Kiss You, Sweetheart

And the black lace bra, also looming. The high bun is also slightly loose, with a wisp of hair hanging in the ear. It looks like it has just been violated.

Her chest slightly undulating, Bo Jiayan seems to see the snow mountain, the body can not help but get a heat, the eyes quickly away.

"Get out of here."

"I'll catch it and leave." Bo en en quickly said that he didn't know the inner heat of Bo Jiayan at this time.

Bo Jiayan suddenly sneezed, and then he sneezed two more times, like an allergy.

Bo en looked at him strangely and blurted out: "you are not allergic to dogs."

"I used to?" Bo Jiayan's eyes sank with awe.

Bo en slightly opened his lower lip and gave a smile: "you are a big prince. Your life habits must be picked out. I'm so thoughtful of you that I'm naturally concerned. You don't have a history of allergies

Bo Jiayan gave Bo en a cold look and took her words seriously.

Of course, she has a heart for him, otherwise she will deliberately approach him again and again.

Maybe she let the dog in on purpose.

This woman

Although there is no lack of women who are interested in him, his identity is enough to keep their secret love in mind. But she is a little stubborn.

Bo Jiayan went to the table and picked up the milk. Just about to drink it, he suddenly thought of something else. Maybe the milk had been touched by it, so he quickly put it down.

His face was cold: "what are you still doing?"

Bo en came back to his senses and thought about it. He didn't know where he was with his hot dog.

"Right away." Bo en en made a gesture to beg for mercy. He went to find it and so on.

That meatball, flexible jump up and down in the room, a hot dog in his mouth, also reluctant to eat, ostentatious.

In fact, it has no chance to eat!

Suddenly, he ran into bochayan's room, and bochayan's eyes suddenly widened Wait, if you don't die, you won't die. You

Bo en en had already felt the colder gaze from behind her than the iceberg, but it was burning on her back.

She rushed into the master bedroom of bochayan. A familiar breath came to her face, which made bochayan stunned at the door for a few seconds. Her heart was rippling.

This is the taste of her little uncle, no matter how time changes, how his memory lost, his taste, never changed.

Clear and shallow infiltration of her heart, easily evoke those palpitations in her body, and desire.

Bo en swallowed his throat, and his eyes fell on the big bed. His brain was about to show the intimacy of the two people in the past, but he was strangled to death by the "suicidal" behavior.

It even nests in the big bed of bochayan to eat hot dogs, and looks at bochayan with a hazy face. Some small bits fall out of its sharp mouth.

Bo en en

"It's dead." The voice of death rings behind Bo en.

"Listen to me." Bo en en quickly turned around and laughed at Bo Jiayan, "Your Highness, why do you bother with a dog, right. It's a big deal to ask the servant to change the sheets for you. Your adult has a lot of them. You won't blame a dog, will you

Bo Jiayan wanted to ignore Bo en en's words and beat her to the big bed. He twisted up those who were eating hot dogs with relish.