Kiss You, Sweetheart

She's not disfigured

"What are you doing? Pick up the ball." The bodyguard reminded me again.

Bo en was staring at Bo Jiayan. She didn't move. She couldn't move her step and pick up the ball.

All the restraint, in the strange eyes of bochayan, disintegrated.

If bocayan forgets her, what is the meaning of her remaining in this world? She didn't lose her memory, so what?

Bo Jiayan doesn't love her any more, and the only power that keeps her alive is lost.

This is not enough to describe the abyss of more than a year of hell, whenever she is tired, pain, almost unable to support the time, it is the man in front of her, gave her unlimited hope and motivation, let her again and again in the brink of extinction, come back to life.

If she didn't miss him, she might have broken her will in a certain training.

She thought of him and returned safely with that love. But he didn't recognize her.

This is What's going on?

Bo Jiayan coldly swept Bo en en's "silly" expression, and drew her into the crowd of those who were conscious of him. His brow was slightly wrinkled, and his voice was so cold that he was desperate: "change someone."

He said it in a light but powerful way.

"Yes, your highness."

One of the bodyguards left, ready to change.

Another bodyguard asked Bo en: "Miss, please leave the scene."

Bo en'en still looks at Bo Jia's words and doesn't move. He can't believe it. He can't recognize her. He will say such indifferent words to her.

"Little..." She couldn't help calling out bochayan, but she did.

Since he didn't know himself and revealed his identity, it didn't do him any good. She can't kill Bo Jiayan, but there are so many killers under the Muse, she can send more killers to deal with Bo Jiayan.

And let her "kill" him, is the safest.

Besides, why didn't bocayan know her? These questions, she does not know the answer, she can not so easily exposed themselves.

Even at this time, my heart is going to die.

Bo en heaved a deep breath, bent down and said "I'm sorry", then under the "please" of the bodyguard, he was ready to leave the court.

At this time, has been silent Ming Yanyao, light open mouth: "please give me a cup of coffee, to the diamond VIP room."

It's the lounge on the top of the golf course, only for the royal family.

Bo en en looks at Xiang Mingyan. His expression is still light. He can't see a clue on his face. It's like he's normally telling someone to do something.

Bo en slightly drooped his eyes, bent down and said "yes".

For Bo en en's departure, Bo Jiayan didn't pay attention to it. He didn't even have any mood swings. It was like walking away from an unimportant person.

He toward the Ming Yan Yi light smile: "haven't started, you want to rest."

"It suddenly occurred to me that there were still some things I didn't deal with. I'll stay with my brother." Ming Yankui one smile, slightly leaned to apologize, and the accompanying bodyguard left the stadium.

Bo Jiayan had not been so relaxed for a long time, so he was alone on the court waving.

The rest room is on the edge of the court. The big glass windows reflect the boundless green of the court. Ming Yankui ordered two bodyguards to stand at the door, holding their arms and standing in front of the window, watching Bo Jiayan's graceful swing.