Kiss You, Sweetheart

Qi shaoxun bit his jaw, heartache came in bursts.

He moved his fingers a few times and replied with one word: good!

Ha ha! It seems that he is still more suitable to live in the storm. It's all life, life and can't be reversed.

Let him have to admit it!

Qi shaoxun left with a cold and sharp smile.

***

it has been four years since I sat in the big tiger of bocayan.

Bo en en sits on the soft seat cushion and feels familiar. The whole person is surrounded by a very comfortable memory. She leaned against the back of her chair and remembered the days when she was taken to and from school by bochayan every day.

It's really fast. At that time, I was still young and frivolous. Now I'm an office lady in a professional dress.

Bo en shallow smile, four years ago, he never thought he would wear professional clothes.

"What are you laughing at?" Bo Jia asked softly. In fact, the corners of his mouth were smiling all day. Even the secretaries were surprised. Always cold Bo always laughs!

"Little uncle, I haven't changed cars for four years, and the Bo family's economy is declining?"

"Why change it?" Bocayan looked at her, "so many memories."

"There are no memories, not even a car shock." Someone has come back to be dirty.

Bo Jiayan leaned over, while tying her seat belt, while kissing her on the corner of the mouth: "wait for you, I'll make it up."

Bo en en

He stroked his lips, "little uncle, I used to do all these little actions."

It turns out that she always kisses him secretly.

"Now it's my turn to do it." Bo Jiayan kept on kissing. He continued to entangle her and gently pried open her pink lips, sucking them little by little, which made her ears red.

The company just acquired, many things have to be busy, so he didn't find the time to make out with her during working hours.

Although the present welfare is limited to kissing, he also yearns for it.

So now, I can't wait. Four years. How many kisses do you need to make it up.

The temperature in the car is rising, and Bo en is pressed into his chair. His body is a little stiff instinctively.

Bo Jiayan, aware of this, restrained himself, released Bo en'en, and caressed her face with his doting eyes, as if he could never love or see enough.

"I'm sorry, little uncle." Bo en felt guilty after all.

Bo Jiayan had been on fire for a long time, but she couldn't put him out

Bo Jia Yan solemnized his face, took Bo en en up and sat down, and said in a very positive voice: "don't say sorry for this again." He gently slid her face, facial expression softened, "en en, promise me, no matter what happens in the future, we will be together."

"Well." Bo en nodded, his small arms habitually wrapped around his neck, kiss his lips, warm voice, "Comrade Bo, I'm not with you, who can I be with? Don't worry, you can't get rid of me. "

Bo Jiayan raised his eyebrows and touched his face: "Lao Bo? How old am I? "

Ha ha, Bo en'en laughs, cheerful appearance makes people happy: "so you are also a appearance control, I thought you don't care about anything."

"You are so young, I dare not be too old. I want to grow old with you. "

Bo en en

In an instant, he was moved to moisten his eyes and hugged Bo Jiayan tightly.