around you." Bo en waved and turned to leave.

Thin night watching thin en en en, moonlight long sprinkle around, a cold.

Bo en en went upstairs and knocked on the door of the room. I don't know if Bo Jiayan went to bed. However, according to his work and rest time, at this point, he should not have slept.

But no one came to open the door for her.

Bo en tried to press the door handle. It was loose. She thought Bo Jiayan had locked the door.

Push open the door, there is a small light in the room, the light is dim. Bo en glanced at the small room, did not see Bo Jiayan's figure, was confused, suddenly smelled a smoke.

Looking far away, Bo Jiayan is smoking on the terrace. Without the light on, his figure melted into the darkness.

Bo en closed the door and walked towards Bo Jiayan.

He knew that she went back to her room, but he didn't turn around. He held a cigarette between his fingers and used to smoke less. Most of the time, he let it burn quietly.

"What are you thinking?" Bo en went up to him, leaned his back against the railing and looked at him with his head tilted.

Bo Jiayan's expression is very heavy, light smoke, curling up in front of him, like a layer of yarn. His eyes fell on one place, motionless. Bo en followed his eyes and suddenly stood up straight.

Bo Jiayan's point of view is the field where she talked with Bo Xiao just now.

"Peeping at me?"

Bo Jiayan took back his eyes and fell on Bo en's face coldly, with a kind of banter: "are you worth it?"

The tone of rhetorical question is unbearable.

Bo en'en laughed and laughed at himself: "that's what I said. How can I make your Royal Highness the Grand Prince take heart?"

In my heart, I don't think so.

Obviously is paying attention to her, deceives the ghost!

Bo Jiayan did not answer, conveniently put out the dying cigarette end in the ashtray, turned and entered the room.

"There are many guest rooms. You can choose one." Someone said seriously.

Bo en en

Today is different from the past. No one wants to take the initiative to deliver it.

Bo en en followed her into the room. In fact, she also knew that it was not appropriate to live with him in the same room at this time. After all, he still had some conflicts with her.

A man who is not emotional like him will not make waves. For a woman who takes the initiative to send her to the door, he will not be greedy, but will be disgusted.

"I'm sure I don't need to protect you. I'm your bodyguard." Bo en holds his arms and looks at him.