Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en en said to Lao Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, go back and tell my grandmother that I will go back later in the evening and tell her not to worry."

"Yes, young lady."

Bo en accompanies Mo to rush back to the hotel and put down his luggage. The good autumn sun shines in from the window. Bo en is facing the sun and smiles brightly: "brother Chong, where do you want to play these two days?"

"Listen to you." Mo Chong looked at Bo en en, full of accommodation and indulgence, "my flight on Monday morning."

"Let me see..." Bo en en paced in the room for two steps, thinking, his eyes filled with some warmth, "in fact, what I miss most is the feeling that you ride a bike and take me for a ride."

"OK, let's ride a bike." Mo Chong immediately answered, "let's go to the seaside."

“OK。”

They left the hotel and went to the car rental shop to rent a bicycle. Mo Chong rode, turned and patted the back seat. Bo en laughed and sat on it skillfully.

Perhaps, every girl in her beautiful adolescence is looking forward to a brother next door who rides a bicycle and takes her to see the scenery.

Mo Chong plays the role of the brother next door, which is a kind of comfortable warmth.

Bo en used his small arms to encircle Mo Chong's waist, just like once, countless times, encircling his waist, slowly riding a bicycle and seeing the scenery of X city.

Autumn clothes thin, thin en en's arm, like with temperature of cotton sliver stick on Mo Chong's waist, let him feel warm, mouth slightly bent, voice is very gentle: "hold tight."

"It won't fall." Bo en's heartless smile.

The sea of s city is not far from the urban area. Like a blue silk, the edge of s city is wrapped. The wind on the avenue, clear and cool, stirs Bo en's long white skirt, like a floating cloud in the green forest.

That car, that person, that scene, that youth, are so memorable.

At this time, Bo en en never thought that he would walk along this road for a long time to feel the last warm time with Mo Chong.

The blue sea is boundless. Because it's the weekend, there are a lot of people and tourists. The most bustling part of the sea area is noisy.

Mo Chong is riding a bicycle. He doesn't mean to stop. He still drives along Binhai Avenue. And Bo en, also did not stop, until came to a section of sparsely populated sea area, two people will stop the car at the side of the road, to the beach.

The beach area here is very small, the sand is not fine enough, mixed with a lot of coarse gravel, and it is a little far from the urban area, so no tourists come here to play.

But because of the sparsely populated area, this section of the sea is bluer and quieter than other areas. The sea beat against the rocks, making a low roar.

Bo en has never been to this section of the sea, which is very fresh for a while.

In the late autumn of S City, it was not very cold. Bo en took off his flat heels and stepped on the beach barefoot. He rolled up his long skirt and tied a knot on his knee.

She and Mo Chong grew up in childhood, so they didn't need to maintain any image in front of him. How she came naturally.

She pulled Mo Chong's wrist, pulled him and ran to the sea.

At this time, the sea was a little cool, but soon Bo en adapted to the temperature. Mo Chong also pulled up his trouser legs and played madly in the sea with Bo en.