Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Now that you know it, you should be punished." Bo en yawned, "I'm sleepy. I don't even have the strength to go to the door and open the window. Little uncle, there are so many rooms, you can sleep in any one. "

"Yes Bo Jiayan was in a hurry, but he didn't catch it.

If he's wearing clothes, looking through the window or something, that's nothing.

But he didn't wear it. How could he leave the house to climb the wall and turn over the window? If those light bulbs see him naked and shut out, his image will not stand up.

But Bo en en knew that he did not dare to go out naked, so he lured him to take off naked, and then, with thirst, he kicked him out of the door.

The arrow, which was about to leave, stopped abruptly.

That kind of uncomfortable taste is worse than ten thousand ants crawling in their bodies.

Bo en en worked very hard tonight to tempt him. Bo Jiayan's body was like a volcano. It was about to erupt, but suddenly it couldn't spray

There is no more "cool" torture!

"Honey, open the door, will you? We can speak slowly if we have anything to say." Bo Jiayan's voice is very soft, and he has never asked anyone like this in his whole life.

"Little uncle, go wash and sleep."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

Little girl iron heart "torture" him, no matter how much good words are useless.

His highness Kubi took several cold baths before he put out the flame in his body.

Over and over, over and over

When the house was quiet, it was estimated that bochayan finally fell asleep. But Bo en en was not sleepy. She saw the rose on the bedside table, and her mouth raised a warm smile.

She sat up and picked up the flowers. It was heavy.

Is there any special significance in remembering Boka's words and counting its branches?

Bo en counting up one after another, after counting, her eyes suddenly wet, but flashing the light of happiness.

The number of roses, just her birthday, is that day, she became his woman.

She thought of Dingshan villa, he thought of that special day, their mind actually coincided.

Bo en sniffed, looked around the room, saw the vase on the window counter, got out of bed, walked over and put the flowers in the vase.

Barefoot on the solid wood floor, there is no sound, Bo en gently opened the door. In the small living room on the second floor, Bo Jiayan curled up on the sofa, put a bath towel on his body, snored slightly, and obviously fell asleep.

The moonlight outside the window, cage his body, especially sexy.

Good night, little uncle. Bo en's mouth is happy. He closes the door gently, but he doesn't lock it again.

In the early morning, Bo Jiayan suddenly woke up from his dream. He turned over, but almost fell to the ground from the narrow sofa. The bath towel on my body slipped.

Bo Jiayan looked at the already hazy sky and breathed a sigh.

He could fall asleep

Lifting his eyes and looking at the closed door, Bo Jiayan had a bitter smile in his heart, got up and walked quietly.

Anyway, he must break the door this morning.

We can't let this little girl "act recklessly".

Thinking of Bo en's attractive dance last night, Bo Jiayan's body warmed up.

In fact, it is not difficult for him to unlock the lock by violence. Last night, it was just to cooperate with Bo en en's temperament and admit the punishment.