Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the phone and went to the living room to answer.

"Little uncle." She slid open the French window and walked to the terrace. By this time, it was already dark. From the high-rise building, the lights of the city were particularly brilliant.

"Where are you?" Bochayan's voice was a little low.

"What's the matter?" Bo en forced himself to have a cold voice.

Boccache was silent.

"I just invited your aunt to cook for you, but you didn't open the door."

It turned out that he invited his aunt to cook. Bo en felt warm in his heart, but he was soon suppressed and said coldly, "I'm not at home, how can I open it?"

"Here you are Bo Jiayan's tone is very positive.

Bo en en

She doesn't want to argue. Bocayan wants to know if she is in. That's a very simple thing. Maybe she's under surveillance.

"Well, what are you thinking?"

Bo Jiayan's tone is so low that Bo en's heart aches.

"Nothing." Bo en raised his head, looked up at the sky and held back tears.

"I'll come."

"No."

Beep, disconnection

Bo en took a breath with her mobile phone. She only ate half of the meal, but she had no appetite. Standing quietly on the terrace, Bo Xiao saw that she hadn't come in for a long time, so he went over and stood beside her, silent with her.

He is not very comforting, especially the special sensitive relationship between Bo en en and Bo Jiayan.

But he would pass the paper.

Bo en en took it and gently wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He said with a smile, "little cousin, I'll hide in your place tonight. I'll go back at 12 o'clock."

Bo Xiao looked at her and said "um" quietly.

The phone call was made in the garden. At that time, song Lifang was calling him for dinner, and then she heard his call.

I can hear that Bo Jiayan is full of loss. Song Lifang is distressed for her son, but she is very worried to see that he has not given up on en'en. After thinking about it, he turned and left.

She went back to the living room and called Zhou Yumei: "Yumei, come and have dinner. You see, I asked you to go to K country, and you were frightened as a result. My aunt was very sorry... "

The library explosion caused a sensation in K country, but it is estimated that Ming Chengxian will find a scapegoat to answer the charge.

Song Lifang hung up her cell phone and saw Bo Jiayan come into the room with deep air conditioning. When she saw song Lifang, she said, "Mom, I'll go out for a while."

Song Lifang pretended that she didn't know anything: "Jiayan, dinner is coming soon. Where are you going?"

"A little party." Bocayan said casually, ready to go upstairs.

"Since it's a small party, let's push it. There will be guests at home." Song Lifang said.

Bo Jiayan pauses at the stairway. Unexpectedly, song Lifang stops him from socializing today. Usually, she never interferes in his work.

"Mom, not so good."

"What's wrong?" Song Lifang didn't think so. She was determined to leave Bo Jiayan behind. "You're so humble. What noble guest needs you to accompany?

You just came home yesterday. Can't you stay with your mother tonight? Up to now, I still have a lingering fear. If you don't escape, what should mom do? "

Song Lifang said, covering her chest, heartache is true, worry about Bo Jiayan is true, but now she used to contain Bo Jiayan.

"Ma." Bo Jiayan quickly went to help her, "you have a rest."