Kiss You, Sweetheart

She said, and jumped, and her soft lips stuck to bochayan's lips.

She has plenty of ways to deal with him.

The warm touch melted the ice on his face. However, he still did not speak, just turned his hand back, took Bo en's hand, and walked towards the road.

At this time, Mo Chong has disappeared.

When they came to the car, Bo Jiayan's face was as cold as rain. A little not gentle to Bo en en "throw" to the car.

Bo en curled his mouth, and when he got on the bus, he muttered: "little uncle, don't be cold and violent, talk."

Bo Jiayan cold eyes, staring at the front, hands on the steering wheel, turned his head, deeply looked at Bo en en: "en en en, only you dare to play me as a monkey!"

Bo en en

"Little uncle, what are you talking about?" Bo en opened his innocent eyes, flickering and flickering very simple, "I know, you are angry, I came to X city without telling you.

Actually, I'm seeing Tong Dongyun also thought that he was mo Chong, so he was very excited to bring him to see his uncle and aunt in X city.

As a result, he is not Mo Chong. "

Bo Jiayan listened, breathed a deep breath, and his eyes were deep: "en en, Mo Chong's disappearance may be related to XF organization. You should consider whether you want to tell me the truth."

Bo en en

In fact, her heart in the extreme struggle, on the one hand is the little bamboo horse, deep feelings. He has a special identity and doesn't want to be known. She promised him to keep it secret.

On one side is the man you love most. There should be no secret between you. But if you tell him, it's like exposing Mo Chong. Bo en is really in a dilemma.

Moreover, the so-called Mo Chong has never admitted that he is mo Chong.

Bo en bit his lip slightly and yelled: "little uncle How can I tell the truth... "

"I don't embarrass you." Bocha said coldly and stepped on the gas to leave.

It doesn't matter if Bo en doesn't say it. He has n ways to find out whether this man is mo Chong or Tong Dongyun.

Bo Jiayan was very unhappy. Although he was not angry, Bo en en knew that the more patient he was, the more angry he was.

"Little uncle Little uncle... " Bo en was softer and softer than before, but Bo Jia's words were hard and did not speak.

It can be seen that the anger is really not small.

In the breakfast shop, Bo enen called a bowl of oil tea, stirred the seasonings, took a bite and praised: "eat well, I must have two bowls.

Little uncle, would you like a drink

Bo en en said, scooping a spoon to Bo Jia Yan's mouth, a face of flattery.

At this time, how could Bo Jiayan cooperate? He turned his black face to one side and gently blocked Bo en's hand with his hand. He said, "eat quickly."

Bo en turned his mouth and stared at Bo Jiayan. This guy, just get angry. She has a long face for so long. She has apologized many times in the car, but there is no sign of tenderness.

Bo en's hand retracted back, pink lips murmured: "little uncle, don't force me."

Bo Jiayan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "what are you forced to do?"

The corner of Bo en's mouth gave a small bad smile. Suddenly, he crossed Bo Jiayan's neck and gave him a deep kiss. Small pink tongue easily slipped into the mouth of Bo Jiayan, wantonly provocative.