Kiss You, Sweetheart

He can say these words, must be thoughtful, he can do, better than those rhetoric.

Bo Xi blinked her eyes, her face shining with happiness.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Bo Xiao put the bowl down and opened the door. When he saw that it was Bo en en and Bo Jiayan, he nodded slightly.

Bo en looked into the ward and saw that there was still a little red halo on Bo Xi's cheek. He laughed and joked: "are we coming at a wrong time?"

"Of course not." Bo Xiaojing said, "just feeding sissy."

Hello!

Bo en en seized the word and gave Bo Xi a tacit smile, and Bo Xi's face turned red again.

If you really don't like it, you have to feed it.

Bo en en went into the ward, and Bo Xi said some irrelevant words, a small stay for a while, and Bo Jiayan left.

"Sister Sisi, you have a good rest. Jiayan and I are going to order the wedding dress this afternoon."

"Oh, good." Bossy nodded.

She will wear the wedding dress soon. Think about it. It's all sweet. Can't help but secretly look at Bo en en and Bo Jia Yan to the door of Bo Xiao, Bo Qian heart is full of sigh.

It's really not easy to melt an iceberg and make him move.

Although the waiting process is very difficult, but the result, let her once pay and wait, become very worthwhile.

She must love this man, cherish him and take care of him. She has no other advantages, is her gentle, little by little into his heart.

Thin night turns round to come back, thin Qian is still looking at him to see, in the Mou son obviously has the worry.

"What are you thinking?" He sat down by the bed.

Bo Xi slightly straightened up, hugged him, and put herself close to his chest, with a smile on the corner of her mouth and a special soft voice: "thank you, little uncle. I feel so happy."

Bo Xiao said nothing, but stroked her back gently.

***

thin house.

The dinner was extremely rich, all of which were the favorite dishes of bochayan and bochenen.

Song Lifang as usual, take care of the two people to eat, constantly to them with vegetables.

"Mom, eat for yourself. Don't take care of us all the time." Bocha said in a warm voice.

Bo en tilted his lips: "little uncle, I'm still called ma. I can't bear to lower my rank."

Bo Jiayan's lips were slightly pulled. Indeed, he was not used to calling grandma. He didn't call twice in total, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Song Lifang gave Bo en an affectionate look and said with a smile, "you're also called little uncle."

Bo en en looked at someone, and a little color that Bo Jia Yan understood flashed through his eyes. Someone liked her name.

"Whatever you call it, it's a family." Bo Kun opened his mouth on one side and said generously, "I'm not used to it any more. It's just like before. Anyway, everyone knows what's going on."

"Yes." Song Lifang echoed. After all, she still likes to call him mother.

Bo Jiayan didn't make a sound, just a faint smile.

After a moment's silence, Bo Kun took a sip of the soup and looked at Bo Jiayan: "Jiayan, you're back now. Are you going back to work?"

Bo Jiayan put the dishes into Bo en's bowl and said in a low voice, "Dad, I don't even inherit the throne, so I won't go back to work. Everyone knows that I'm not a member of the Bo family, so I shouldn't be in charge of the Bo family. "