Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en picked up the coffee cup, sipped it gently, looked at the little thing in a picture, and a slight smile came from the corner of his mouth. It was a good thing.

It's just the price Bo en sighed, put the cup down, holding a spoon in his hand, stirring it up. Now, she can't take out so much money.

What to do?

Bo en propped his chin and looked up at Bo Jiayan's room. Compared with his safety, it doesn't matter how much money he spends. But the truth is, she really has no money now.

She is now Zhao Ying, poor and destitute. She is not the daughter of the Bo family. She can't ask the Bo family for the money.

But she had to get it.

Is wringing brain, the mobile phone rings, a no save name number. Bo en looked at it and felt a little familiar. Then she picked it up.

"Hello."

"Sister, what are you doing?" It's Bo Xin's sweet voice.

Bo en en

No wonder I think this number is familiar. It's Bo Xin. At that time, she only looked at the phone number on his business card, but did not save it.

I didn't expect that this boy really had a lot of magic power. He even got her mobile phone number.

Bo family

"What's the matter?" Bo en's attitude is still cold.

"It's OK. I just want to ask my sister if she has any plans after work. If not, I'd like to invite her to dinner. What do you think?"

"No..." The empty words haven't been spoken yet. Bo en's brain is shining. Isn't she short of money now? Just a few million is not a big problem for Bo Xin.

Suddenly, the attitude changed, "well, what would you like to invite my sister to eat? My sister's mouth is very selective."

Bo Xin coughed gently on the other end of the phone and said, "actually, I want to invite my sister to join me in a grand banquet tonight. I'm very strong. My sister has everything she wants to eat. She's very selective."

I asked her to be my girlfriend.

Bo en didn't ask much. She thought that she would "borrow" money from him later. As for what kind of banquet she would attend, she had no problem.

“OK。” Bo en raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "How about picking me up at the gate of the palace at five?"

"Good." Bo Xin tone happy, "I will prepare a beautiful dress for my sister."

Bo en didn't say anything. He knew she liked it. She would like the dress she chose.

Hang up the mobile phone, Bo en comfortably stretched a stretch. Rich, the mood is cool.

After relaxing for a while, Bo en picked up his mobile phone again and didn't know whether to give Bo Jia a word. But at the thought of his indifference, why did she report to him.

I don't care if I don't care!

Besides, he's in the office now, so it's hard for her to disturb her. Bo en en finally said hello to Bo Jiayan's housekeeper. At five o'clock, Bo Xin came to pick her up to the party on time.

He chose a honey colored fishtail skirt for her, which made Bo en en's hot figure extremely attractive. Handbags, all kinds of jewelry and shoes complement each other.

Bo en changed his clothes and turned to the mirror. Behind is a pocket shaped design, revealing a large white back, all tempting.

Bo Xin was stunned: "if only you were not my sister."

Bo en glared at him.

Bo Xin quickly changed his words: "I mean, if only you didn't look like my sister."