Kiss You, Sweetheart

She went to pour the wine for bochayan, filled the glass with wine, and then held it to bochayan. She really nearly drunk, holding the glass of hand is shaking, wine spilled some on her hand.

She sent the glass to Bo Jiayan with a trembling smile and said, "little uncle, I love you so much, so I'll give you a full glass of wine. Little uncle, don't you drink it? "

Bochayan lowered his eyes and took the wine cup in bochayan's hand.

Bo en en took up his cup, and the wine sprinkling man reached over and touched Bo Jiayan's cup, but he couldn't speak straight: "little, little uncle, thank you I saved my life 12 years ago. Thank you for taking me back to Bo's home Without my little uncle, there would be no me, Bo en. "

When Bo en said this, he suddenly gave a sad smile and felt that he was really a little ridiculous.

With these words, some people don't respond at all. What's the use? Can a man with a heart of stone be softened in a few words?

Stabbed his heart, others are indifferent.

"Forget it. Drink it. Do it first."

Put the glass to the mouth, Bo en looked up and drank freely.

Seeing her drinking like drinking water, song Zhixin clenched his fists. He was so distressed that he didn't believe that Bo Jiayan would be indifferent.

But Bo Jiayan is really just cold drinking wine. Song Zhixin really wants to curse his mother. I've been a soldier for four years, and I've been hardened!

They almost finished drinking at the same time. Bo en's hand was soft, but he didn't put the cup firmly. The foot of the cup broke on the marble table.

Song Zhixin quickly took her hand to check. Fortunately, she was not stabbed by broken glass.

Bo en en looked at Bo Jiayan pitifully. It was so cold! It's like a stone statue.

For a moment, Bo Jiayan raised his eyes and looked at her coldly: "crazy enough?"

Crazy! Bo en was stunned. It turned out that he thought she was crazy, not a little guilty of ignoring her.

"Enough!" With a sad smile and tears in his eyes, Bo en broke song Zhixin's hand, supported the table and stood up slowly, "that's enough."

This stop is full of twists and turns, with a splitting headache. Bo en turned and walked towards the door, but fell on the soft carpet without a few steps.

"Yes It was song Zhixin who was in a hurry.

Her arm was pulled up and held in her arms, but it was bochayan.

The tears that had been swirling in my eyes finally fell down again. Did he finally pay attention to her?

"Go first." After greeting, Bo Jiayan put his arms around Bo en en and went out of the private room. The corridor was so quiet that people were flustered.

It's been four years since I was hugged, cuddled and distressed by him. Bo en en's face on his left chest, like a stone wall, hard enough to make his heart ache.

"I've been indifferent for more than ten days. What do you care about me now?" Bo en gambled on his anger.

Bogayan, with a cold face and no words, pressed the elevator.

Always like this, not happy to answer, ignore people, Bo en en en suddenly pushed away Bo Jia Yan, angry looking at him.

"Bochayan, you have nothing to say!"

"Go home."

Bo en en

This is really a life-threatening answer. He is so angry that his heart aches. Bo en holds his fist and smashes it on his hard chest like raindrops.

Little roared like a little lioness: "I won't go home, I won't go home,

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