Kiss You, Sweetheart

At this point, the old curtain replays.

Heart, like what tightly clenched a like, Bo Xin suddenly pushed the girl to the wall a paste, eyes low cold looking at her at this time some small flustered face.

The face under the heavy makeup should be very small.

The girl's chat up at night is just the beginning of the meeting.

Bo Xin leaned slightly, staring at the girl's face, he seemed to find a trace of someone's shadow from her face.

Heart sad smile, tone but with a little light pick: "want to open a room?"

The girl looked surprised.

Bo Xin asked directly.

She flashed her big eyes a few times, looked at Bo Xin's handsome face in a little panic, and some of her heart beat.

This man, good-looking burst watch, very women's heart.

What's more, he's wearing famous brands. He's the son of a rich family.

The girl slightly moved her mind, slightly slipped her throat, pretended to be old: "OK, upstairs is the hotel, very convenient."

Those who come here are all understanding people. If they want to play, if they don't, they refuse. There's no tangle.

Bo Xin closed her eyes, clasped the girl's wrist, and dragged her away.

As he walked, he called Bo en.

"Sister, I've got it. Open a room upstairs. Wait for me. Soon

With that, he hung up.

Bo en, holding the disconnected mobile phone, is stunned.

Soon? Is there a man who says that about his sexual ability? Bo Xin, Bo Xin, you want to laugh me to death.

You're not really a second shooter, are you!

Bo Xin said very quickly that it was just a word to make Bo en feel at ease. He didn't want to keep her waiting for a long time. He didn't think of anything else.

In the lobby of the hotel, Bo Xin quickly opened the room.

The girl sat on the sofa waiting for him, staring at Bo Xin all the time. She took a front photo of him and sent it to a wechat group.

Sisters, this man looks rich. Find out who it is.

As soon as she finished sending the news, Bo Xin came over. The girl quickly put away her mobile phone and gave Bo Xin a gentle smile.

"All right?" She seems to have opened a room many times, with a very sophisticated tone.

Bo Xin looked at her, did not speak, directly toward the elevator.

The girl followed.

Two people quietly took the elevator to the 18th floor. When the elevator door slid open, the girl's mobile phone vibrated. She is one step behind Bo Xin and points to open wechat.

Yinzi, you've got it. He's Bo Xin, the young master of the Bo family. Your mother's money is available. How much do you want and how much does he give you.

The girl is holding a cell phone and her heart is beating very hard.

She looked at Bo Xin who was opening the door with her room card and thought it was incredible. How could she make a casual appointment with a big fish?

When the girl came into the room, Bo Xin was sitting by the bed, cold as ice.

The girl walked over and stood in front of Bo Xin.

Bo Xin slowly raised her eyes and looked at the girl. In her big clear eyes, she pretended to be mature. She pretended to be very sophisticated. In fact, she should be a simple child.

But these are not what Bo Xin should care about. He looks at that face, but another face overlaps in his mind.

In fact, it's not like that. It's just this dress. It's very similar to the meow treasure at that time.

Heart, slight pain.

Bo Xin raised his hand. The girl took a look and put her little hand in his palm. She thought he would hold her hand, but Bo Xin buttoned her wrist directly