Kiss You, Sweetheart

"At first glance, Mrs. Bo is a kind mother." Ming Zongze praised.

"Thank you for your praise. All the mothers in the world are kind to their children." Song Lifang said with a smile.

In the heart, but more and more restless.

Ming Zongze's praise for her seems very special. Li said that praising a woman should be based on her dress, appearance and temperament. However, Ming Zongze deliberately mentioned her mother's identity, which made song Lifang feel uneasy.

After greeting each other, bochayan stretched out his hand to the sofa.

"Your Majesty, second highness, please sit down."

Ming Zongze moved his eyes, gave Bo Jiayan a kind smile and sat down on the sofa with his clothes folded.

Bo Kun took song Lifang and sat down. For a moment, everyone didn't speak. It seemed that they were waiting for Ming Zongze to speak.

No one knows what happened when the king of a country suddenly arrived.

Ming Zongze Wenze's eyes, has been falling on Bo Jiayan's body, accumulated a layer of deep emotion, that eyes, let song Lifang's heart, more tight.

Bo Kun has been looking at Bo Jiayan with such fatherly eyes?

Now, what does Ming Zongze mean when he looks at Bo Jiayan like this?

As she was wondering, Ming yanmao opened his mouth, and his voice was always cold: "today, my father and I came to our house, there is an extremely important thing to announce, which concerns the blood of the royal family."

Bo Jiayan's eyes light slightly pick, there is a trace of doubt.

But song Lifang's face was pale in an instant. Blood, she was afraid to hear these two words, her face was full of tension, and she grasped Bo Kun's hand.

Under the instruction of Ming Yanyao, a bodyguard standing on one side handed the leather bag to Bo Kun with both hands.

Bo Kun quickly stood up and took it with both hands.

"Mr. Bo, let's see if there is any problem first." Ming Yanjing said.

Bo Kun's heart, in fact, is the same as song Lifang's, understanding the seven or eight points, holding the bag's hand, a little trembling. He took a look at Bo Jiayan with a calm look and slowly opened the bag. Just as he was about to take out the report, song Lifang suddenly lost her grace and knocked out the bag in his hand with a scream.

"Don't look, don't look."

Bo Kun was unprepared, and the bag fell to the ground. Song Lifang squatted down to pick it up, but Ming yanmao quickly picked it up, and said with a calm expression: "Madam Bo, please don't get excited. All you can destroy is this piece of paper. "

Song Lifang's body falters, and Bo Kun helps her quickly. In the end, he is more able to weather than song Lifang. He steadies his inner emotion and reaches out his hand to Ming Yanyao. Jing says, "give it to me."

Ming Yankui handed the paper bag up.

At this time, sitting on one side of Bo Jiayan, slightly drooped his eyes, his face became a little cold.

But he didn't say anything for the time being.

There are bodyguards standing on Song Lifang's side to prevent her impulse at any time. As Bo Kun slowly pulls out the paper bag, song Lifang softens and falls down on the sofa. Her eyes turn red. With a sad look, she looks at Bo Jiayan.

Bo Jiayan's eyebrows are slightly locked, and song Lifang's expression is sad, like the end of the world.

At this time, Bo Kun had drawn out the paper. The more he looked, the more his hands trembled. Finally, his face became as pale as song Lifang.