Kiss You, Sweetheart

"I'll take a shower and call you after dinner." Bo Jia said and gently closed the door. His face with a bad smile was more flat than ever.

The sound of closing the door brought Bo en back to her senses, shaking her hand, and the red wine in the glass rippled on her hand.

Eyes, suddenly jump up the anger of being teased.

Bo Jiayan

She looked at the turbulent liquor in the glass. She was so sad that she forgot to pour it on the shameless man's face just now.

Bo Jiayan, you super black wolf with big tail!

In the evening, Lin zaibin, the former president of Huansheng, invited Bo Jiayan and Bo enen to dinner in the western restaurant of lager hotel.

Because it was a temporary business trip, Bo en en didn't bring anything except her professional suit. The hotel specially sent her a water blue skirt to wear, which made her look like a mermaid.

Handbags, shoes, jewelry, are a matching set.

Bo en en looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly laughed. He seemed to be a bit of a celebrity. How dare he feel? Does Bo Jiayan like this feeling?

She knew that it was all arranged by bocayan. This kind of banquet is also high-end. She can't wear a professional dress to attend.

Bo Jiayan is waiting for Bo en at the door of the presidential suite.

The diamond in the skirt flickers with Bo en's walking, so bright that people can't move their eyes. This skirt is very tight and shows Bo en's good figure.

Towering chest, revealing the white line, skirt body in the waist a close, too small to touch. And the buttocks wrapped, but it is so round, long tail meandering behind, the front skirt feet are on the knee, showing a pair of snow-white straight legs.

Every step is amorous feelings.

At that time, bochayan was preparing to light a cigarette, but he forgot to move his hand.

He looked at Bo en in a dazed way, and walked to him with an air of self-confidence. He seemed to see a beautiful woman for the first time.

He made no secret of the wonder in his eyes.

Bo en pretended to ignore his eyes. There was a feeling in the solid that he could not say. I told you to dump me four years ago. Now I regret it.

The corner of the mouth lightly picked a smile, a little bit small Ao Jiao: "go, thin total."

Mr. Bo!

Bo Jiayan threw the unburned smoke into the garbage can beside him and bent his arm, which means to let Bo en take his arm.

"Sorry, Mr. Bo, I'm your assistant now. Your arm can only be left to your partner. " Bo en en, with a bag in his hand and a skirt in his hand, swaggered toward the elevator.

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

Looking at the appearance of Bo en's small drag, the corners of his mouth gently hook a smile, nothing to say, Xiaoran posture, walked toward her past, her small waist, to the arms of a hug, with a bit of strength.

"It's time to get off work. You're no longer my assistant. You're my girlfriend."

"Bo Jiayan..."

"Little uncle." Bo Jiayan looked at her with a smile, "even if it's not my girlfriend, my little uncle politely embraces my niece's waist, it doesn't hurt."

Bo en en

This man is really getting more and more black. There's no one who can be more cheeky.

Since the resistance was invalid, Bo en en let it be and let Bo Jia Yan hold her waist.

In fact, in my heart, I really miss the feeling of being held in his arms.

So down-to-earth, warm, throbbing, just