Kiss You, Sweetheart

The two bodyguards changed their faces and looked at each other as if they were discussing what to do. Of course, the safety of Bo Jiayan is very important.

After some eye contact, they have reached a consensus.

"Ah Hu said:" I go up to protect Bo Shao. Ah Shi accompanies little miss and young master to swim

Bo en en

These two people, without saying a word, reached a consensus, this tacit understanding Is it a bit basic!

Ah Hu then went to take the elevator.

This episode, because of a safe night, was exposed in the past.

The next morning, the sun was shining through the window, and the world was peaceful.

Today is the day of bocayan's competition. He got up early and couldn't sleep. Wearing pajamas, he came to the terrace to breathe the fresh air of a foreign country.

The capital of Z country, buildings are covered in green plants, beautiful.

If she is not reluctant to finish her speech, she will really consider studying in W country. It's very comfortable to live in such a beautiful country for a few years.

Bo en unfolded his arms and hugged the blue sky. White clouds blossomed. It was so beautiful.

When Bo Jiayan stood in the room and saw Bo en'en's comfortable action, he felt a touch of warmth in his heart. I don't know why, he thought this moment of Bo en was very beautiful.

Her petite figure, like reflected in the blue sky, at this time, she is an angel.

He couldn't help but walk over, holding Bo en in his arms from behind, gently kissing her head, light hair fragrance, around his nose side, a trace of intoxication.

The warm body, in front of him, was too soft to speak.

I really want to wake up every morning, she's with him. I really think that every morning in their life is like this morning, beautiful and leisurely.

Bo en en turned around and hung his neck. On such a beautiful and peaceful morning, he hugged and kissed him.

None of them knew that such a morning would disappear in more than a thousand days of their lives.

After a little lingering, the doorbell rang, and the two left reluctantly. In each other's eyes, there are some small desires, but Bo Jiayan is going to take part in the competition next time. At this time, it's too late for him to "shoot again".

It's just a matter of restraint.

"Come in." Bocha spoke.

The door is pushed open by the bodyguard guarding the door, and breakfast is pushed in. On the silver plates one by one, there are bright covers, just like the life of the palace aristocrats on TV.

It's a luxury.

Bo en went to knock on Bo Xin's door to wake the lazy up for breakfast.

The international shooting competition was held at a shooting training ground in the suburb of the city. This is a full open competition, not like the competition in C City, where there are separate compartments.

The audience can enjoy the wonderful shooting from the stands.

Before going out, Bo Jiayan took the gun used in the competition, as well as the gun license, and left the hotel in a RV.

Bo en en sat next to Bo Jiayan, looking at the silver box with guns, feeling very cool.

"Little uncle, how can I have a gun license?"

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

"Don't think about it."

Bo en en

Pouted, pouted and nestled up to his arm, a face of small pride: "little uncle, today's champion is none other than you."

"Well, the medal is for you again."

"Of course." Bo en's face was small and angry.