Kiss You, Sweetheart

Her face made Bo en suspicious. She looked at the poster and found Luo Zhiqi's name behind her name. Zheng Jiao was in the 50th place. The most ridiculous thing was that Bo Xin slipped out of the 100th place.

Suddenly, Bo en'en seemed to understand something, pointed to Luo Zhiqi and said: "you..."

Luo Zhiqi grabbed her finger, hissed and walked out of the crowd: "en en, even if I deliberately failed in the exam to help you, you are also the top ten. I push forward one, you back one, or the top ten, so you still rely on your own ability to achieve real results

"As for me." Zheng Jiao chuckles, "it's always been a score of dozens, which has no effect on you at all."

In any case, Bo en was moved. He hugged them and said, "it's nice to have you."

It's just that Bo Xin is so bad in this exam, which must surprise everyone. He is no longer so simple as to fulfill Bo en, but he has not used his mind to study at all.

And just now, this guy deliberately teased her with that sad tone, which made her so disappointed.

Bo en let them go: "I'll tell my little uncle the news first. It's my treat if you don't get drunk at night."

“OK！” Luo Zhiqi gave her an ambiguous wink, "hurry to tell him the news to make him happy."

"Wait for my call," Bo en said with a smile

Then he walked out of the school gate.

Today, the weather is a bit overcast, cold wind gusts, but Bo en en see, it is a sunny day.

After 18 years, he finally raised his eyebrows once, and beiershuang.

When he got to the school gate, Bo en put away his joy, put his face in mourning, pouted, lowered his head, and walked slowly towards Bo Jiayan's car.

At that time, Bo Jiayan was smoking in the car. When he saw the girl coming so depressed, he immediately understood that he didn't get to the top ten.

At this time, we have to quickly comfort.

Bo Jiayan immediately put out the cigarette in the cigarette box, opened the door, got out of the car, and met Bo en en.

"Yes."

"Little uncle." Bo en en looked up with tears in his eyes and pink lips pouting. He was a little sad. He wanted to talk but stopped. He immediately made Bo Jiayan feel very sad.

"It's OK. It's OK. Isn't there an afterthought?" Bo Jiayan took Bo en en in his arms and gently tried to find her face, "you can't go with me."

"I know." Bo en'en sniffed and hugged Bo Jiayan's waist. Finally, he couldn't help laughing, "can't people cry because they are so excited?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

"You little girl." For a moment of joy, but also regardless of passers-by, directly put Bo en en en up, like a bird, "tease me, see how I deal with you."

Ha ha!

Bo en couldn't help laughing, but he didn't forget to remind: "little uncle, keep a low profile, keep a low profile, under the public court, don't want your thin and cold image."

"Come on, number one." Bo Jiayan put Bo en'en down, his eyes and eyebrows were happy, and he was not cold at all.

"Nine." Bo en covered his lips and said, "overfulfil the task."

"Well." Bo Jiayan nodded and took Bo en'en's hand to the car.

Bo en is like being dragged: "little uncle, you are not so excited."

Bo Jiayan took her into the car and sat down