Kiss You, Sweetheart

When bochayan went to take a bath, bochayan poured two glasses of milk and took it to the microwave to heat it. There was no food in the fridge, only eggs. Bo en couldn't fry eggs, so he had to cook them in white water.

Bo Jiayan put a bath towel around his waist and looked at Bo en en en's busy little figure in the kitchen. Like a little wife, he just felt sweet.

What else does he want? In this way and her ordinary life together, has been the greatest happiness.

Flashy, only with her, is the happiest thing.

Bo Jiayan went over and took Bo en en into his arms, kissing her cheek. Her hand wrapped Bo en's hand, and her finger was wearing the huge diamond ring, which pierced his palm.

"Well, after a while, shall we get married?"

Bo en mouth gently hook smile: "ring all received, do not marry?"

"No way." Bo Jiayan hugged her, full of love, "this life, next life, you don't want to, you can only be my Bo Jiayan woman."

"Next life, you will be called Bo Jiayan."

Bo Jiayan bit her shoulder and knew how to play poor.

"Ah, the eggs are ready." Bo en en exclaimed, broke open Bo Jiayan, went to lift the lid of the pot, and scooped up two eggs with a leaky spoon, "little uncle, two eggs, that's enough."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

That sounds so awkward.

After breakfast, they drove to the seaside. K country is picturesque. Everywhere is scenery.

The blue sea is especially open-minded.

Two hands hand in hand, barefoot on the beach. Although they didn't do anything, they made others feel their special love.

That is a kind of unspeakable feeling, people in love, eyebrows, eyes, with love.

Two people gradually toward no one's sea, under the foot of the sand, some hurt feet, Bo Jiayan back Bo en en en on the body, step by step.

The waves, some of them surging against the rocks.

Bo Enfu on his back, Wen Sheng said: "little uncle, I really want to go like this for a lifetime."

"Well, it will." Boga replied softly.

Not far away, there was a rock. Bochayan went over and put down bochayan.

Looking at the stone, Bo Jiayan suddenly laughs.

Bo en looked at him: "what are you laughing at?"

Bo Jiayan lowered his body, breathing hot straight spray, Bo en en's face, the tone is particularly ambiguous: "still remember that time, at the seaside..."

Bo en en

Men, always remember those exciting scenes.

She gently drew a circle on Bo Jiayan's chest with her fingers, a little bit of temptation: "how, want to relive the old dream?"

"It's not impossible." Boka said, and then he kisses her neck socket.

Bo en slightly hiding: "little uncle, be careful of excessive indulgence."

"My body, are you worried?" Bo Jiayan even kisses with biting, full of passion, "is it you, can't bear..."

Bo en was unconvinced: "only the dead cattle can plough the bad land."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

Provocation!

The sea breeze came slowly, and she was tightly attached to Bo en en's clothes, which made her chest look very high. Bo Jiayan lowered down and wanted to indulge

On the coastal road, a Rolls Royce is quietly parked.

Ming Yanyao's handsome face, wearing big sunglasses, the whole person is cold and cool. But the action of supporting chin reveals his interest in the scene of reef.

Mouth slightly up, fingers pull the button, slowly closed the window.