Kiss You, Sweetheart

Since she can work here, so can other members of the organization.

Maybe the girl who picked up the ball with her, even the people in the organization, so she can't take it lightly.

no matter how excited or ecstatic she was, she had to hold back.

Next to Bo Jiayan, he followed Ming Yanyao. He was wearing a black-and-white sportswear, and his expression was as cold and lofty as ever. Each of the two brothers has his own style and is handsome with his own merits. They are the best in the world.

Early in the morning, the two brothers came to play. It seems that they have a good relationship.

Two people behind, follow four bodyguards, the facial expression is grim, very not easy to provoke appearance.

The distance was getting closer and closer. At the right place, another player stopped and bowed his head to salute the group.

Bo en en also stopped and bowed to salute, but his heart was beating.

Bo Jiayan is getting closer to her

After the ceremony, Bo en'en and the girl straightened up. At this time, Bo Jiayan and Ming Yanyao had already stood in front of them with their backs to them.

Bo en's eyes darkened. He couldn't even recognize her figure.

However, it's not surprising to think about Bo Jiayan. This year's training has made her more solid, and she should be thinner.

Bo en'en comforts himself and goes to the side of Bo Jiayan and Ming Yanyao with the girl, waiting for them to hit the ball.

Bo en boldly looked at Bo Jiayan. She can only see his cold side face, firm lines, cold eyes, showing a shrewd and sharp.

One year's political career has made him even colder and more difficult to see.

"Brother, you first." Ming Yanyao's mouth was slightly curved, and his smile was charming. When he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Bo Jiayan.

And Bo en en, who was so close to Bo Jiayan, naturally fell into his eyes.

Ming Yande's expression changed. And Bo Jiayan, bending over, the club lightly bumps the ball, ready to swing.

Bo en'en and Ming yan'ao look at each other calmly. His surprise falls into her eyes.

With calm eyes, she told Ming Yanyao the answer.

The surprise in Ming Yanyao's eyes quickly disappeared and recovered calm, but the Mou Guang had some deep meaning. After staying on Bo en en's body for a while, he turned his eyes.

The attitude is a little indifferent.

Bo en's heart, however, sank.

She has no deep contact with Ming Yanyao. When he sees her, he can ignore her. Why is it that when he sees Bo Jiayan, he doesn't remind her that she is back.

She was calm just now, and she took a deep look. She was telling him that she was Bo en.

However, Ming Yande ignored it.

Bo en's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he was a little flustered.

"Pick up the ball." A bodyguard stood by Bo en's side, cold reminder.

She's been absent for too long.

Bo en en raised his head and met Bo Jiayan's cold eyes. He looked at her It's like looking at a stranger without any sense of familiarity.

Bo en's heart broke in an instant.

She slightly opened her lips, like a fish thirsty for water, just breathing dry, but nothing to say.

He didn't know her!

That strange look, like a toothed spoon, gouged out a piece of meat in her heart.

How could it be, her little uncle? How could he not know her.