Kiss You, Sweetheart

"I think..." Bo Jiayan thought about it and said seriously, "I can put up a broom."

Bo en en

"What Bo en en turned around and raised her hand to beat Bo Jiayan's hard chest. She even described her hair like this.

But beat a few times, Bo en en finally can't help but laugh.

It's hard for Bo Jiayan to laugh. As soon as he closed his hands, he tied up Bo enen's hair. Only a little bit of it was exposed. It was really like a broom.

"You see how well I describe it."

"Still speaking Bo en stomped his feet, and there was no sense of beauty. "No more, no more."

"Yes, it looks good in this way." Bocayan was relieved to wait for this sentence.

Bo en en

Men!

Creatures full of excuses!

Bo Jiayan took a comb and gently shaved Bo en's soft hair. He was very gentle and afraid of hurting her. Drooping eyes, warm, with the usual hard cold facial contour, at this time are also soft down.

When Bo en looked at Bo Jiayan in the mirror, he felt that his heart was full of addiction.

"Little uncle." She gave an emotional cry.

"Well?" Bocha's voice was warm.

"Like me to have long hair."

"I like everything." Bo Jiayan raised his eyes and gently looked at Bo en in his glasses.

Two people's eyes so warm glue together.

Bo Jiayan gently pressed his hand on both sides of Bo en's head, looked at it a few times, and nodded his head like a masterpiece: "combed, good."

Bo en en

Comb your hair, who can't!

Is it necessary to show a sense of accomplishment?

But in my heart, very warm, he is clumsy, at least that did not give others comb.

"Little uncle, am I the first girl to let you comb your hair?"

"What do you think?" Bo Jiayan put down his comb and said, "I have the leisure to comb with others. I've already piled it away."

Bo en chuckled: "I'm quite honored to say that."

"Of course." Bo Jiayan bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the top of her head

Bo en picks his eyebrows and smiles at the corners of his mouth I'm also the first woman you like? "

Bo Jiayan was slightly stunned, and then nodded his head solemnly.

Bo en en's lips slightly opened, almost put "I'm also your last woman" asked out, but words just to the mouth, it was startled to swallow back.

In this case, it's too sad to ask.

So he laughed, turned around, hooked Bo Jiayan's neck, and said, "little uncle, I'm hungry. I want to eat under you."

Bo Jiayan was embarrassed.

Ha ha, Bo en'en laughed strangely: "add a word, it's your next face!"

Little lunatic! Bo Jiayan stares at her lovingly and knows that she is so dirty on purpose.

"You go to wash, I'll go down to you."

Bo en was slightly surprised: "little uncle, do you really know how to get down here?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

Idiot question, he can't even face down, can he survive in the wild jungle training?

"Wait."

"Well." Bo en en answered and left with Bo Jiayan. She was ready to go back to her room to wash.

When he was pushing the door, he added in a low voice to Bo Jiayan's back, "little uncle, can you send it to my room?"

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these are sweet and funny!