Kiss You, Sweetheart

You care whether I go back or not, I hate you, I hate you, Bo Jiayan, you'd better leave me alone for the rest of your life... "

Bo Jiayan easily caught her waving hand. Bo en'en was still throwing her hand. When she couldn't move her hand, she kicked it with her feet. But it was like kicking on an iron pillar and hurting her feet, but Bo Jiayan didn't move.

Who is this

The elevator door slid open, and Bo Jiayan dragged her in. Bo en'en was still struggling in his arms. Bo Jiayan controlled her two hands with only one hand, and pressed the number key on the first floor with the other hand.

This great disparity of strength made Bo en feel desperate. He suddenly felt that he had no way to deal with this cold and heartless man. This is the only way he treats her

Heartache, even a stomachache, struggling, Bo en's stomach surged, in the elevator door sliding open, she also wow, sprayed Bo Jiayan's dirt, of course, and herself.

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

***

when Bo Jiayan carried Bo en'en into the car, she was already paralyzed into a pile of mud. The dirt on their bodies is very spectacular, and the sour smell of wine permeates all around.

Bo en leaned back in the chair, eyes closed, eyelashes long, like a doll.

Bogayan looked down at her for several seconds. At this time, Bo en was sleeping like a baby, completely different from the little tiger he had just splashed.

He took the wipes and went to wipe the dirt off bo'en's chest.

But as soon as his hand touched Bo en's chest, he regretted his action. The soft touch, like trapped in the clouds, made his hands stiff.

But what if he doesn't deal with it? Bo Jiayan sighed with a low sigh. He hardened his head and gently wiped off the filth on Bo en en's chest. He didn't dare to use too much force.

After wiping Bo en's, he wiped his body again, but there was still a bad smell coming out. It's intolerable for people who are clean and unsociable.

He opened the windows all around, but as soon as he drove, the night wind came in. Looking at Bo en's dress with bare arms, he had to close all the windows.

"Little uncle." Bo en suddenly murmured, small hands in the air intentionally or unintentionally waving.

Bo Jiayan looked at her and subconsciously raised his right hand to her little hand. Bo en en immediately grabbed his finger, with a little panic expression, and immediately calmed down.

"Little uncle, don't leave. I feel so bad." Bo en put Bo Jiayan's hand on his chest, and his brow wrinkled slightly.

When it's hard to drink, regardless of the consequences? reap the fruits of one's actions.

Bo Jiayan was cold and pulled out Bo en'en's hand. Though separated by a layer of clothes, his tentacles are warm, so soft that he

Bo Jiayan was annoyed.

All the way smooth, in addition to the car smell bad, Bo en en also cooperate with the no move.

I just got a call from Song Lifang to Bo en en in the middle of the way. It's estimated that she didn't come back so late and called Guan to ask.

"Mother," he said

"Jiayan?" Song Lifang was surprised. She hesitated. She seemed to have a look at her mobile phone number. When she found it was correct, she said, "this is en en's phone."

"Well, she's in my car." Bo Jiayan's tone is calm.

"What's the matter? Didn't she go to her classmate's birthday party with Bo Xin?