Kiss You, Sweetheart

He is still standing in front of the gate of the iron flower, watching her.

When he saw that he turned around, he waved to her. The warm yellow light of the street lamp covered him, like bathing in the holy light of heaven.

It's a shot freeze frame, forever engraved in the heart of en en.

In the days to come, every time Bo en recalled this scene, he would feel sour. No one ever thought that this goodbye would never be seen again.

At this point, everyone in the family had a rest, and the corridor lamp for lighting was still left in the hall. Bo en en slowly went up the stairs. She stopped at the door of Bo Jiayan's room.

There is still a little block in my heart, but it is not as fierce as when I was in the cinema.

After all, he cares about her, so he cares about who she is with.

Bo en extended his hand, gently pressed the door handle, pushed the door, the room was dark, no one.

In the heart suddenly some angry.

He is not at home, but also asked her to go home early, overbearing!

Bo en slammed the door and went back to his room. He found his pajamas and took a bath in the bathroom.

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On the way home, the car window was open all the time, but the cold night wind didn't sober Bo Jiayan's confused thoughts. On the contrary, there was a deeper drunkenness, which made him weak.

Red wine has great stamina. When he gets off the bus, he walks lightly.

The driver wanted to help him, but he refused. He pulled the handrail and went upstairs step by step.

The door of Bo en'en's room was open, and a ray of light came through the crack of the door.

Bochayan's steps, pause in front of the door, looking at the silk light. He choked his throat and pushed Bo en en's door open.

The sound of the water in the bathroom just sounded, in a quiet environment, especially harsh.

The warm yellow light, through the frosted glass, quietly burned into a flame in bochayan's heart. His vision is illusory. Everything he sees is double shadow.

Even the footstep all sink late to get up, some tumble toward the bathroom, push the door open.

Bo en'en stands under the shower and looks at Bo Jiayan who suddenly rushes in. A stream of wine rushes into his nose.

Bo Jiayan's drinking capacity is good. He seldom drinks too much. Today, he can get drunk, which shows that he is in a bad mood.

Bo Jiayan's burning eyes fell on Bo en'en's delicate body, like watching the prey he was interested in, rather than his little niece.

The bath milk in Bo en's hand had not yet been applied to her body. It was so white that it was in her palm and flowed to the ground along her palmprint.

The white liquid made bocayan's breath suddenly. As soon as he stretched out his long arm, he pulled Bo en, who was not alone in autumn, into his arms.

"Ouch!"

Bo en frowned with pain, and his nose hit Bo Jiayan's hard chest. His action was not gentle at all.

Her low voice stimulated the secretion of the male hormon in bocayan's body. He breathed quickly and spurted hot on bocayan's head.

He picked her up and rushed out of the bathroom.

In fact, all this happened very quickly, from he broke into the bathroom to put her on the bed, less than a minute, Bo en did not understand what was going on, so he pressed on her.

Bochayan's lips, with a touch of burning heat, eagerly kiss on her lips.

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