Kiss You, Sweetheart

She slowly opened her eyes, flashing a faint light, looking at Bo Jiayan, charming and moving.

Bo Jiayan bit his teeth and stood up straight. His face was cold and heavy. What the hell is this? He crossed his waist and stood in front of Bo en, with a deep breath.

The atmosphere became more and more unspeakable. Bo en's face turned red and looked at Bo Jiayan. His face was cold again, and some complicated emotions condensed in his eyes.

Regret? Blame yourself? Guilty? I can't say clearly, I don't know the way, I'm confused

Outside the window, the slogans of instructors were resounding, and Bo Jiayan was completely sober.

"I'm going." He threw down three words and turned to leave.

He strode to the door of the dormitory, with a sharp cold resolution, as if Bo en owed him something, stinking.

It's like this every time. After kissing, I run away. It seems that I dislike her very much! Bo en's heart is pricked.

The more he wants to escape, the more she won't let him!

When Bo Jiayan was about to step out of the dormitory door, Bo en suddenly covered his stomach with a "ouch". And immediately bochayan's feet stopped at the door.

"Little uncle, I have a stomachache." She softened her voice, like a magic sound, and immediately got into Bo Jiayan's heart.

He bit the cheek to help son, in the heart jump up a touch of annoyance helpless, he knew this wench didn't finish. However, even if suspected that she was acting, but she really hurt, he could not ignore her.

Apart from other things, after all, he is her own uncle. He found a good reason for his moving.

"It really hurts." Bo en's face is small and painful.

Bochayan turned around, went back to her and looked at her covering her stomach. In fact, even if she really has a stomachache, what can he do?

However, he just couldn't step forward and leave.

Bo en en didn't lie. When a girl came to her aunt, her stomach would have been swollen and uncomfortable, but it didn't exaggerate to the point of pain.

But early in the morning, he punished her for 250 squats and long-distance running, which aggravated the discomfort of her stomach. The culprit wanted to leave, and there was no way.

I haven't coaxed her!

In Bo en's big eyes, there is a feeling of water, which makes people feel soft.

Bochayan's face unconsciously softened a little: "lie down, I'll pour you some hot water."

Speak a little bit gentle, Bo en just obediently en, took off the shoes, curled up on the bed.

Bo Jiayan picked up her cup, went to the water dispenser, took a cup of warm water and delivered it to her. When Bo en took the cup, he took Bo Jiayan's hand.

Bochayan's fingers convulsed, and the water in the cup was a little bit over each other's hands. Bo Jiayan wanted to smoke, but he couldn't.

Bo en looked at him and laughed, a little bad taste: "little uncle, I just hold your hand, you are so excited, you are not determined."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

He hasn't made up his mind yet? If he hadn't made up his mind, he would have beaten her up!

Face suddenly collapsed, voice cold: "drink not to drink!"

Bo en's little mouth pouted immediately: "when you just kissed me, why didn't you be so fierce?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."