Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo Jiayan hesitated for a moment and handed the skirt to Han Xiyuan.

Bo en en couldn't refuse Han Xiyuan's help on such an occasion. Although she didn't want her to send her to the bathroom, she politely said, "thank you."

No wonder this dress is too inconvenient.

"You're welcome. Let's go, Miss Bo." Han Xiyuan grabbed the skirt, careful not to improve, so as not to let Bo en run out. She was very considerate.

"Xiyuan has always been so considerate." Even the blue Pavilion couldn't help praising, "it's worthy of being the first beauty of K country. We have to learn more from her. "

"Xueyin is also one of the girls in a hundred." Ming Zongze praised, "on this birthday, a'ao flew to s city to spend time with her."

"I know, ah Yi has a heart." Blue Pavilion nods and smiles.

As for the marriage of their children, they all know it by heart. Although Bo Jiayan's return to China made it impossible for Ming Yanyao to become the king of the K Kingdom, with his courage, he will do something in the future. LAN Ge is optimistic about him.

So, I want to marry my daughter to Ming Yanyao.

Bo Jiayan listened carelessly and occasionally put in one or two sentences. His tone was light and lofty.

The restroom in the banquet hall is very large and luxurious. I can't see it is the restroom at all. There is a faint fragrance in the air.

Outside the compartment is a ladies' dressing room with luxurious European style sofas and large French windows, revealing the outdoor scenery. The light of the lantern sprinkles on the flowers in the garden.

The toilet room is also very large and well-equipped, so Bo en en's skirt has no place to put it down.

Han Xiyuan carefully put the mop on the ground and pushed open the door of the compartment for Bo en.

"Thank you, Miss Han." Thanks again.

Han Xiyuan smile friendly: "Miss Bo, don't be polite, I'll make up outside, please call me if you have anything."

Bo en nodded and gently closed the door.

When she came out of the compartment, Han Xiyuan was sitting gracefully on the sofa waiting for her.

With a long skirt, Bo en went to the washing table and took the hand sanitizer to wash his hands. In the mirror, Han Xiyuan's beautiful and delicate face was just reflected.

Her lips slightly smile, looking at Bo en's eyes, slightly profound.

"Miss Bo, I really envy you for being able to associate with such an outstanding man."

Bo en pause for a while, looking at Han Xiyuan from the mirror, a faint smile, did not say anything else.

Han Xiyuan slowly stood up and walked towards her, with a thin waist and a Manman: "in fact, when his Highness the eldest prince was still thin, I had already noticed him. He was a handsome and talented man, and he had a good taste.

It's a pity that I haven't had a chance to meet you. Now I finally have a chance to see him. He is really charming. It's incredible that he grew up as the lost son of the monarch. It's amazing and gratifying. "

These words, in fact, with the provocative taste of red fruit.

In front of other people's girlfriends, praise their boyfriends very normal, but usually praise their handsome. Instead of that, he said he was very concerned about him.

This is not a provocation. What is it?

Bo en's smile, cold cold, you know, this kind of appearance noble, inner city woman, is not a good bird.

You don't pay attention to people by virtue of your noble birth.

After washing her hands, she took out a tissue and wiped it gently