Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Sister sissy." When Bo en saw that Bo Xi was so sad, she also felt sad. She said, "why don't you go to him and make a real confession to see if there's any room to return it.

The news of the wedding has not been announced yet? Maybe it's all in time. "

"Is that ok?" Bossy hesitated.

If a man is interested in you, isn't a hint enough? Only men who don't love you can't understand anything.

But Bo Xiao is good to her on weekdays, so this is where Bo Xi can't be sure.

It seems heartless, but it seems affectionate. Tao has feelings, but it seems merciless, ah!

"To be honest, I don't know." Bo en gave a faint smile.

Not everyone is bocayan and will be conquered by the cheeky she.

Bossy was silent and hung her head slightly.

The night breeze blows slightly, some cool. Bo en en looked at her thin body and felt a trace of love in her heart. Even she was in pain. Can't Bo Xiao?

After all, they are almost childhood friends. They don't really mean nothing!

Bo Xi lifted up, gathered her hair blown by the wind, and laughed at Bo en: "en en en, thank you for listening to me. I feel much better in my heart."

Sometimes, pour out is not to hope that the other side has more understanding, perhaps just want to say the grievance in the heart to others.

"Well, sissie, I'm happy to listen."

"It's time for your family to have dinner. En en, you can go back to eat."

Bo en did not stay, the rest is to rely on Bo Xi to fight for, to think about it. She got up, patted bossy's hand and turned away.

Bo Qian is still sitting in the pavilion, looking at the dark sky, with a faint expression of sadness.

After sitting quietly for a while, she lowered her sore neck and slowly stood up to go home.

Time is still early, there are domestic servants in the living room shuttle, Bo Qian quietly upstairs.

They live on the second floor, and Bo Xiao's bedroom is on the third floor.

Bo Qian stopped at the stairway for a while, looking at the faint light from the lamp on the third floor, pouring on the stairs, with a mysterious feeling.

She bit her lip lightly, and a little firmness rose in her eyes. Then she took a step and went upstairs.

The corridor was very quiet and the doors of every bedroom were closed.

Bo Xiao and Bo Peng live on the third floor.

Bo Xi walked gently, standing in front of the door of Bo Xiao room for a while, then she lifted her wrist and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Bo Xiao's voice is a little cool, which makes people unconsciously have a sense of distance from him.

Bo Xi's hand, on the door handle, slowly pressed down and pushed the door open.

The room is full of light. With the increase of the crack in the door, Bo Xiao's clear posture appears in Bo Xi's field of vision. He is sitting on the sofa, reading a book.

When the door was pushed open, he slightly raised his eyes and looked at Bo Qian standing at the door.

As if it was her, she was slightly surprised, but soon calmed down. He put down the book, slowly stood up, eyes some deep looking at Bo Xi, but also some reddish eyes.

"Little..." Originally, I wanted to call my little uncle as usual, but when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't go on.

A kind of involuntary sadness choked Bo Xi's voice.

She lowered her head.

Bo Xiao walked over in silence,

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