Kiss You, Sweetheart

But Bo en felt that they were funny. Did they have to learn from her?

On one side, Bo Xin is saying goodbye to his parents and grandparents.

Her mother was worried. Wang Jiayu burst into tears and held Bo Xin in her arms. "Xiao Xin, when you get there, you must listen to your aunt's words, study there well and adjust your mood well..."

Concerned about people's words, nothing more than those a few words, every mother is like this over and over again, you have to cry to count.

It's always a little sad to leave. Bo Xin's farewell seems to be a bit lengthy. After everyone has told him a thousand times, he can let it go.

When they entered the cabin, the relatives who saw them off still stood at the end of the passage and watched them. They did not leave until the plane entered the runway and took off safely.

The luxury and comfort of private aircraft, needless to say, all kinds of facilities. Bo en en's first time in a private plane, inevitably a little excited, sitting next to Bo Jiayan, asking questions, like a curious baby.

Bo Jiayan patiently answered her. Sometimes her questions were too naive. He also laughed and hugged her. There was no impatience in his heart, but he only spoiled her wholeheartedly.

The two bodyguards, like petrified people, sat on one side in a regular way and said nothing.

After reading a magazine for a while, Bo Xin fell asleep in his chair. The beautiful stewardess carefully covered him with a thin blanket.

After asking her 100000 reasons, Bo en nestled up to Bo Jiayan and fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

In Z country, she and Bo Jiayan can make love freely, just like real lovers.

The clean blue sky outside the window is intoxicating.

More than ten hours later, the plane landed on the Z International Airport. All around, the lights were shining, and it was dusk.

Country Z and country w are two neighboring countries. They are small countries with spring like seasons, so the scenery is pleasant.

On the plane, Bo en en was still wearing winter clothes. When she got off the plane, she had changed into a long floral dress with tropical style, which was up to her ankles and made her long.

A pair of flip flops inlaid with rhinestones, showing a sense of leisure.

Bo en en took Bo Jiayan's arm and nestled close to him.

"What a comfortable climate." Bo en said with a smile, "in the evening, I can swim."

Bo Jiayan glanced at her, her mind, he still don't understand, want to wear sexy swimsuit. He saw a set of bikini in Bo en's suitcase. He didn't know when the little girl went to buy it secretly.

The lengthened Lincoln RV, which came to pick up the plane, stopped at the entrance of the VIP passage. Several handsome men in black uniforms saluted Bo Jiayan respectfully and spoke a language that Bo en could not understand.

It is estimated that he is saying hello, and Bo Jiayan nods his head slightly.

A few people have been bending to welcome them to the car. There was a black car behind the RV, and those people got into the car.

Bo en smacked his tongue: "little uncle, you are so smart."

Bocha's words slightly touched his lower lip and did not speak. For the young master of tangtangbo's family, it's not a style at all.

The car slowly drove out of the airport, galloping on the highway leading to the city. On both sides of the road can be described as the shade of trees, some exotic plants, looking at Bo en's eyes.