Kiss You, Sweetheart

Qi Xiaocheng seemed not to care about Bo Jiayan's cold temper. He continued with a smile and said, "the day after tomorrow evening, I will hold a dust washing banquet for shaoxun. Jiayan, you and Zhixin will arrive earlier."

"Yes, uncle." Song Zhixin replied with a smile.

Bochayan did not speak.

Qi Xiaocheng said a few more words and left.

Song Zhixin looked at Bo Jiayan strangely. His attitude towards Qi Xiaocheng was a little too distant. He couldn't help asking, "Jiayan, what happened?"

"No Bocha said, "I'll go home first. En En will go to school tomorrow."

It's no use asking about what Bo Jiayan didn't want to say, and song Zhixin didn't ask much. Besides, he went to the army in the afternoon. It's probably something about the army. Song Zhixin doesn't have much to inquire about.

"En en is in the recreation room." He said.

"Well." Bo Jiayan patted him on the shoulder, "see you the day after tomorrow."

Then he went to the entertainment room.

Song Zhixin breathes. Now, it is estimated that this little niece is the only one who can attract him most.

On the way home, Bo Jiayan was a little silent. When Bo en spoke to him, he mostly answered with "um, oh".

"Little uncle, what's the matter with you?" Bo en looked at him strangely, "go out, the whole person has changed, what happened to the army?"

Bo Jiayan turned his head and looked at Bo en en's worried face. He gently chuckled and held her little hand on her knee. His thumb gently stroked the skin on the back of her hand, which was as tender as protein.

"Nothing." The tone is a little dull, obviously something is wrong.

"If there's anything, just say it. I'm afraid I won't keep it secret."

Bo Jiayan just gently stroked Bo Nen's hand and did not go on.

Hum, this man is so principled!

Don't want to say things, even with leverage can't pry his mouth, such a man let women love and hate. Bo en snorted, took out his hand and copied it on his chest.

Bo Jiayan did not have any other expression, just looked at the car with a very low expression.

So all the way back home, Bo en was not happy, leaving Bo Jiayan behind, he quickly went upstairs and closed the door.

Also do not turn on the light, sitting on the edge of the bed, the heart should be a little hiccup. Sometimes I think it's self torture to like such a man who likes to put things in his heart.

I don't know why I like this stuffy cow, because I can't talk about love and fool people?

Is the enigmatic, the symbol of a mature man?

Ah, I'm still a teenage girl. I like each other to talk about their love words. Sometimes I coax them, sometimes I'm tired of them. But Bo Jiayan's stuffy gourd is obviously not.

Ah, accept your fate, Bo en. Don't you like this Muggle? And I really like it.

It's not that I like his deep energy of not saying much, his sultry, and the way he refuses while sinking on you.

Thinking about it, I was originally criticizing Bo Jiayan, but it gradually turned into praising him for all kinds of good things. Where there was resentment in my heart, I was full of feeling like it.

Oh, it's boring!

Bo en fell on the bed and scolded himself for having no backbone. But really like a person, where there is any backbone? It's too late to be soft.