Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Little uncle, I'm so tired Foot pain It's probably blistering. "

Poor little look!

Bojiayan stopped: "come on!"

He squatted with his back to her.

Bo en looked at his broad back and felt a little incredible: "little uncle, do you want to carry me?"

"Cut the crap!"

"Hello, little uncle." Bo en en jumped on Bo Jiayan's back.

Bo en en's face was small and excited. He leaned on Bo Jiayan's back tightly, smelling his good smell, and his heart beat faster.

"Little uncle, am I heavy?"

What girls care most about.

When asked this question, Bo Jiayan was too lazy to answer. She was on his back and had no weight at all.

After a while, she asked, "little uncle, are you tired?"

"No

"Oh." Bo en's face was close to Bo Jiayan's back with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth. His arms were wrapped around his neck like a soft vine.

Voice warm through his chest, "little uncle, I suddenly feel very happy, I miss you all my life so behind my back."

The voice hit Bo Jiayan's heart and made his head a little hot.

But the reply was cold: "mind your brain!"

Bo en en

What? She just expressed her feelings at this time, but she didn't think about it.

However, it's also a comfort to be scolded with such a little indulgence. She leans on his back with a beautiful smile.

For about an hour, when I went over a hill, I finally saw a small village with broken walls and tiles, which looked very remote.

Bochayan walked into the village with her on his back, and the villagers looked at them strangely. Bo en en heard Bo Jiayan asking about a family. Under the guidance of the villagers, they stopped in front of an old wooden door.

Bo Jiayan squatted down and put Bo en'en down.

Bo en looked at the shabby door and felt sad. There are such poor people.

"Stand here and wait for me." Bochayan's voice was a little low.

"Oh Bo en answered and said, "can't I see your Xiao Fang?"

Bo Jiayan glared at her, Bo en en looked at his flashing eyes, obediently made an OK gesture.

Bo Jiayan pushed open the old wooden door and went in. The room was dark and there was nothing to see. Bo en stood against the wall and didn't move a step.

Half an hour later, bocayan came out. She heard him say, "don't send it."

"Walk slowly, walk slowly." An old voice, with crying, makes people feel uncomfortable.

Bo Jiayan stepped out of the door and gently closed the door. His face was more heavy than before. It was the kind of heavy that people did not dare to provoke. It was more terrible than cold.

Bo en called low: "little uncle."

Bo Jiayan didn't look at her, but squatted in front of her again. Bo en en didn't say anything. He obediently lay on his back, and he carried her back along the road.

All the way are silent, words nag Bo en en really did not say a word. She is not a person without eyesight. Bo Jiayan is obviously in a bad mood. At this time, she won't light this gun to make people annoyed.

But words can be tolerated, but some things can't be tolerated. I don't know when Bo en'en began to wriggle on Bo Jiayan's back. At first, it was gentle. Later, the frequency gradually increased until Bo Jiayan stopped.