Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Well, I absolutely believe you."

Boo.

Bo en en took a kiss on Bo Jiayan's face, sat in his arms and finished the rest of the questions.

This Christmas is so dull in the past, in the twinkling of an eye to Bo Xiao and Qi Huanyi's wedding.

Although the preparation time is short, the wedding of the two is still a sensation in s city. The guests who come to the wedding are all dignified figures in C country, which is very beautiful.

This day, the deep winter sun, pouring in S City, has a touch of warmth. Light white clouds, floating in the blue sky, there is a trace of beauty.

Bo en got up early, wearing pajamas, standing on the balcony of his room, looking at Bo Peng's yard.

Today, some people are happy, others are sad.

Although Bo Xi avoided the wedding, she avoided the pain of unhappiness. Even if she was abroad, her heart must be full of holes.

In order not to face this heartbreaking wedding, Bo Xi went abroad on Christmas day.

Bo en looked at the blue sky and breathed a little.

Can you hide for a while and for a lifetime? It's going to be home sooner or later, isn't it? In the future, Qi Huanyi will live under the same roof with her

It's time to live.

"Yes." Bocayan is knocking at the door.

"Ah Bo en answered.

Bo Jiayan pressed down the door handle, pushed the door and entered. When he saw that she was still standing on the balcony in her pajamas and blowing the cold wind, he twisted her eyebrows slightly: "come in soon."

This kind of slightly imperative tone is Bo en's favorite.

Women like men who can control themselves. On the surface, Bo Jiayan obeyed her in everything, but in fact, Bo en en was a little afraid of him.

The so-called fear, does not mean fear, but a care.

Because of love, so care.

Although he never said he loved her. I don't even like it.

But Bo en didn't care.

I know that he is a sultry person. He has some love words, but he can't say them. Just understand his heart.

Bo en slowly returned to the room, Bo Jiayan saw her interest is not high, went to shake her hand was cold wind, tone is a little angry: "want to be sick?"

Bo en pouted and said, "I'm thinking about Bo Xi."

"Well?" Bochayan asked.

Bo en en looked up at him, eyes surging happiness: "I and she also like their little uncle, why can I get your response, but she can't get Bo Xiao's response?"

Bo Jiayan tone light: "blind worry."

"You are not compassionate at all. You don't know how painful your heart is when you don't get a response."

"If you get it, that's all." Bo Jiayan rubbed her hair, a little impatient, "hurry to wash."

Bo en pouted at him.

Bo Jiayan said with a faint smile: "do you want me to manage other women?"

"Hum." Bo en snorted and went to the bathroom.

"I'll go down first."

"Go, go." Boone slammed the bathroom door.

When Bo Jiayan came to the second floor, he met song Lifang.

Song Lifang was dressed ceremoniously because she was going to the wedding. Cold weather, wearing a gray mink hair long coat on the body, high in a bun, very expensive.

"Gayan, I was just looking for you."

Bochayan is silent.