Kiss You, Sweetheart

This gives Bo en some unexplained joy. In fact, her two elder sisters are pretty good-looking, but Bo Jiayan doesn't even look at them. It can be seen from this that her little uncle is definitely a god of asceticism!

Such a high face value, still so clean Tut Tut, this kind of man is dying.

She should not be the first girl to hold him. She even gave him a kiss on the face!

Well, at that time, Bo Xiaoniu really gave Bo Jiayan a kiss with the joy and gratitude of seeing each other for a long time. She didn't have half a greasy heart.

What's more, she pounced on his crotch and caught his bird by accident

"Yes Suddenly, Bo Jiayan called her.

"Ah All of a sudden, the confused little seedlings were frozen by the cold voice of Bo Jiayan.

"Little uncle." His face is thicker than that of the city wall. He is even red.

"Go and pack."

"Oh." Bo en got up and went to his room.

All my cousins live upstairs, only she lives downstairs.

"Master Bo, are you going to leave today?" My cousin had a flattering smile on his face.

"Yes." A very weak response.

"Let's play a few more days. X city is also very interesting. Let's make the most of our friendship as a host..."

Bo Jiayan stood up and said, "I'll help en en clean up."

My cousin

Obviously, I don't want to talk to him anymore.

Bo en was opening the suitcase and putting it on the bed when Bo Jiayan opened the door.

"Little uncle."

Bo Jiayan closed the door behind him and walked slowly to the bedside. He looked at Bo en en with a positive expression: "en en en, change this suit of clothes."

"Not very good." Boone made a circle.

The white circle around his waist made Bo Jiayan avoid his eyes for a moment. He said in a low and cold voice, "change it now."

It's serious!

Bo en Du mouth, lazily toward the wardrobe. It's really evil. She's not willing to accept it, so she takes this little uncle who has only met for a few hours.

She pulled in the cupboard for a while, twisted a dress, turned around and gave bochayan a sly smile.

"Is this OK?" As she said it, she held the little sling, which was not much longer than the bra, in front of her chest and made a provocative gesture.

Bo Jiayan's face suddenly collapsed.

"Bo en en, you're going back to Bo's house soon. If all your clothes are like this, you don't have to take them with you."

Bo en put down his hand and said, "little uncle, all my clothes are like this."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

"You look for a coat."

Bo en pouted and turned around in the closet for a while. Her clavicle is so beautiful. How sexy it is to wear suspenders. She has to cover it.

Old fashioned!

Finally, Bo en pulled out a wrinkled and slightly conservative Plaid short sleeve.

"This!" She spoke to Bocha.

"Yes."

Bo en en threw his clothes on the bed and took his eyes at Bo Jiayan. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, he said with a bad smile: "little uncle, do you want to see me change my clothes?"

Bo Jiayan coldly looked at her action of taking off her clothes. She really had the momentum of sitting still: "the shorts have also been changed."

Half of the farts are out.