Kiss You, Sweetheart

All day long, I follow Bo en's back and listen to her.

Although Bo Xin is one year younger than her, she is in senior three and the same class as her. He took Bo en with him to socialize all day. He saw this classmate, that classmate, who had not started school yet. Bo en had already got on well with most of the students in his class.

Even Bo Xin has become her little follower. Naturally, she is also a big sister in her class.

At the end of August, the weather is still a little hot. There are few days left to leave school. Idle boring, Bo en pull Bo Xin shopping.

They rubbed the air conditioner in the shopping mall and wandered aimlessly. In a fashion, I bought a long chestnut wig with a curly tail. When Bo en wore it, even Bo Xin was amazed. It was really different from her short hair image, gentle as a lady.

Bo en was holding a wig, but he was a little bit dispirited.

More than ten days later, Bo Jiayan didn't give her a phone call. When Bo en thought of it, he was very unhappy.

What the man says to have time to contact you, absolutely force is an interface.

Bo en scratched Bo Jiayan's phone number, some ready to move, want to call and some scruples. She knew that the army was well disciplined and was afraid that her phone call would affect him.

Oh, it's boring.

Bo en is sighing, but Bo Xin's mobile phone rings. It's from a classmate. Bo Xin's phone rings.

After he hung up the phone, he looked at Bo en with a smile: "elder sister, Luo Zhiqi's birthday. In the evening, he invited us to sing at Dihao. I've come to call you

Luo Zhiqi is a classmate. Bo en'en is more in tune with her forthright character. Bo en is not happy in her heart. When she listens to singing and drinking, it just suits her heart.

Beautiful neon, embellishing the night of S City, intoxicated!

Dihao Entertainment City, s city's most upscale golden cave, the most favorite entertainment place for the rich.

The open-air parking lot in front of the door is full of all kinds of luxury cars, one by one luxurious, dazzling.

A large group of young boys and girls, laughing into the rich club.

Everyone's face is full of youth pride and indifference. Youth is used to squander, pain, struggle and toss.

Luo Zhiqi made an appointment with more than ten students. As soon as she threw the VIP card to the front desk, Miss Qian Jin's momentum came out: "give me the 999 luxury bag."

It's the biggest luxury bag in Dihao entertainment city. The minimum consumption in it is in 10000.

"Pride, Zhiqi." Bo Xin extends his thumb to Luo Zhiqi.

Luo Zhiqi took Bo en en's shoulder and said, "please play with her for the first time. If you don't play in the biggest private room, I'm sorry for her identity."

"That's true. We can't be wronged." Other people's attitude towards Bo en'en is absolutely flattering, "by the way, you brush your face. Maybe you can get a discount."

This imperial entertainment city is the Song family's industry, that is, song Lifang's mother's industry. If she signs up, she will get a better discount.

But

Bo Xin hummed to one side with a smile: "she sneaked out to drink, but also dare to brush her face, dare to let granny know?"

At this time, the receptionist said politely to Luo Zhiqi: "sorry, Miss Luo, 999 luxury bags have been reserved, now only 888 luxury bags are left, do you need them?"

"Who dares to fight with us?"

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what can I say today? I wish you all happiness!