Kiss You, Sweetheart

At this time, Demi, who had been straight back, became soft. The tears in my eyes are surging in an instant. What Qi Pei said could not help her feel humiliated and heartache.

Although she is engaged in an ignoble business, what she steals are all valuable things, which are very different from ordinary thieves, so she never feels inferior.

But just now, Qi Pei belittled her completely.

She hugged her naked body tightly, held back the drop of tears, and grinned bitterly.

Perhaps, she is really cheap, with the body in exchange for everything you want. But I don't know if I can get it.

When Qi Pei comes down the stairs, he meets song Zhixin who comes up the stairs.

"Ma." Seeing that Qi Pei appeared on the third floor, song Zhixin was surprised. He was the only one living on this floor.

Qi Pei's face was a little heavy, but Wen looked at his handsome son and said, "hurry down and have breakfast."

"Well." Song Zhixin nodded.

Qi Pei said nothing more and went downstairs.

But song Zhixin is a little confused. Qi Pei's face doesn't look good. Is there any conflict with Demi? Thinking of this, song Zhixin was in a hurry and strode to his room.

Open the door and see Demi sitting on the bed wrapped in the quilt. He opened the door and startled her.

Seeing that it was song Zhixin, Demi's face obviously eased down.

Song Zhixin looked at her without any special situation. His heart was slightly relieved and he walked slowly towards her with a smile on his lips: "my mother has been here?"

"Well." Demi said quietly, "she told me to go to breakfast."

Song Zhixin

In fact, he didn't believe it, because Qi Pei Gang just didn't look like she had come to ask Demi to have breakfast. But since Demi said that, he didn't ask any more.

"Go wash, let's go down together." Song Zhixin kisses her.

The light fragrance on his body pours into Demi's nose. She smells it and suddenly feels sad. Her eyes are moistened.

***

Bo Xin didn't come back all night. Naturally, Bo en was worried about him all night.

So early in the morning, when she was still in bed, she called Bo Xin. At the weekend, Bo Jiayan wants to be lazy and sleep in her arms.

The result was surprised by the movement of her hand holding the mobile phone.

"To whom?" Bochayan buried his head in the nest of bochayan's neck.

"Bo Xin."

Bo Jiayan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Bo en didn't explain for the time being. She got through the phone and Bo Xin answered. She was relieved.

"I said, little fellow, you and Have you drunk too much? Where have you been fooling around? "

"Sister, I'm not in the mood to talk now." Bo Xin's tone doesn't sound like general depression.

Bo en also recognized his depression.

"What's the matter?"

"Let's not talk about it. Hang up." For the first time, Bo Xin hung up Bo en'en first.

Is he willing to say that kind of thing? The most important thing is that when he called miaobao, he turned it off.

It's a shame to go to the Atlantic.

Bo en en took the mobile phone Leng Leng, this guy, hang up her phone, it seems that the mood is not generally bad.

Bo Jiayan was so close to her that he could hear them clearly. See Bo en en stunned, in the heart a little bit uncomfortable said: "how, want to appease him immediately?"

Bo en en glared at Bo Jiayan.