Kiss You, Sweetheart

Meow Bao

It's really bad luck to drink cold water. No matter what elegant, what charming, miaobao angry face turned around, low roar: "long eyes?"

"Right..."

Bo Xin was shocked when he saw the face of miaobao with beautiful makeup! He couldn't believe it. He blinked twice. That's right. It's meow Bao!

When he saw Bo Xin's surprised expression, he took it back and changed it into a lovely smile. That speed is faster than chameleon.

"Hi, xiaoxianxian, it's you." Say, Yang wrung the hand of silk towel, lightly swept to sweep thin Xin's face.

"Meow, sister meow!" Bo Xin slipped his throat. Today's miaobao is so beautiful. It's just, it's just

His face, suddenly red, he saw meow treasure a high and a low chest, so eye-catching, he wanted to avoid the eyes can't.

Meow treasure also suddenly realized what, facial expression a change, urgent silk scarf to the chest on a press: "indecent neglect."

"Oh Bo Xin turned quickly.

That obedient appearance, made meow Bao laugh, she also recovered calm, very calm grasp on the washing table of the only bra, calmly into his chest.

After straightening her chest, she turned and patted Bo Xin on the shoulder

Bo Xin just turned around, but his eyes still didn't dare to glance at meow Bao.

Looking at his shy appearance, he felt that he had special love. He put his hand on his shoulder and said with a low smile, "women sometimes decorate themselves in order to make themselves more beautiful. But it does not mean that their own conditions are not good enough. "

Bo Xinshan's smile: "I don't quite understand!"

Meow Bao's fingers slightly elongated and caught Bo Xin's chin. Her seductive actions are very handy for Bo Xin. Why is it so unnatural for song Zhixin?

It seems that she really likes small fresh meat.

Meow Bao explained patiently: "I mean, although you see me padding my chest, it doesn't mean that I'm not plump. I just add a little decoration to make myself plump. Do you understand?"

Her explanation is just to prevent Bo Xin from thinking that she is a little small-sized and wants to cover up.

Bo Xin's face redder, stammered: "Oh, however, not plump, no, not so important."

"Good boy." Listening to such a "noble" answer, meow Bao laughs. It's a little boy.

Her fingers gently scratched Bo Xin's chin, then she stood up straight and said, "by the way, how are you here?"

"This, this is my uncle's party."

"Your cousin? Song Zhixin

Bo Xin nodded: "are you friends with him?"

Miaobao's mouth curled. She and he would never want to be friends for the rest of their lives. Her answer was wrong: "OK, you go to the toilet. I'll go and have a drink later."

Meow Bao forgot that her skirt was broken and turned around to open the toilet door. On the waist that line snow white, bright shakes Bo Xin's eyes, his face unconsciously reddened.

"Wait a minute."

Meow Bao stopped pressing the handle of the door and turned to raise her eyebrows at Bo Xinyang.

Bo Xin hesitated and took off his coat. Fortunately, he was wearing a short sleeve T-shirt inside.

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this coat is going to be misunderstood, can you guess?