Kiss You, Sweetheart

King Shao suddenly put away his evil and playful smile, and his expression became cold and sharp: "it doesn't matter if you don't understand, Bo Jiayan will understand if he understands."

Then he went to the window and made a call.

The phone was soon connected, King's mouth raised a cold smile, his voice was hoarse, like a torn drum: "Bo Shao, Hello!"

"Who are you?" Bocha's voice was cold.

King less holding a mobile phone, slowly turned around, looking at Bo en en, who was absorbed in eavesdropping on him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became cold and evil.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The most important thing is that your woman is in my hands."

Bo en en

Ni Mei's, your woman, these words sound so comfortable!

Bo Jiayan was silent on the other end of the phone. After a few seconds, he asked in a low voice, "King less?"

"Ha ha." King gave a cold smile, his eyes narrowed slightly under his sunglasses, and his tone became cold. "Yes, I'm the big fish you want to catch, but you can't catch."

"You let her go!"

"Command me?" King snorted coldly, obviously disdaining. He went to the sofa and grabbed Bo en's arm. Bo en instinctively gave a low cry.

Really, it hurts.

"Well..." On the phone, Bo Jiayan just called out a word, then stopped and asked calmly, "say, your purpose."

"Thin, little, happy." King Shao's expression became condensing, and his voice also shriveled, "exchange her for my arms. Otherwise, you can only see her body. It's a pity that you are so beautiful and soft... "

King Shao deliberately said, "I really don't want to kill her. I don't want to be thin. "

Bo en en

King's uncertain tone made her really nervous. No one is afraid of death. Besides, she also believed that it was easy for this man to kill her.

She wants bochayan to save her, but she doesn't want bochayan to be embarrassed by her as soon as she hears that she wants to exchange her arms. She didn't want Bo Jiayan to take risks. The men outside the house looked extremely vicious one by one.

Bo en's heart is very complicated.

At the other end of the phone, Bo Jiayan was a little silent.

Last night, they successfully found the hiding place of XF organization's arms, and captured more than a dozen members of XF organization guarding the arms.

This morning, Bo Jiayan, Li Long and others were struggling with the people who were caught, trying to find out King Shao's whereabouts from their mouths. But they have to admire XF's strict organization and discipline. Everyone who was caught eventually took poison and committed suicide. No one revealed King's trace.

At this point, he poured himself into the door. This is a good news, but Bo en fell into his hands.

Bo Jiayan's eyes are deep.

Arms, Boone. Boon, arms!

His cheek help tiny bite, but soon, his cold eyes will emerge a trace of deep and strange light. Ammunition, can't return, Bo en, he also wants to save.

"Well, I promise you! Say the place of delivery. "

Bo Jiayan agreed so happily, which naturally made king less suspicious. With a sneer, he extended his arm and pressed Bo en'en in his arms. His fingers gently scratched her delicate face.

Bo en pushed him hard, but king controlled her without a hand.