Kiss You, Sweetheart

Song Zhixin chuckles, and the demons lengthen their endings. He looks at Bo en en mysteriously and says, "I don't know if your little uncle will be angry."

Little uncle? Bo Jiayan?

"What?" Bo en's eyes were blurred, and he looked at Song Zhixin vaguely.

"Gayan is in it." With a smile, song Zhixin reached for Bo en's shoulder and said, "don't go out of the private room so as not to be seen by him.

Don't worry. I'll keep it a secret for you. Bo Xin, take good care of en en. "

"Thank you, uncle Zhixin. Don't worry." Bo Xin nodded and was reaching out to pull Bo en en, but she was drunk and pushed away.

She grabbed song Zhixin's wrist. Her eyes were shining with scorching light. She didn't believe it: "little uncle is drinking with you?"

Song Zhixin was stunned for a moment. Ji'er said gently, "I called him to come out. You know, it's really bad to ask him out..."

Before Song Zhixin finished speaking, Bo en had already broken his hand and pushed open the heavy door of 999 private room.

Bo Xin was startled. He stepped forward to follow him in and drew back. He was afraid of Bo Jiayan, so he dared to die!

"Yes Song Zhixin quickly follows in. Little girl, isn't this a self cast arrest?

Dim lights, a room full of wine. Someone was singing with a microphone when Bo en burst in and stopped singing.

This private room is bigger than 888 with more luxurious facilities. It's a luxury for a few people to play in such a big place.

On the tea table, several bottles of red wine have been opened. Obviously, these people have drunk a lot.

Bo Jiayan, like a king in the dark, is sitting on the sofa with his legs up. He is holding a wine cup in his hand. As soon as it is delivered to his lips, he sees Bo en who suddenly rushes in.

His deep eyes light, lightly provoked, fell on en en's body, the expression didn't show a minute of surprise because of her sudden intrusion.

The light was not clear, and Bo en couldn't see his expression clearly, but the coldness on his body almost reduced the temperature in the private room to zero.

If it was him, if he was there, Bo en stirred up a sneer. She thought that he was so busy that he didn't have time to call her.

As a result, there is leisure and a group of people drinking here.

It's really cool.

For more than ten days, she has been sleeping in his bed every night. She needs to smell the rest of his body to sleep peacefully. But what about him? I guess I have never thought of the existence of a man named Bo en.

What a cold and heartless guy. The more Bo en thought about it, the more painful he felt!

They looked at each other quietly, and did not speak.

Song Zhixin quickly turned off the music, and the private room was quiet.

He laughed at Bo Jiayan and explained: "Jiayan, en en had a birthday with his classmates in the opposite private room and drank a little wine."

Bo Jiayan didn't make a sound, and his eyes on Bo en'en also drooped slightly, quietly drinking.

The atmosphere was dignified, and the others were afraid to speak. There were only a few friends and no woman drinking with him. Bo Jiayan never allowed them to bring messy women to play on such occasions, unless they were genuine girlfriends.

But this group of rich second generation, people are not romantic, no one has a real girlfriend, so only a few old men accompany him to drink wine.

Although Bo Jiayan didn't say anything,

he said nothing