Kiss You, Sweetheart

Mo Chong slowly appeared at the kitchen door, scratching his head, low voice: "en en, that How to use the washing machine... "

Bo en en

Poor brother Chong, how did you come over these years? This life idiot!

After some teaching, Mo Chong finally learned to use the washing machine.

"It'll dry itself later, and you'll have clothes tomorrow." Bo en patted Mo Chong on the shoulder. "Tomorrow, I'll take you to the mall to buy some clothes. You must be a clothes shelf."

Mo Chong didn't speak.

Tomorrow?

These two words to him, how strange. He won't be with her tomorrow!

They went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa. Bo en twisted up a bottle of beer and handed it to Mo Chong. Xiao gangai said, "brother Chong, I still remember that we went fishing in the river in summer, and then roasted it to eat. A little carp. We drank a box of beer and finally fell drunk by the river. We didn't come back all night.

At that time, my grandmother was scared to have a heart attack. She thought I was missing. "

Bo en said with a smile, his face full of warm memories.

Mo Chong wanted to borrow money, but when he saw Bo en's warm expression, his words choked in his throat. He twisted up his beer bottle and took a big sip.

Bo en en looked at him drinking, his eyes moistened: "even the drinking posture is the same as four years ago, you are not my Chong brother, who else can you be?"

Mo slipped his throat and looked at the light in Bo en's eyes. His mind moved a little, but he soon restrained himself and cooled his mind.

He told himself that he had only one purpose to come to her - to borrow money.

Mo Chong put down the wine bottle and said, "well, there's one thing..."

Knock on the door!

Don't rush that depressed, don't borrow a money, he several times want to say didn't say.

Bo en booed, got up and said, "I'll see who it is."

Mo Chong's expression is a little cold, subconsciously gives birth to a trace of usual vigilance.

Bo en went to the door barefoot and opened the lid of cat's eye. Mo Chong doesn't want to see people, so she has to see who is coming to determine whether she should be at home.

At the door, Qi shaoxun stood with a low expression and a faint chill.

Why is he here?

Bo en was stunned.

Mo Chong is staring at her action, looking at Bo en en's reaction, it should be an acquaintance.

Qi shaoxun knocked on the door. Seeing that there was no reflection in the room, he raised his voice: "en en, I know you are here."

Bo en en

This feeling, too sensitive.

Bo en en couldn't pretend that she was not there. She turned around and pointed to the guest room. Mo Chong nodded. She got up and went to the guest room and closed the door gently.

Bo en tidied up his clothes, then opened the door, a faint smile: "shaoxun."

Qi shaoxun looked at her deeply and said: "I thought that even the door would not be opened to me."

"No way." Bo en side open body to let, "come in."

Qi shaoxun went directly into the room. At a glance, he saw several bottles of beer and some bittern on the tea table. In the kitchen, came the drum washing machine dehydration when the sound of rotation.

Qi shaoxun's eyes flashed a low suspicion.

"Someone?"

"Gone." Bowen replied calmly.

"Who?"

Bo en smiles and doesn't plan to answer.