Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Sister Bao, you should wear gloves. Your hands are cold again."

Meow Bao

She pulled out her hand and put it in her coat pocket: "that's good."

Bo Xin's fingers bend on the table, slowly take back, also put into the pocket, wait to go out, he can give her warm hands again.

They were silent for a long time. They didn't speak, and their breath was a little stiff. On weekdays, meow Bao is very lively, but today he is very quiet.

Bo Xin breathes out, circulates several times, and finally looks at miaobao.

"Po." He suddenly changed his name.

MEBO looks at him.

"I want to call you that in the future." Bo Xin laughed, handsome and compelling, "OK?"

In the future? What is the future? This word is too harsh.

Meow Bao deliberately loose tone: "casual."

"And that day I'm sorry, I shouldn't have drunk so much. " When Bo Xin said this, a red tide rose on Bai Xuan's face and lowered his head. "Today, I won't..."

Meow Bao

Men, after all, are still thinking about those things.

But didn't you give him such a hint? He said he wanted to go to his home, but he also said the tone was so ambiguous. How could Bo Xin not misunderstand him.

But miaobao just wants to sneak into Bo's house with such a "beauty trick".

Therefore, when Bo Xin said these words, she chose to be silent, took the tea in front of her and took a sip of it gently.

Bo Xin understood that miaobao was embarrassed to answer, but he didn't think much about the others. The topic was a little awkward, and they didn't talk. Until the dishes are delivered one by one, Bo Xin irons the dishes for meow Bao, and his anger is relieved.

After eating the hot pot, they walked out of the hot pot shop.

At this time, the warm sun hid in the clouds, the weather was slightly cool, the cold wind at the door and the heat in the store formed a sharp contrast.

Bo Xin took miaobao's hand, warm, and his heart was warm.

"Let's take a taxi." Bo Xin leads Miao Bao across the road.

On the other side of the road, there is a drugstore. Bo Xin looks at it. His face turns red again. He hesitates. Seeing several taxis with "empty cars" on, he doesn't wave.

Meow treasure can't help looking at him strangely: "why don't you take a car?"

"I, I want to buy something." Bo Xin low Nan, head also low go down, seem to be looking for a seam, ready to drill down.

"What is it?" Meow Bao didn't understand for a moment.

Bo Xin's ears are red, he suddenly let go of meow Bao's hand: "wait to use, can't let you hurt."

Then, plucking up the courage, he turned around and walked towards the drugstore.

Meow Bao

She finally understood what he was going to buy, and her heart beat a few times.

This smelly boy, do you really think she went to his house to have sex with him?

Meow Bao couldn't help laughing a little, but soon her smile disappeared.

Isn't there a day in a woman's life? If you always want to give it to a man, what does it matter to give it to this lovely little boy for the first time?

She is full of guilt for him, just with her body, as compensation.

Thinking about this, meow Bao breathed a little and calmed down a lot. It's like finding an outlet for your guilt.

When Bo Xin returned, she said nothing. Because of relief, the whole person is relaxed.

But Bo Xin's face has always been red.