Kiss You, Sweetheart

Gently across song Lifang's shoulder, Wen said: "don't think about those things that have been for a long time, by adding trouble."

Song Lifang shakes her head. Bo Jiayan and Bo enen are entangled in this way. Can she not worry?

Maybe she should have a showdown?

After Bo Jiayan hung up his mobile phone, he turned on the tap and washed his hands. Suddenly he felt chilly behind him. He suddenly looked up and saw in the mirror a tall man in black, wearing wide sunglasses, with his head down, standing quietly behind him.

He was wearing a T-shirt with a hat on his head, which was a bit frightening. He stood behind him like a god of death.

However, when Bo Jiayan raised his head, he took a step and naturally stood in front of a nearby wash basin. He turned on the tap and washed his hands calmly.

Bo Jiayan saw a thick cocoon on his hand and some shallow marks left on the back of his hand after the wound healed.

This is not an ordinary person!

Bogayan looked cold and watched the man wash his hands and leave the bathroom with his head down.

He paused for a second, then followed out, but in the corridor, the figure of the man had disappeared. Bo Jiayan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He hurried back to the cafe. There was no Bo en en on his seat, but the two books were still on the table.

Bocayan's heart suddenly sank, and a kind of fear spread in his heart. For a moment, he felt like the collapse of heaven and the collapse of earth. But soon he saw a small note on the table. He rushed over and picked it up.

Go downstairs for a while!

Bo Jiayan's heart suddenly fell back to its original position, and his body was a little soft sitting on the sofa.

He was not afraid of anything, except that the woman's accident and the terrible scene four years ago would reappear.

He was afraid that he would have another accident under her eyes.

Bo Jiayan took a deep breath. The sudden fear in his heart made him warm. At this time, he gradually calmed down. He called Bo en en and asked her what she was doing downstairs.

But the line is busy! Who are you talking to? Bo Jiayan's eyebrows were slightly twisted.

At this time, Bo en was on the phone with Qi shaoxun.

Just as Bo Jiayan gets up to go to the bathroom, Bo en receives a call from Qi shaoxun.

A few minutes ago, Qi shaoxun got out of the taxi and stood across the street from the library, looking at the library on the second floor with deep eyes.

Bo en'en and Bo Jiayan are sitting by the window. The way she looks at a book with low eyes is reflected on the glass window, so charming.

Looking at her well, Qi shaoxun was relieved, but his heart was still a little uneasy.

I can't say why. This task of intuitive blood Luo must have something to do with bochayan. However, the rule of the organization is that no one should interfere with the task object.

Qi shaoxun clenched his mobile phone tightly, and his blue veins were protruding.

He saw Bo Jiayan leave with his mobile phone.

Qi shaoxun hesitated for a moment, and finally called xueluo. Qi shaoxun breathed a sigh of relief. The characteristic of xueluo's action is that he will turn off the power before the action.

But he didn't turn it off at this time, which means that he didn't act.

"Little master." The surrounding environment was too quiet, which made xueluo's voice extremely low and terrible.

Qi shaoxun choked his throat and looked around. There was no one. Then he lowered his voice and asked, "who is the object?"

"Little master?" Xueluo was very surprised,