Kiss You, Sweetheart

This kind of thing, you love me, is the happiest. If one side is not interested, there will be no satisfactory result.

Song Zhixin never forced others to be difficult, even at this time, he really wanted her.

But when he saw the wet tears on Demi's face, his heart softened. He didn't want to force her to be sad.

In fact, he also understood that she did not give up the temptation to him. Now he is like a monkey who has been lured away by a banana and can only listen to her.

"Good." Song Zhixin straightened up, bent down to pick up his trousers and began to wear them, "I'll take you home."

Demi's eyes flashed a little deeper. Not every man can stop the car at this time. Maybe he is not a superficial man.

Thinking of this, Demi quickly stops her mind.

What can he do if his skin is not shallow? It is destined to be a game.

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I'll miss you. (1)

after three days of mid-term exams, as the top students in class 1, none of them is taken seriously, only Bo en en, who is the first to hand in the exam papers.

As for the results

After class time, Bo en en is talking about stars with Luo Zhiqi. Bo Xin comes over and taps her on the back: "elder sister."

"What?" Bo en raised his head.

Bo Xin coughed and said, "I saw my little uncle in Mr. Wang's office."

Bo en en

I scratched my head and said, "I haven't been in trouble lately."

Bo Xin shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "even if you are in trouble, what can my little uncle do to you?"

Bo en en

My mouth turned, but it was comfortable.

She's old-fashioned in bocayan, and there's nothing she can do about it. When she was a little coquettish, Bo Jiayan couldn't say anything to blame her.

But I was still curious why I was invited by my parents, and I secretly invited her. Bo Jiayan didn't tell her.

In fact, Mr. Wang called song Lifang.

Although Bo Jiayan, as the boss of the Bo family, is as cold as iron on the surface, the teacher Wang, who has dealt with him for several times, can see that this little uncle loves his niece and is a little out of control.

Because to talk to him, Bo en did not half of the convergence, still go their own way, let the head teacher is a headache. So this time, I called song Lifang directly.

However, because song Lifang had a cold recently, she was not very comfortable. After receiving the call, she handed over the matter of going to school to Bo Jiayan.

When Bo Jiayan appeared in front of Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang had a headache.

This conversation is probably in vain again.

This time Bo en en was invited to her parents because of her mid-term examination results. She scored more than ten points in several subjects, but only one or two of them barely passed. Naturally, she won the last place.

If she is in another class, it doesn't matter if she comes last. But she is in the top class, this achievement, the class collective overall score down a lot.

So this time, as a top class, class one is not as good as class two.

Can Mr. Wang not be in a hurry?

"Bo Shao, please take a seat." Although Bo Jiayan came, Mr. Wang was still very polite and warm.

She didn't offend such a big figure.

Bo Jiayan nodded slightly, sat down on the sofa and went straight to the theme: "what's the matter with en en?"