Kiss You, Sweetheart

Then he released the brake.

"Oh." Bo en was naturally not as alert as he was. When he said it was ok, she believed it was OK and continued to hum.

The red sports car that went by, sitting in Nisha.

She admired bocayan's keenness. Although she pretended to be like him, she was still seen by him.

She continued to drive forward and called Qi shaoxun with the car phone.

"Hoon!"

"Say it It's a cold voice.

"Your little niece should also be bochayan's niece." There was a sneer on her lips.

"Nisa, don't take my words for granted." Qi shaoxun's voice was so cold that he didn't have any human feelings. "Don't blame me for not giving your father face."

Nisha kept smiling, but her eyes were colder: "Xun, the more nervous you are, the more you show your concern for that girl."

"Nisa!" The sound came from Shura in hell, full of warnings.

Ha ha!

Nisha laughed: "don't be so nervous, Xun. I'm only interested in bocayan now. Your little niece, I won't move, even though she seems to be bocayan's woman. "

Qi shaoxun was silent.

"It turns out that chaos is popular here..."

"Enough!" Qi shaoxun drank her words, "Muse, if you are still in s city tomorrow, don't blame me for being rude."

He called her muse!

This means that he is now ordering her as king Shao, not as Qi shaoxun, an ordinary person.

Nisa's neck gently Yang Yang, although not willing, but had to answer: "yes, king, I will return tomorrow, I wait for you to come back."

Qi shaoxun did not say a word and hung up directly.

Listening to the cold disconnection, the smile on the corner of Nisa's mouth became a little bleak. Foot, stepped on the accelerator, the car like an arrow, galloping on the wide road.

It's nearly nine o'clock when bocayan and Boen return home.

There was no one in the living room. It was very quiet, but they still kept a distance to go upstairs. When he got to the third floor, Bo en was so soft that he was carried into the house as if he had no bones.

He laid her lightly on the ground and Bowen hung around his neck.

"I haven't done my homework yet." Bo Jiayan whispered a reminder.

Bo en disapproved: "it's not the first time that I've not handed in my homework. I haven't..."

"Yes But Bo Jiayan cut off Bo en's words, and his expression was a little serious.

Boone looked at him.

Bo Jiayan took off Bo en en's hand, and his expression was a little softer: "en en en..."

"I see." Bo en suddenly laughed, "today's surname Wang is to talk to you about my lessons."

Bo Jiayan didn't speak. He went to the sofa. He sat down and waved to Bo en: "come on, en en."

Bo en didn't move, his face was not clear!

He put his hand on his knee, looked at her and said, "well, I won't force you to learn."

"What else do you say?" Bo en en went over and squatted down in front of Bo Jiayan's body, lying on his knee, very gentle, "I don't think you are so shallow, are you.

It's not that learning is good, everything is good, right

Ah!

Bo Jiayan sighed in his heart. He looked at Bo en en's small head on his knee, and the soft hair scattered on her cheek. He really couldn't bear to say this to her.