Kiss You, Sweetheart

Now, his life experience has been noted by the world, and his life has been exposed to the prying of the public, which is not what he yearns for.

At noon, they had dinner in a barbecue bar by the sea.

As the sea breeze is blowing, it's a bit cool. In a small shed built at will, there are a few tables of people sitting there.

The waiter brought two iced beers and put them in front of them.

"Your food will come soon." The waiter said with a smile and put a pot of fruit in front of Bo Jiayan. He couldn't help looking at him.

She didn't recognize him as the big prince, but simply felt that this man was very handsome.

Waiting for the waiter to leave, Bo Jiayan pushed the fruit in front of Bo en.

Bo en chuckled: "little uncle, you are too attractive. If this girl knows that it is the eldest prince of her country who has eaten here, will she even treasure the bench you have sat on

With a faint smile, Bo Jiayan took a sip of ice beer and said, "en en, do you think I will like this identity?"

"I don't like it." Bo en shrugged, "but there is no way to change the fact."

Bochayan is silent.

After a while, he took Bo en's hand and said, "anyway, I am me and love you all my life."

Bo en chuckled and gently kissed the back of Bo Jiayan's hand: "I'm honored."

When the food was delivered, it was still the waitress who had just piled up the food in front of bochayan, as if he was the only one to eat.

After lunch, the sun was a bit spicy. They drove back to their apartment to prepare for lunch break.

Under the scorching sun, in the quiet room, there seems to be only one thing for two people to do.

Another touching and sweet love.

Bo en en's whole body seemed to be falling apart. He looked at Bo Jiayan, who was lying on him with a ruddy face. He put his hand into his hair, wet.

"Little uncle, are you going to make up all the things you haven't done in the past four years?"

Bo Jiayan turned over, hugged her, and kissed her neck, with a trace of nostalgia: "who makes you so attractive Like a goblin, I am expected to grow old in my life. "

Bo en was enchanting with a smile: "if you die under the pomegranate skirt, you will be a romantic ghost."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

"How can I die so early that I don't want you to be a widow."

Bo en en suddenly blocked Bo Jiayan's lips with a kiss: "bah, bah, we are not allowed to talk about anything that can't die."

Bo Jia said with a light smile, looking for Bo en en's face: "take a bath together."

They were sweating too much.

He got up first, picked up Bo en and went into the bathroom together.

When taking a bath, although there is no substantive intimacy, it is also lingering and makes people blush and heartbeat. After nearly an hour, they finished washing and changed their clothes. Then they are ready to lie on the bed and have a quiet rest.

But the doorbell rang.

Bo Jiayan frowned slightly, obviously not happy to be disturbed.

"You sleep. I'll see who it is. Maybe it's property management." Bo en got out of bed and tied up his long hair with a rubber band as he walked.

The knock on the door went on, lighter and polite.

"Here we are." Bo en said and looked up at the cat's eyes. She was slightly stunned when she saw someone coming outside.

A total of three people, men dressed in very formal black, looks humble and polite, two women about 30 years old, bun, very dignified dress, but it does not look like property management.