Kiss You, Sweetheart

Heart, suddenly stabbed pain.

She begged him to trust him, but he refused coldly in the end.

Bochayan retreated into the room and walked slowly to the big bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Bo en's sleeping side.

He stroked the soft quilt slowly, as if touching her fat skin.

Think of, embrace her to sleep at ease feeling, will sleep until dawn. He couldn't smell danger in her. But in the end, he doubted her.

If she really wants to kill him, there are so many opportunities. How could it take so much trouble?

Bo Jiayan suddenly surprised, he even unconsciously for Bo en en en to find an excuse. If she didn't have a purpose, how could she put a heat tracker in his body?

Even if she doesn't do it now, it doesn't mean she won't do it in the future.

Maybe, it's just waiting for the moment.

Bo Jiayan's heart, which had just been loosened, suddenly hardened again. He took back his hand touching the bed.

Just a woman, is it worth your effort?

You have more to do.

Bochayan stood up, picked up his cell phone and decided to leave the room to avoid thinking too much. I went downstairs and was about to leave through the living room when I heard a whine.

Bo Jia Yan Shun prestige past, see and so on is lying on the door of Bo en en en's room called. His little tail wagged and clawed at the crack of the door, as if he wanted to open the door.

It must have thought Boone was still in there.

When Bo Jiayan saw this, his heart seemed to be tied up by something, which made him feel suffocated.

He couldn't help but walk over, opened his mouth, like to call, etc., but when it came, he didn't know what to call the dog. It seems that he has never watched the dog, never teased it.

Its existence is a prop left by Bo en.

Now that people are gone, what's the value of this prop?

When he heard the sound of footsteps, he turned around and looked at Bo Jiayan. He turned around his feet and whined, as if he knew that he had driven his master away.

And so on, like a ball of meat, rubbing around bocayan's feet, making people feel pity. Bo Jiayan's heart softened for no reason. He squatted down and picked up the little one for the first time.

Wait in his hands. It's too small to mention.

Woof, woof!

And so on, round eyes, with a touch of water light, eagerly yelling at Bo Jiayan, hanging in the air hind legs, constantly pedaling.

Bocha was slightly moved and stood up. He went to the gate and called the lion.

"Your Highness." The lion came quickly, and saw Bo Jiayan twisting and so on in his eyes. He thought that he wanted him to get rid of it.

"Send it to..." Bo Jiayan said a few words, suddenly stopped, and a low light flashed in his eyes.

The lion stretched out his hand in his own way: "Your Highness, give it to me. I will clean it up."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

Glared at the lion, twisted and so on, turned into the room.

Looking at Bo Jiayan walking towards the garage, the lion ran after him quickly: "Your Highness, are you going out?"

Bo Jiayan knew that the situation was very serious and he could not get rid of these bodyguards, so he had to say, "stay away."

The lion was stunned and nodded: "yes, your highness."