Kiss You, Sweetheart

She didn't let go. After a few steps, the wind chimes were pulled down and scattered on the ground.

"Ah The shopkeeper's younger sister screamed and looked at the girl's figure, but she didn't have the courage to catch up with her.

This woman, the whole body exudes a kind of dangerous breath.

***

after school at noon, Bo Xin gently pokes Bo en'en's back with his fingers.

"Why, do you want to invite me to lunch?" Boone turned.

Bo Xin said with a smile: "yes, you can order whatever you like in the canteen."

Bo en glanced at him and took out his lunch box from the drawer, ready to go to the canteen.

Bo Xin followed her silently. They went downstairs. After a few steps, Bo en couldn't stand the silence. He stopped and said, "if you have a fart, let it go."

Bo Xin felt the back of his head and murmured his lips, like a big girl, a little shy: "I just want to Ask who you are going to invite to your birthday party tonight. "

"Is it about you?" There is a faint smile on Bo en's mouth. Seeing his hesitation, she has long guessed what Bo Xin wants to say to her.

Besides asking her to hire meow Bao, what else can it be?

Ah, little boy, the more frustrated he is, the more brave he is.

"I'm just asking. By the way, I'll give you some advice."

"Just tell me. Do you want to know if I'll invite meow Bao?" Bo en is too lazy to beat about the bush with him.

Bo Xin a smile, some shy: "sister, you know, also deliberately tease me."

"Ah, Bo Xin." Bo en sighed and looked at him. Although he was handsome enough, his 18-year-old face was full of childishness. However, meow Bao was a mature girl in her twenties. How could he hold at this time.

"Why, sister?" Bo Xin still looks confused.

Bo en opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Forget it, you'll grow strong only after some experience. He may not understand what Bo Xin says now. But in one's life, the most valuable thing is to do those simple things, those simple ideas, for a person, simply like.

"Well, I'll call MEBO and Demi." Bo en said with a smile, "they are my few friends."

Among the students, Bo en only called Luo Zhiqi and Zheng Jiao, and none of the others invited.

Friends are not many, in the fine, those and her fake good, she is not rare.

As soon as Bo Xin listened to the invitation, he was in high spirits. He bent his arm and touched Bo en en: "elder sister, do you think my arm is thick?"

"Yes, it is." Bo en dry smile.

In fact, she wanted to say, still so detailed. But do not want to hit Bo Xin's self-confidence, efforts is a good thing.

They walked out of the teaching building and were about to walk towards the canteen, but Bo en's mobile phone vibrated in his school uniform pocket.

Who will call at this time? Is it my little uncle? Must be calling to see if she had lunch.

Bo en's heart is small and sweet. He takes out his mobile phone in a hurry. As a result, he sees a strange number and his eyebrows are twisted up.

Few people know her phone number.

Bo Xin thought it was Bo Jiayan who called. He gave Bo en an ambiguous smile and left: "elder sister, I won't disturb you to talk with my cousin."

After Bo Xin walked a long distance, Bo en'en got through the phone