Kiss You, Sweetheart

At this point, a black Maybach whistling past, not far in front of the stop.

Qi shaoxun then gets out of the car, runs to song Zhixin and pulls him away.

Blood Luo's vision, slightly drooped, stiff took back the gun.

"Go." Qi shaoxun holds song Zhixin.

Demi turned and left without a trace of nostalgia. But tears, but in the moment of turning around.

She got on the bus in a hurry, restrained more tears and said in a low voice, "it's over."

Xueluo didn't say anything, and his eyes fell on Qi shaoxun.

He stepped back, got out of the car, stepped on the accelerator and left. The sound of the alarm bell came from behind, and the traffic police came.

Song Zhixin looked at the sports car and tried to get rid of Qi shaoxun's shackles.

"Enough!" Qi shaoxun seized him, a cold drink, "you sober up a bit."

Song Zhixin bit his cheek and watched as Demi's car drove farther and farther. Finally, he got into the traffic and disappeared in his sight.

"She's gone?"

"It doesn't matter," Qi shaoxun said coldly

If he hadn't arrived in time, he would have lost his life.

"Never come back?"

Qi shaoxun was silent.

Ha ha!

Song Zhixin suddenly looks up at the sky and laughs. His eyes are red as if they have been stained with blood. With a little light, he waves his hand to Qi shaoxun's car.

"I'm song Zhixin. I can play with women as much as I want. I'm so damn cool!"

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uninvited guest (1)

when Bo Jiayan pushes open the door of his study, Bo en'en has fallen asleep on his desk. He walked over gently, with some textbooks scattered on his desk.

In recent days, she has been able to complete her homework independently, and there are few problems that she can't afford to do. The closer to the final exam, the more fierce the little girl is.

The top ten is not so easy to talk about.

At this time, there were some small long heads scattered on Bo en en's face. A touch of warmth flowed in Bo Jia Yan's eyes. He gazed at her quietly for a moment, and there was a small air flow in his mouth.

By contrast, they are lucky to be together.

At least, for now.

Bo Jiayan touched her heart slightly, stretched out her hand, gently brushed Bo en'en's hair away, bent down slightly, and fell a small kiss on her cheek.

"Little uncle, I caught you." Bo en en, however, murmured in his dream and opened his eyes.

Bo Jiayan straightened up and said, "wake up?"

Bo en'en was still lying on the table, maintaining the posture just now. He looked at Bo Jia with his eyes raised and said with a smile: "little uncle, they say that only when they really like someone, they will kiss her secretly. You really like me

Bo Jiayan didn't say a word, but the corners of his mouth became more and more gentle. He held her up and let her small head lean on his chest: "I'm sleeping."

Again, when it comes to sweet talk, we just think about other things. Thin sultry!!!

Bo Jiayan put Bo en'en lightly on the bed, pulled over the quilt and covered her well: "sleep, I'll take a shower."

"Little uncle." Bo en took his big hand and said, "how about Uncle Zhixin?"

"Drunk." Bo Jiayan vomited a word, turned back and pinched Bo enen's little hand. It was as thin as boneless. It was very comfortable.

Bo en sighed: "Demi's gone. It's a big blow to him."