Kiss You, Sweetheart

If it wasn't for the taste, he would not have drunk so much that night, and he almost went off the rails to Bo en.

In fact, he had been occupied by the enemy at that time, but he still resisted tenaciously, trying to return the distance to his normal uncle and nephew. As a result, he insisted on it for a few days, and then he completely surrendered.

With that person in my heart, where can I escape?

"Why, eating?" Bo en tilted his head to see Bo Jiayan's dull face. He was very happy. The man's taste showed that he cared.

But now, she should give comfort, so she raised two fingers and swore, "little uncle, I treat Mo Chong like a sister to a brother. It's true love for you

"What do you think of in a day." Bo Jiayan glanced at her with a serious face.

Bo en en wants to vomit blood, little uncle, you are the originator of the sultry man!

"Well, tell Bo Xin to come out quickly."

"Do you agree?"

Bo Jiayan is still stuffy: "1..."

"Bo Xin, come out quickly." Bo en immediately raised his voice.

She and he are not a couple. They both like to count 123.

On the way to Shangri La, the scenery is very beautiful. The Jinsha River, the Tiger Leaping Gorge, the Tibetan bag, the boundless grassland, the Jingfan, and the humorous explanation of the tour guide make the hours on the bus not boring at all.

Wearing sunglasses, Bo Jiayan is so handsome that she doesn't want to. The women in the car all look at him. Even though Bo en repeatedly declares his sovereignty, either holding Bo Jiayan's hand or holding his arm, the whole person sticks to Bo Jiayan's body. All kinds of show of love, but it can't stop those flower maniacs and their eyes flooding.

And Bo Xin, in their eyes, is a wisp of invisible air.

The feeling of being ignored makes Bo Xin very depressed. He grabs Bo Jiayan's chance to buy water for Bo en'en and reminds him kindly: "elder sister, can you stop abusing my single dog like this?"

"Do you want to say show love, die fast."

Bo Xin shakes his head quickly, even if he is killed.

With a sigh of stinginess, Bo en looked at Bo Jiayan's charming figure and said, "in fact, my little uncle and I can only be intimate in this place where no one knows us.

Do you think he and I can be so unscrupulous after we go back to s city? It's hard for people to tear down! "

"That's true." Bo Xin quietly put on his sunglasses, a cool face, "you show it, I can't see."

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

Bo Xin

In the evening, the tour group arrived in Shangri La, the nearest place to heaven. The red sunset reflected Bo en's face.

She looked to the horizon, her hands together, her eyes moist.

Mo Chong, I pray for you at the place we agreed. I hope you are well. No matter where you go, you must be safe.

Her small figure, showing a hint of sadness, Bo Jiayan stood not far away looking at her, a mouthful of smoke.

Cherish the present, care about the consanguinity and the future.

Who knows what will happen next second and tomorrow?

Can grasp, is not only now?

He threw away his cigarette end, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "team Wang, I'm Jia Yan. Help me find out a missing boy named Mo Chong, 18 years old..."

After praying, Bo en en turned around and looked at Bo Jia Yan standing in the red sunset. He was beautiful and warm.

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