Kiss You, Sweetheart

Heart is not around, the door was gently pushed open, through a ray of light, just shine on the bed. The tall figure stood by the door, imposing.

Tell me, how can bo en dislike such a man with the style of king? There are not many women lining up to get close to him.

It's all fate!

Bo Jiayan didn't come into the room either. He leaned against the doorframe and looked down at Bo en en lying on the bed: "haven't you taken a bath yet?"

"No washing."

"Not coming to sleep?"

"No, come here."

Bo Jiayan didn't answer in time. He was silent for a few seconds. Bo en en's heart was cold. At this time, he would not say a few words to coax her?

PA, the light in the room, was opened by Bo Jiayan's hand, and Bo en en closed his eyes as if he didn't adapt. Open again, see Bo Jiayan slowly walk toward the big bed.

He pauses at the bedside for a second, then sits down and leans toward the head of the bed, feeling a little rogue: "then I'll come here!"

Come on!

Bo en couldn't help laughing. She could never be angry with him.

Small body like a bug, arched and fell on the body of Bo Jiayan, small head tightly against his chest, small hands around his waist.

Bo Jiayan's hand on her head, gently stroking her soft hair. After a few months, her hair was already shawled.

"Little uncle, it's about the army, so you can't tell me." At this time, Bo Xiaoniu is very considerate.

"Well." Bo Jiayan adjusted his posture, put his arm under Bo en'en's neck, let her pillow her arm, and took her to his arms. "We haven't investigated it clearly, we can only keep it secret for the time being."

Bo Jiayan's good smell completely melted Bo en'en, and said, "Oh, I won't ask. But little uncle, what's the matter with you in the future? You can't hold it in your heart and tell me. If there is less communication between two people, there will be problems. "

"Well." Bocayan said softly, "I'll tell you all."

Bo en raised his face and looked at Bo Jiayan with soft eyes. That's why she likes this man so much. He can warm people's heart without any sweet words.

Their eyes were glued in the air for a few seconds, and the breath of bochayan came closer and closer, and sprayed warm on bochayan's face.

Bo en lightly swallowed his throat and murmured: "little uncle, you take the initiative to find abuse..."

"Well, I want to be abused." Bo Jiayan lowered his voice, ambiguous tone, let Bo en'en careful liver plop plop.

Four pieces of warm touch, is no longer separated from the entanglement. All kinds of kisses have been changed and everywhere. In the quiet room, there is only the gasping sound that makes people blush and heart beat.

But even so, someone can always brake at the most critical time.

Bo Jiayan joined Bo en en's clothes, propped up his body and patted her face: "get up and take a shower. I'm going to school tomorrow."

Bo en sighed and lay still: "little uncle, you are really not an ordinary person."

Bo Jiayan pinched her nose and stood up decisively: "come here later."

Bo en pouts and loses. He can't lift people up and down. He just leaves when he says to leave. What a disgusting man!

After a shower, Bo en opened the door of Bo Jiayan's room, only to find that he didn't have a room, and the light was on in his study.