Kiss You, Sweetheart

In the last sentence, Mo Ming made Bo Jiayan feel cold.

"Originally, I'm so strong to tease you, you are not moved, so what do I think?"

"Girls should be reserved."

"Fart!" Bo en sneered, "just ask you a word, in the end to give?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

He's a real rascal.

"Up, up, up." Provoked Bo Jiayan can't help being rude, "I'm going to you."

Bo en was stunned for a second and burst into laughter.

"Little uncle, how can I like you so much? It's so manly."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

He was thinking about something in the car that would stop Boone's mouth.

When the car drove to the outskirts, the beautiful scenery made people feel happy. Bo en wore earplugs on his ears and hummed softly with the music in his mobile phone.

In the distance, you can see a striking sign, which says "view shooting sports club".

Bo en's eyes lit up. He took off the earplug and patted Bo Jiayan's hand. The whole person began to get excited: "little uncle, is that there?"

"Well."

"Wow, it looks big." Bo en put his hand in front of his forehead, looked and said, "when people are in a bad mood, it's good to vent here."

"Not everyone can get in."

"I know." "This is the paradise of the rich," said Bo

"It's not just that." Bocha said lightly, "it must also be people without a record."

"Oh Bo en nodded, after all, he was touching a real gun.

A huge square in front of the club is surrounded by flower stands. At this time, in late autumn, the golden chrysanthemum is shining, and the tiger of Bo Jiayan is parked in a luxury car, which is very eye-catching.

A lot of men with status are looking at his car. Such a rough limited edition car, not every man can control.

Bo Jiayan took Bo en'en by the hand and walked towards the membership center.

Such a high-end and prudent place, since the membership system, and very strict, Bo Jiayan in the brush into the fingerprint, just entered the membership hall.

In addition, all the people who come in and out are from the so-called upper class society. Their lives are more expensive than ordinary people. They have done a very good job in terms of security.

Everyone has a separate practice hall. Of course, the size of this hall is directly proportional to the membership fee. The only thing in common is that there are two big coaches in each practice hall, all veterans and actually security guards.

If you want to do something in it, you have to see if you are strong enough. Otherwise, these security points will eventually take people down.

At the front desk, the beautiful staff, dressed in black uniform, bowed to Bo Jiayan politely.

"Bo Shao, welcome

A big man like Bo Jiayan must be a top member of the club, so every staff member knows him.

Bo Jiayan didn't answer, so he pressed his finger on a fingerprint device, and the computer immediately called out his membership information.

"Another file for Miss Bo." He took out his wallet and put a black card on the counter.

"OK, thin." With smiling hands, the beautiful woman picked up bochayan's card