Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Well."

Bo en en opened the door and got out of the car. As soon as she stood, Bo Jiayan drove away.

Bo en en

How urgent!

She turned and entered the code at the gate of the iron flower. The long cobblestone path led to the gate of the thin house.

Around the garden, there are bodyguards on idle patrol.

In the living room, Zhou's mother was picking up the water from the water dispenser. When she saw Bo en en, she said with a smile, "young lady, you're back."

Bo en nodded with a smile and asked, "is grandma on lunch break?"

Zhou Ma suddenly sighed and spread out the palm of her hand. There was medicine on it: "my wife is not feeling well. I'll send her medicine. I don't know what I argued with the young master about. My chest is very stuffy and I won't go to the hospital. "

Bo en drooped his eyes. Bo Jiayan really quarreled with song Lifang again. It's about Zhou Yumei.

"Give me the medicine. I'll see grandma." Bo en reaches for his hand.

"Good." Zhou's mother carefully put the medicine on Bo en's hand and handed her the water cup. "Little Miss, go and comfort your wife. She always hurts you. When you come back, she will be very happy."

Bo en gently laughed and went upstairs with the medicine.

Song Lifang leans on the head of the bed, her face is very bad, and Bo Kun accompanies her. When Bo en opened the door, he heard Bo Kun persuading her: "ah Fang, I'd better go to the hospital for a period of time. I'm not sure that you've been ill these days. "

"What's the cure? It's dead." Song Lifang lamented, with a hint of weeping.

Bo en was very upset when he listened. It is because of her that Bo Jiayan insists on not being with Zhou Yumei.

She went into the room, put on a smiling face, called out: "grandma, I'm back."

Song Lifang's spirit was invigorated, but soon she thought of something. Her eyes were dim again, and a touch of heartache flashed by.

In my heart, I suddenly complained about Bo en.

If she didn't pester Bo Jiayan, how could Bo Jiayan not want to get married? Her son, to let her granddaughter to drag life

Think about it, a burst of chest pain, frown.

Bo en en went to the bed with water. She thought she would see song Lifang's smiling face. However, she saw her low and cold look. Looking at her own eyes, she was indifferent and complicated.

Song Lifang said faintly: "come back."

Her cool look made Bo en's heart thump and feel bad.

Song Lifang was never willing to show her her face. Why is it now?

But with a steady smile, Bo en went to the side of song Lifang's bed and handed the water cup and medicine up: "grandma, why are you uncomfortable?"

Ha ha!

Song Lifang a little faint smile, powerless look, she took a look at Bo en en's hands of medicine, took, took, and did not answer Bo en's words.

Bo en's heart is like being entangled by countless threads.

What's the matter, grandma? How could you treat her with such an attitude?

Song Lifang's attitude also made Bo Kun a little strange, but he thought that she must be too tired, so he didn't have much spirit, and he didn't think much. He called Bo en en: "en en en, sit down and talk to your grandmother for a while."

Bo en nodded and sat down on Bo Kun's stool.

Song Lifang had just finished eating the medicine. She handed Bo Kun the water cup and said softly, "old man, you can do your business. If you are kind enough to accompany me."