Kiss You, Sweetheart

Suddenly know their own life, en en, you know? My first thought is that I can finally be with you, I run to you regardless of everything.

Looking at your little figure, in the crowd, do you know how much I want to hold you tightly at that moment? I look at you and think in my heart, you can be mine at last. "

In a word, Bo en couldn't help but shed tears and fell on the steak. Bo en patted Bo Jiayan's hand and said, "Oh, make people cry. The steak is saltier now."

Bo Jiayan couldn't help kissing her and dried the tears on her face: "en en, from now on, you won't cry any more."

Two people tangled, an hour after eating steak, Bo en en not let Bo Jiayan to wash dishes. It's hard for him to cook for her. Occasionally, she needs to be virtuous.

Boyne tied on her apron and cleaned up the kitchen.

When it was almost finished, a wolf came into the kitchen, hugged Bo en's waist from behind, put his head on her shoulder, and whispered: "finished

Bo en en

How can she not understand Bo Jiayan's mind? His hand is not honest.

He took off her apron and threw it on the stove. His lips were close to her ears. He blew warm air, and Bo en's body could not help softening.

He encircled her waist, gently bit her earlobe, affectionate.

Although Bo en'en's ears are very small, the earlobe is very fleshy. Bo Jiayan's favorite is to bite her earlobe. But this action, is to the girl's full enticement.

Bocayan's gentle lips "sucked" her neck.

Bo en hum a low, hand washing dishes, there is not dry water, so warm hands hook Mo Yan Yu's neck, and his warm kiss up.

He gave her those feelings, really wonderful to unspeakable.

Wave after wave of throbbing, let each other's temperature rise rapidly.

Bo Jiayan raised her and put her on the stove. Her tone was a little frivolous: "baby, do you want me to be gentle or warm?"

Bo en en

The corners of her mouth were full of anger. She stuck it up, kissing Bo Jiayan's ear and holding a cup: "the combination of hardness and softness."

The flame in bochayan's body leaped up in an instant.

……

After taking a bath, Bo en came out. There was no Bo Jia Yan in the room. She came out of the room and saw sparks flashing on the terrace. Bo Jiayan stood by the railing, and the evening wind moved the curtain.

Bo en went over, leaned on the door, looked at his back and asked, "little uncle, what are you thinking?"

Bo Jiayan didn't answer. He just leaned slightly and stretched out his hand to Bo en. Bo en came to him and was held in his arms.

His breath, with a faint smell of tobacco.

"Little uncle, you have something on your mind." Bo en said softly, "no one has peace of mind after knowing his life experience."

Although he was shocked by the joy that they could be together for a while, after everything calmed down, he would still fall into melancholy.

Bo Jia took a breath, put out the cigarette end in the lack of smoke, put Bo en en in his arms with his hands, and put his chin against the top of her hair.

In the dark, his eyes were very quiet.

"I'm just worried about my mother's health."

Bo en was a little silent.