Kiss You, Sweetheart

But after all, I opened my mouth and ate the shaved ice in the spoon.

"How's it going?" Bo en's eyes are full of expectation.

"Not so much." Bo Jiayan doesn't give face at all.

What's delicious but sweet? I don't know how these little girls are keen on this.

"Eat quickly." He urged.

Bo en's pink lips, with a straw, sucked. The action with the straw, however, made Bo Jiayan's throat choked.

Bo en ate slowly, but Bo Jiayan didn't move a spoonful. The pineapple ice in front of him had turned into water.

"Little uncle, it's a waste to order and not eat."

"You ordered it."

Bo en en

"Even if it's my order, can you take a bite with your face?"

There are many things!

Bo Jiayan, with a stuffy face, took a sip of "sand ice water" from his cup. It was still sweet.

"All right."

Bo en pursed a smile. Although someone was reluctant, he did everything she asked for. Although he did it with a very smelly face, he satisfied her.

Little joy swirls in Bo en en's heart. She holds a straw and stirs it in the water bowl. She stares at Bo Jiayan.

Bo Jiayan is a little impatient. This girl is a little strange today.

"What's wrong?"

"Little uncle, let me ask you something."

"He said

"Little uncle, will you agree to all my demands in the future?"

"Beautiful idea!" Bochayan's answer was very straightforward.

Bo en glared at him: "such a belch fart answer, but also let people how to go on, lines are blocked by you."

It's really a little girl. Bo Jiayan stood up and sneered: "when acting, I still have lines. I'm gone."

"No way." Bo en was angry.

A guy who has no interest at all, except for being stiff or cold, doesn't he have other expressions like tenderness? Originally, there were many warm words in my heart that I wanted to say to him. As a result, a "beautiful thought" blocked all her belly words.

Irritating!

"Love to go or not." Bo Jiayan turned and left. The air conditioning of the ice drink shop was not as good as his feet.

Wow, there are girls around to make a low sigh voice, amazing at his perseverance and posture.

Bo en en sat still. She wanted to see how far Bo Jiayan could go. As a result, the guy just stood outside the ice drink shop. His tall body was slightly close to the wall. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and smoked one. It was loose in his mouth. It was a bit ruffian, but absolutely good-looking.

He folded his hand to light a cigarette, took a puff and then put it between his fingers, staring at the building opposite the square without expression. The whole person is as beautiful as a statue.

Bo en en propped up her cheek and looked at all the actions of Bo Jiayan. She was stunned.

It's really handsome. It's not worth your life. Every action is so stylish and stylish.

Where is she still angry? She has long been fascinated by his irresistible charm.

Little uncle

With a sigh, Bo en stood up, went to the bar, and yelled at Bo Jiayan outside the door, "someone, pay the bill."

Bo Jiayan just finished smoking a cigarette. With a flick of his finger, he accurately flicked the cigarette end into a garbage can not far away.

This action made Bo en's heart drunk again.

He went to the bar, took out a hundred yuan note and put it into Bo en's hand, looking like he was going out again.