Kiss You, Sweetheart

Never had such a feeling to anyone, in his world, only iron and cold, resolute cold, what soft.

From small to large, he never accommodated anyone. Of course, his status is noble and he doesn't need to accommodate anyone.

But after meeting this little guy, he broke the rules frequently. To this little girl, he has a kind of feeling that he can't get up.

He was afraid of his harshness, and she couldn't bear it.

"All right."

Not used to this strange feeling in his heart, Bo Jiayan held Bo en en en's head and leaned on his chest. "Go buy a skirt."

Although bocayan's chest is hard, it is very comfortable to lean on, which makes bocayan feel safe when a small boat sails into the harbor.

Win again!

Bo en lowered his head, a smile came from the corner of his mouth, and the mist in his eyes disappeared. However, Bo Jiayan was a little bit higher than her. He could not see her strange expression at this time. He only heard her soft and aggrieved voice: "thank you, little uncle."

Bo Jiayan suddenly felt that the word "little uncle" in her mouth was very strange!

He released her and said, "conditional."

"What conditions?" Bo en'en began to think wildly again, "kiss you, hold you, sleep you?"

Bo Jiayan's eyes immediately became cold. Bo en en quickly added: "it's a joke."

"You're wearing a little vest."

Bo en en

Little uncle, are you after 70 or 60?

Wearing a vest, can you still show her beautiful shoulder and clavicle? That doesn't lose the significance of wearing a suspender skirt?

"Go home if you don't agree." Bochayan turned and left.

"Well, well!" Bo en en rushed down and grasped Bo Jiayan's hand.

Think about it, with a beautiful vest is also very good, mainly like that skirt.

Bochayan did not refuse her and let her take him by the hand and go back. But without taking a few steps, bochayan's pace slowed down obviously.

A girl with fashionable clothes and tall figure is coming towards them.

A big wave of chestnut hair, beautiful draped over her shoulder, set off her face more compact. The girl's skin is very white, as if she had never been beaten by wind and rain, so tender that she can pinch out water.

The facial features are so exquisite that they look like paintings. They are real beauties.

The girl has a gentle and moving smile on her lips, but for some reason, Bo en feels that there is a chill in her body, that is, the arrogance of the daughter, which makes people unable to get close at first sight.

Bo en en was right in front of her, but her eyes penetrated her and fell straight on Bo Jiayan. Her eyes were as gentle as water.

"Second cousin." The voice is too sweet.

Cousin?! Is it a relative of the Bo family? She thought she was a flower maniac who had a secret love for Bo Jiayan.

"Yes." Bo Jiayan light should be a, concise words, "happy, shopping?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence. When I meet my second cousin, let's have a cup of afternoon tea, OK?" The girl warmly invited, "I haven't seen my second cousin for a long time."

In her eyes, there was no Bo en en at all, and she only looked at Bo Jiayan when she spoke. Moreover, this kind of invitation had a self tone, which made Bo en have no good impression on her.