Kiss You, Sweetheart

Mo Chong's face is unusually calm.

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Bo en is sitting on the terrace next to a small table. She has already drunk a bottle of red wine on the table. The setting sun in the west of the city, a gorgeous golden red, the evening breeze slightly Yang, this is comfortable, but Bo en's face is low, sad heart.

The door was gently pushed open. Bo Jiayan stood at the door and saw Bo en's lonely figure at a glance. She was holding a red wine glass. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head slightly, and her eyes fell quietly on Bo Jiayan.

Bo Jiayan felt a trace of love in his heart. He felt guilty that he left her in the hotel.

Originally, song Lifang asked him to stay for dinner. Thinking that Bo en was alone, he refused and rushed back to dinner with her.

Today, song Lifang looks much better.

Because Bo Jiayan finally called her mother.

Bo enjing watched Bo Jiayan come over. She drank all the red wine left in her glass.

Bochayan took the cup out of her hand, sighed a little, and reached for her face: "I'm sorry."

Bo en's heart moved, and her nose suddenly became sour. Without her control, her tears spilled out of her eyes and flowed so fast.

She followed Bo Jiayan's hand, put her face on his wrist, and burst into tears.

Bo Jiayan's eyebrows were slightly twisted.

Although he felt that he didn't accompany her all day, it was a bit of a shame, but it didn't make her cry. Bo en en is not a crying girl, but her tears just burst out of her eyes in an instant. How sad it is.

Bo Jia gently raised Bo en en's chin and said, "what's the matter, en en?"

Bo en can't talk.

In her mind, she kept echoing what Mo Chong said to her. Only by killing Bo Jiayan can she win the trust of the muse and go back to XF headquarters to receive a reward.

That's the only chance to expose XF's headquarters.

No matter she or Mo Chong, one of them must "kill" Bo Jiayan and complete this task.

"What happened?" Bo Jiayan asked.

Bo'en stood up, threw himself into bo'gayan's arms, and clasped his arms tightly. She fell on his chest, tears seeped into his shirt, wet against his chest.

Bo Jiayan was even more flustered. Bo enen had never cried so much.

He pushed her away a little, his expression was slightly heavy, and his eyebrows were tightly screwed up: "what's the matter, en en, tell me quickly."

Bo en blinked her eyes, rolled down more tears, she whispered a few lips, finally hoarse voice: "today to the army, there is no good progress?"

Bochayan shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not.

"Are you worried about this?" Bo Jia said with a smile and rubbed her hair. "Silly girl, is it worth your crying? It's something we men should worry about.

From now on, I will not leave you any more. I will protect you well. "

Bo en choked for a while and lowered his eyes. He looked worried.

Bo Jiayan saw the clue, raised her chin and gazed at her: "is there anything else?"

Bo en murmured his lips, but he could not say what he wanted to say.

"Tell me what you have." Bo Jiayan's expression was filled with a trace of seriousness. "Did you and Mo Chong think of any way?"

He guessed right, but Bo en couldn't answer.

"Go ahead." Bo Jiayan might have guessed something, otherwise Bo en'en would not be so sad,