Kiss You, Sweetheart

On his body, Bo en en's eyelashes moved, but he didn't open his eyes. He hummed softly.

Patting Bo Jiayan's hand, he called vaguely: "don't make trouble."

Bocayan is not obedient. The morning is so beautiful that it is suitable for a delicious breakfast.

His fingers stopped at her cheek, if there seems to be no touch, Bo en en's eyelashes moved a little more.

She was completely awake.

"OK..." Her murmuring tone is lazy and attractive.

Bochayan's hand was just reaching into her thick hair. It was about to be rubbed lightly, but it suddenly stopped. When he did it with her, she was not the first time, which shows that she had a man before him.

So, is she as sentimental as those people and him at the moment. Is there a man like him to put his hand into her hair, she will not be so tempting whisper.

These self conjectures suddenly cooled bochayan's enthusiasm. Will that slightly curled fingers stiff left Bo en en's head.

Brake, he can't spoil such a woman.

When bochayan forcefully took back his hand, bochayan woke up.

When the warmth stopped, Bo en'en heard Bo Jiayan get up.

After eating, that's the attitude, what kind of man. Bo en turned around and buttoned his wrist, which was still on the bed.

Bo Jiayan body meal, slightly side head, see Bo en en's blurred eyes, a trace of wildcat like temptation.

Just now those self small tangles in my heart suddenly dispersed.

Bo en en's fingers, along with his strong muscles, climb to the hand, crisp itch, eyes enchanting looking at Bo Jiayan, the purpose is very clear.

The flame of bochayan's body burns at the touch of it.

He lay down again, hugged Bo en and pressed him on his body without any crack.

Like helpless, like resentment: "you are really a goblin."

"Well, I'll eat you." Her lips were around his ears, and the thin friction

Bo Jiayan felt hot all over her body. Her fingers ran gently over her back, causing Bo en'en to shudder, and an unprecedented sense of comfort spread all over her body

It was a beautiful morning, and both of them were sweating slightly and wet with air.

Bo Jiayan's kiss fell on Bo en'en's neck nest, kissing her for a long time. Bo en couldn't help crying.

If only he had been so gentle all the time.

But she knew that when it was over, he would recover.

The heat on the body slowly faded, and Bo Jiayan left her.

He didn't say anything, just patted her on the face, as if to let her have a good rest and walk to the door. He opened the door gently, and after he didn't see anyone, he went out.

Bo en sighed and put his hand on Bo Jiayan's cheek, smiling.

Stealing is always pleasant.

Hope, this joy, can finally capture the heart of Bo Jiayan.

After a short nap, Bo en got up, washed and ate breakfast. By the way, she saw Bo Jiayan's position and saw that he was in wanjingtai, so she was relieved.

After dinner, Bo en and so on for a while. If it wasn't for Bo Jiayan, she really didn't like such a boring life. She could only stay in jingshuiyuan, where bochayan lived, and could not go to other parts of the palace at all.

The less people see her, the better.

After walking for a while, Bo en en's mobile phone received a short message,