Kiss You, Sweetheart

Isn't it good for her to be so happy?

Do you have to make her a success?

He gently stroked Bo en en's hair, eyes are doting, those words, suddenly do not want to say. Does it matter what she looks like in other people's eyes?

Isn't it enough for him to spoil her?

"Take a bath." He helped Bo en up.

Bo en looked at him with a sweet smile: "are you sure you won't let me do my homework?"

"What can I do with you?" Bo Jiayan bent his lips helplessly.

"You're too good to do with me." With a bad smile, Bo en put his hand into Bo Jiayan's clothes, and Bo Jiayan's body tightened.

That little hand is warm and comfortable to touch.

Ah!

In the heart again a sigh, can't help but lower head gnaw her ear, low voice: "or, wash together."

"Well I agree with both hands. "

A mandarin duck bath, can't wait for passion, finally, is Bo Jiayan to the weak Bo en en en to bed. Small body, curled up into a cat like, nest in his arms, like a moment can not be separated.

Maybe he was too sleepy. As soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep.

Bo Jiayan gently put the quilt on her body, let her pillow her arm and lie down beside her.

The Mou Guang gently stares at Bo en en's peaceful face at this time. A warm current rushes into his heart. There is a kind of doting feeling that he wants to rub her into his bones.

Girl with small eyebrow and nose

Bo Jiayan grinned, lowered his head, gently kissed Bo en en's forehead, and whispered "good night, baby".

***

the next day, the report card of the mid-term exam came down.

Of course, Bo en en's score was the last one to be announced. She knew very well how she did in the exam, so she won the penultimate. She didn't feel any disgrace.

She never wanted to get ahead in her studies.

But she knew that teacher Wang was not happy with her, although she was still smiling when she read her grades. But which teacher would like poor students?

Bo doesn't need to please her, though.

When Mr. Wang commented on the paper, Bo en nodded off. Naturally, she didn't listen to a word of what the teacher said.

At the end of the class, Mr. Wang stopped her with a gentle voice: "en en, if you have anything you don't understand in your future study, just ask the teacher.

Although the midterm examination your results are not satisfactory, but also do not have any ideological burden. The teacher believes that you will catch up in the second half of the semester. "

Mr. Wang's unusual gentleness surprised Bo en so much that he couldn't speak.

What did my little uncle talk to her about yesterday?

Bo Xin won the first place in the exam this time, and Bo en asked him to treat him to dinner. At noon, Bo Xin in a school restaurant, invited a few students to open a small stove.

On the way, Bo en went to the toilet.

She sat on the toilet in the cubicle, brushing her cell phone while she was convenient. There are other people come in, small broken in the words, at first Bo en en did not care, but listen, heard her name.

"You know, Bo en en broke the grade of class one this time. The total grade of the class was less than ten points than that of class two. Teacher Wang's nose was crooked."

"No, I saw Mr. Wang talking to Bo en with a smile today."