Kiss You, Sweetheart

She absolutely wants to cool this smelly man for a few days.

When he took a shower, he regretted what he had just done to Bo en. Because of his own pain, so thin en, certainly more pain.

For a long time, she has been enduring

It hurts to think about it. After a few washes, he opens the bathroom door.

Take a look at the sofa. There's no one. There's no one on the bed.

It's obvious that Bo Xiaoniu is angry, and very angry, otherwise she won't go back to her room.

Bo Jia Yan took a breath, wiped his scalp with a towel, and went to Bo en en's room.

Hand, gently press the door handle, fortunately there is no anti lock, give him a chance to apologize.

The room was quiet. By the dim light of the garden through the window, Bo en was curled up on the bed, as small as a cat.

Bocayan felt guilty.

Such a small person, he just so rough to her. In the old days, when they had foreplay, she often cried out for pain. Just now, she was directly connected. How uncomfortable she was.

I'm really carried away by jealousy.

Men are all virtuous. When they find that they have strong rivals, they will only use the childish way of occupying a woman's body to prove their importance and sense of existence.

Bo Jiayan quietly went to the bed, gently called a "grace".

Bo en naturally did not fall asleep, but he would not agree to continue to pretend to sleep.

The quilt was gently lifted, and Bo Jiayan slowly lay down and hugged Bo en en in her arms, with her warm lips close to her ears.

"I know you didn't sleep."

Bo en en was no longer pretending. He elbowed Bo Jia and said, "I hate it. I don't want to talk to you now."

"I'm sorry." Bhagaya breathes in her ears.

Bo en en's heart jumped for a while. His anger, which was harder than the wall, suddenly collapsed. This man, really hate, hate, often a word, a small action, what trick also don't need, can send her all displeasure.

She really hated that she had no way to get angry with bochayan.

Does the person who likes more have to be bullied like this?

Bo en gently snorted: "what do you regard me as, your vent?"

"Nonsense." Bo Jiayan hugged her a little. "I'm just a little annoyed."

"Is that how you treat me?" Bo en pushed him.

Bo Jiayan held her tightly: "I'm wrong."

Bo en en

It is estimated that she is the only one in the world who can hear Boka say "I am wrong". It's hard for her to get angry.

After a moment's silence, Bo en asked, "what's bothering you?"

In the dark, Bo Jiayan opened his eyes, looked at Bo en en's face close at hand, gently stroked her little body, and his eyes were deeper than night.

For a long time, Bo en couldn't see through him.

He's too secretive.

"Don't say pull down." Bo en's mouth curled and he was about to turn around. Little SAPO said, "sleep in separate beds tonight."

"En en..." Bochayan controlled her body and did not let her move.

This sound, clearly want to say and stop, Bo en looked at him.

Bo Jiayan bit by bit to her arms, gently turned over, slightly pressed on her body, gentle kiss gently fell on her lips, tone confused: "en en, say you love me."