Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en's small face is red and hot, the whole person is still in a state of confusion.

That kind of eyes, like covered with a piece of gauze, particularly attractive.

"Little uncle."

"Well!" Bo Jiayan hugged her affectionately.

Bo en arched up and came to Bo Jiayan's ear. His voice was low but emotional: "I love you!"

Bo Jiayan's eyes suddenly coagulated.

Love!

The words as heavy as a mountain drained the last trace of desire from his body.

He clasped her wrist hand, gently moved, and then propped up his body, Bo en en also took up, whispered: "to take a bath."

In fact, when Bo en said these three words, they were just the result of a woman's feeling after she was satisfied, and she didn't want to get a response from Bo Jiayan.

But when a man really does not respond, his heart is still a little lost.

Do all the men who have finished their work become calm all at once?

"Good boy." Bochayan added another sentence.

Bo en gave a smile and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

Bo Jiayan fished out the towel on the ground and surrounded it. He sat on the edge of the bed and was ready to smoke. Suddenly, he saw a dark color on the sheet.

Heart, slightly pain.

Mou Guang a move, then looked to the toilet, long exhaled a breath.

He turned on the light at the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, picked up his mobile phone and touched the screen, but found that there were several missed calls, all from Song Lifang.

He turned on silent, just so passionate, no one can notice a call.

Bo Jiayan was about to call back, but listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he did not move for the time being. He leaned on the head of the bed with his mobile phone and smoked.

After smoking a cigarette, Bo en also washed out, wrapped in a bath towel, barefoot, slowly walked to the bedside.

He looked at Bo Jiayan with a smile.

When the most intimate thing happened, the feeling between them seemed really different. More intimate than before, like a person.

Bo Jiayan put out the cigarette end in the lack of smoke, stretched out his hand to pull Bo en en into his arms and gently closed.

"Don't talk. I'll call grandma back." His warm breathing pressed her ear, still made Bo en's heart beat.

Although just now, she has been shouting that she doesn't want anything, but she is very comfortable. Women are dishonest creatures.

Bo en'en quietly nests in Bo Jiayan's arms and listens to his call back to song Lifang.

The phone was quickly connected, because it was so close that Bo en could hear song Lifang's voice: "Jiayan, where are you?"

She said you!

Bo en's eyes flashed.

Bo Jiayan's voice was very calm, and he must have thought of the answer: "I was watching a movie with en en, and my mobile phone was on mute, so I didn't hear it.

Mom, are you back? "

"It's been an hour or two since I got home, and I said I could give en a surprise, so I suddenly appeared to accompany her for her birthday. Unexpectedly, none of you are at home.

EN en's mobile phone is also silent. After several calls, she doesn't answer. "

"It should be." Bocha said quietly.

"How long do you have to finish it?"

"An hour."

"Well, come back when you're done. I've brought you presents." Song Lifang is ready to hang up, "I won't disturb you to watch the movie."

"Well." Bocayan calmly hung up.