Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en gave a sly smile. Of course, she couldn't explain it too clearly. She sold the key: "that's the only secret for me to topple him."

Ming Yande lightly hooked the corner of her lips, didn't ask much, stood up, a clear.

"If you need help, tell me."

Boone made an OK gesture.

Ming Yanyao nodded and turned to leave the yard.

Bo en spent the whole day reading and basking in the sun in the yard. And when it was near dark, he did not return.

She is eating in the dining room by herself.

Although she was the only one to eat, it was also a big table dish, but it was a little tasteless.

After a meal, Bo en raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, and Bo Jiayan didn't come back. It's impossible not to come back tonight. Bo en is sitting in the garden, holding his head and looking at the iron gate.

She has a phone call from bojiayan, but he has a special identity now, so she can't call to disturb him. I can't help but wait like this.

The servant came over and said to her in a low voice, "Miss Zhao, you have already returned to the nest. You can go back and have a rest."

Bo en farfetched smile, stood up and left the yard, back to his dormitory.

She lived in the dormitory with several maids, but she was in a separate room, and the other maids lived in a room for four.

On the second floor, Bo en'en stood on the terrace, staring at Bo Jiayan's yard until his room lit up. It was nearly eleven o'clock.

I must have just come back from the party.

A touch of heartache welled up in Bo en's heart.

How beautiful the surface is, how hard the back is.

Bo en'en stood on the terrace for a while. At about 12 o'clock, Bo Jiayan didn't have a rest. He just changed the headlight into a small one in the room, and the light was dim.

He is used to reading for a while before going to bed. Is he reading at this time?

Thinking of his little habits, Bo en's heart suddenly warmed.

After a while, she went back to the room and opened the box she had brought back today. Heat tracker, the size of a fingernail, very small. In addition, there is a silver pistol, and a watch.

Bo en picked up the gun and found that it was not a real pistol, but a special weapon that could shoot mucus. She suddenly understood what it meant, and could not help sighing how thoughtful The Muse was.

She changed into black clothes and hid them in her clothes.

At this time, Bo Jiayan was in the study in his bedroom, watching the monitoring of these two days. On the corridor outside his house, there is an invisible surveillance, hidden in a location only he knows. Every few days, he will check it.

Yesterday's monitoring, Bo en en en entered his room, when he entered, he also looked around, as if afraid of being found.

Bo Jiayan's eyebrows, slightly twisted up, pinched her jaw with her hand, what did she do in his room?

Eyes, can't help deep. He got up, took out his cigarette, went to the terrace, lit it, took a puff, raised his face slightly, and let out a thin puff of smoke.

The palace was illuminated by various neon lights. At this time, it was quiet in the dead of night.

A shadow, hidden by a big tree, slipped into the courtyard of bochayan.

It was very easy for Bo en to avoid a few guards.

In recent days, she stayed in the courtyard of bocayan, and it was not really nothing