Kiss You, Sweetheart

Not to mention the Royal block, XF alone is a thorny issue.

Although Bo Jiayan fell in love with her again, he didn't hate XF too much. If he mentioned the past, how would he feel?

Will you, like bochayan, resentfully want to destroy the whole XF.

If we really want to destroy it, Qi shaoxun's identity will be exposed. What will happen to him then?

Every problem is annoying.

Bo en's look, unconsciously lower.

Bo Jiayan suddenly stopped, slightly side to Bo en, reached up her chin, and said: "I see there are still vegetables in the refrigerator. In the evening, we can cook together."

The setting sun reddened Bo Jiayan's handsome face, especially gentle. Such a beautiful Fenwei, if you mention XF, will it be too beautiful.

Bo en gently raised his lips and gave a soft "um".

Small wooden house, showing warm light.

They were busy in the kitchen for a while. They cooked a big table and gave some to four bodyguards to eat in the living room.

The four bodyguards were moved to tears. It was the food that the future king and queen cooked for them. If they were not hungry, they would not dare to eat it.

I'm afraid this is the only time for such a great honor.

Thanks to a fight with Bo en's colleagues, otherwise, they would not get such treatment.

Bo en en and Bo Jiayan eat sweetly in the dining room.

Two people always give each other food, from time to time lift eyes, smile at each other, that kind of warm feeling, sweet full. Fortunately, the four light bulbs are not here, otherwise, the dinner will be too much to eat.

After dinner, two people ready to wash dishes, four bodyguards tremble, dare not enjoy this kind of preferential treatment too much. Finally, we agreed to do the dishes.

Just four men who are used to knives and guns, thick hands and thick feet, what kind of dishes can they wash? Bo en'en and Bo Jiayan are watching TV in the living room. From time to time, they hear the sound of broken bowls coming from the kitchen.

Bo en en and Bo Jiayan looked at each other in silence. We can imagine that the kitchen must be a mess at this time.

Unable to listen any more, bojiayan took Bo en'en's hand and went upstairs.

The night was short and bitter. As soon as he entered the door, Bo en was knocked by Bo Jiayan's wall and asked for a deep kiss. The big bed in the middle of the room, with messy sheets, presents a kind of heart beating ambiguity.

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After a warm night's embracing, Bo Jiayan slept with ease. At this time wake up, looking at the nest in his arms Bo en en, small curled up, like a sleepy kitten, the heart is particularly satisfied.

He reached out and circled her. Bo en closed his eyes and moved lazily. In fact, she also woke up, just want to covet the feeling in his arms, so pretend to sleep.

Bo Jiayan thought that it would disturb her sleep and did not dare to move again. Although he wanted to be intimate with her again, he really wanted her too many times in the past two days. He was afraid that her body could not bear it, so he severely suppressed her inner desire.

He drew his hand gently, ready to get out of bed, but Bo en suddenly hugged his waist, voice a little low: "to go?"

These words, let Bo Jiayan's heart, some slight pain. He really wants to go back to wanjingtai to work, but listening to the three low words of Bo en en, he can't bear it.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the disordered hair on Bo en's face,