Kiss You, Sweetheart

"So nervous?" Bo Jiayan took her little hand and gently wiped it in her palm, wiping away all the sweat.

Bo en laughs: "as soon as I enter the country, I see national treasure level people. Do you think I can be nervous?"

"Not a prince." Bochayan's tone was casual.

Bo en en

Do you want to drag like this? You're a prince! Of course, the young master, surnamed Bo, naturally has the capital to be proud.

Bo en took out his hand, which was rubbed by Bo Jiayan, and said with a small smile, "well, it's a prince. It's nothing great. It's not that I have to give you a little less face. I've hit someone's car, and I want someone to treat you to dinner.

The special citizens who hold the right of pardon for capital crimes in n country have different styles. It's a great honor for a civilian like me to sit next to a special citizen. My ancestors... "

Someone's small mouth, pink, one open and one close, say those words, really no longer palatable, it is better not to listen to.

The irony was so refreshing that suddenly there was a heat on his lips, and the two little lips were sealed by Bo Jiayan.

"Bo Jiayan..." Bo en was surprised and mumbled vaguely, reaching out and patting him on the back.

Ignoring her completely, Bo Jiayan pressed her on the armchair. Her soft body immediately made Bo Jiayan's body surge with heat, surging wildly in her limbs.

Like sucking like biting, his kiss with a bit of hegemony, a bit of punishment, a bit of love, a bit of possession, no matter what kind of feeling, let Bo en so familiar.

It's like four years ago, it's all over again.

Bo en'en was in a trance for a moment, letting Bo Jiayan's hand rub and pinch on her. Those pleasant feelings almost drowned her, and she had no strength to resist.

Four years ago, she was addicted. Now, still. Not only that, but also because I haven't been kissed for four years, I still have some desire in my heart.

The whole person in the body of Bo Jiayan, more soft, let Bo Jiayan can't stop.

Four years did not touch her, Bo Jiayan's rubbing her body strength, more and more heavy, finally made Bo en hurt. That tingling feeling, but all of a sudden her floating reason to pull back.

"Enough!" Bo en panted and pushed away Bo Jiayan, a touch of fear flashed in his eyes.

The two thin lips, now more ruddy, full of attractive luster, because of small angry, and some slightly trembling, Bo Jiayan see heart itching, breath slightly panting.

Bo en stares at him unevenly.

She knew that following him on a business trip was absolutely inevitable.

Bo en'en bit his lip and kicked Bo Jiayan's leg with high heels. He said angrily, "Bo Jiayan, who gives you the right to kiss if you want?"

Bo Jiayan leaned back on his chair with a high look. He was not afraid of Bo en en en's threat. He laughed and said, "special citizen, so enjoy special power!"

Bo en en

What a bully!

Rag Hotel, a global chain, is located in Shengjing, the capital of K country. It is a quasi six-star hotel.

Bocayan lives on the floor of the presidential suite.

In the elevator, Bo en Leng stares at Bo Jiayan's back. Don't tell her to put away her thoughts? As a result, it's not about letting her live with him.

In this world, you can believe anything, but you can't believe a man's words.