Kiss You, Sweetheart

But Bo en looked up at his head and said, "little uncle, male and female love are the happiest things in the world. How can they be shameless?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

There was fire in my eyes and thick in my mouth. "I'll make you happy right away."

Said, a bite in Bo en en en's shoulder, her pain called up, desperately patted Bo Jiayan's back: "Bo Jiayan, you are crazy."

Yes, he's going crazy. Which man, after being tortured for four years, still wants to hear these heartbreaking words without going crazy?

He wanted to prove in the most primitive way that she still belonged to him.

Bo Jiayan loosened his mouth, leaving a ring of red teeth marks on Bo en en's delicate shoulder without bleeding. He had the right strength to make her hurt without hurting her.

Bo en en was breathing a sigh of relief. Between his lips, he was forced into his hot and humid tongue by Bo Jiayan. He was very domineering and acted recklessly in her mouth.

Bo en's tongue was hurt by the kiss. The man in front of him was as rough as a demon. He was kissing her fiercely, and his hand didn't stop. He felt and pinched her, leaving red marks on her.

His hands, some do not cherish, want to be more aggressive to Bo en en, pinching all the way down But Bo en suddenly screamed, and pushed Bo Jiayan away with a great effort. His body trembled uncontrollably.

A touch of fear flashed Bo en's eyes, but she soon calmed down, quickly picked up the bath towel on the ground, wrapped herself up, and looked at Bo Jiayan coldly.

"Little uncle, don't be so hungry. I'm your niece."

Bocayan pulled her, her eyes red, full of desire, breathing thick: "you are my woman."

Heart, slightly warm, but slightly pain.

"Come on." The thin en's light chip smile, "when the man wants to coax the woman to go to bed, what good to hear to pick up what to say.". Little uncle, I'm not the little fool who will be happy for a long time when I hear your good and obedient words four years ago.

So put it away. "

Heart, by Bo en en's words, a row, blood drenched.

The desire in bojiayan's eyes slowly receded, and became heartache, and his voice was low: "en en, must be so cruel?"

"It was you who were cruel at the beginning. At that time, you dumped me so smartly. Now what kind of affection do you pretend?" Bo en en approached Bo Jiayan's ear and said, "what women lack? Is Zhou Yumei's Kung Fu in bed not as good as mine?"

Bocayan grasped Bo en en's shoulder, and the green tendons on his fingers were protruding, exerting force secretly, as if to crush Bo en's shoulder blades.

In his eyes, there was a stoic anger.

The woman in front of me has really changed.

Once, how ever willing to talk with him in such a tone? At that time, she would only call my little uncle one way or another; she would say foolishly, little uncle, I love you, how can I be willing to leave you; little uncle, I love you all my life, you have to believe me

How long is that memory?

How long is that sweet?

These words are the only good medicine for his painful night in the past four years.

Now, as she grew up, she was getting farther and farther away from him.

"En en..." Bochayan took a deep breath, relieved his strength, and his tone was gentle. "Forget all that, let's start again."