Kiss You, Sweetheart

He raised his lips toward these faint faces, then took Bo en en's hand and strode away.

"Little uncle, what's the matter?" Bo en en asked, "you were quite free yesterday. How did you become a celebrity today?"

Yesterday, they were walking in the street, there was no one around, at most just amazing in their appearance.

Bo Jiayan didn't speak, and his eyes were cold.

If he guesses correctly, it must be Ming Zongze who instructs the media to publish his photos. He wants to force him into public view Think he'll give in?

This father really doesn't know him very well.

On the way out of the community, Bo Jiayan was constantly asked hello. Everyone was excited and respected to see the big prince.

Bo Jiayan could only nod his head. He walked out of the community in a few minutes today for nearly 20 minutes. Once out of the community, he had to pull Bo en to hide behind a big tree.

There are more people outside the community, so they have to be surrounded.

Bo Jiayan was annoyed and put Bo en aside: "baby, go and buy me a mask."

Bo en doesn't doubt that he has it. Go and buy him a mask.

Bo Jiayan immediately took out his mobile phone to call Ming Zongze. His voice was cold. He didn't even call his father: "Your Majesty, it's useless for you to force me like this."

"Gayan, I did not force you. You are now the great prince of K country, so you should let the people know your appearance. "

What Ming Zongze said, of course, is an excuse. The photo of Ming yanmao can't be found on the Internet. Doesn't he need to be familiar with the public?

Bo Jiayan sneered and looked at the door of the drugstore: "good, very good. Your majesty, when I go back to s city to deal with the affairs of the three families, I will officially announce that I will not be the big prince of K country. "

"Jiayan, this is not a joke!" Ming Zongze's tone is correct.

Bochayan's voice was even colder: "what I said is not a joke."

At this time, Bo en en went out with a mask and was about to cross the road. Bo Jiayan hung up in a hurry and said, "goodbye, my Lord."

With that, without waiting for Ming Zongze to answer, he hung up his cell phone.

When Ming Zongze called again, he hung up directly. He can't let Bo en know that. She is her and doesn't have to change for anyone.

"Grunt." Bowen handed him the mask.

Bo Jiayan put on his mask and sunglasses, and his face was covered. Fortunately, it's autumn, so it won't be hot.

"It's a star!" Bo en laughed at him. "I didn't expect that you would be afraid of being harassed."

Bo Jiayan's whole face was wrapped tightly and saw his expression: "heartless girl, I'm afraid you will be harassed."

Bo en'en gave a coquettish "hum". In fact, she knew all about it.

He doesn't care about being recognized, but she's always in a bad mood when she's by his side and disturbed all the way.

They took a taxi to the airport, but Bo Jiayan was never recognized.

The first-class cabin was empty. When they went, there was no one. The beautiful stewardess welcomed them and led them to their seats.

Originally, it was still early, and Bo en didn't doubt anything. He sat down and listened to the music with headphones on.

After a while, four more guests, male, tall and big, were sitting in the front, left and back of the two.

Bo Jiayan cold eyes slightly lift, some doubt, but did not move.