Chapter 482

Bo Yan likes it very much. She also likes to hold her in his arms in a posture guarded by himself, and accompany her to watch TV, read books, eat, chat and do various things.

It made him feel full and at ease.

"I've been working hard all afternoon. I'm tired. What's for dinner?" Bo Yan asked softly, pressing her chin against her forehead.

"No, nothing, just some soup." An Ge Er nestles in his arms, is very clever appearance.

Bo Yan looked at her quiet little appearance, her eyes flashed, "have something on your mind?"

An Ge'er was shocked and sighed.

Is her emotion so clearly written on her face?

Her eyes were deep and she thought about the note. She said slowly, "uncle, I just want to know what you will do in your best youth at that time."

How did he live when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, or even twenty years old? If he wrote that letter, would he really miss her so much for ten years?

Bo Yan smell speech, eyebrow without trace of tiny a convergence, "how suddenly want to ask this?"

An Ge'er rubbed against his chest, relying on the way, "I'm just glad that I can meet you in the most beautiful time of my life."

Eighteen is the age when flowers bloom.

When Bo Yan heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes. Instead of answering an Ge'er's question directly, he said a word in a gentle voice, which made an angel's heart tremble suddenly.

"My most beautiful time is not a specific stage, but until I meet you and guard you, which is the most beautiful time of my life."

……

When an Ge'er heard this sentence, she nestled in his chest and her eyes were hot.

Then a hazy mist floated up.

Blinded.

At that moment, an Ge'er thought that Bo Yan, even if he had calculated her for more than ten years in order to get her, she recognized it willingly, because she had to admit that she could not escape his love.

Can not escape from his every gentle love words, can not escape, his every affectionate gaze.

"Uncle..."

She hugged him.

Bo Yan opened her, looked at her slightly red eyes, heart bottom love, "good, all to now so long, you still call me uncle?"

"What's that called?"

She seldom makes confusion.

Bo Yan asked her to look at her hand and said, "call Husband. "

An Ge Er's face is red.

Directly buried in the quilt and he played tricks, "did not hear."

Bo Yan has no choice but to indulge.

After playing sweetly on the bed for a while, Bo Yan suddenly said, "I've got the certificate. Where do you want to spend your honeymoon?"

An Ge Er a listen, immediately sat up from the bed, hair is still a bit messy, she glared at her eyes and asked, "really, we also have a honeymoon this thing?"

Bo Yan looked at the hope of her eyes, but he squeezed her hand and closed his head slightly.

He thought that an Ge'er wanted to go very much and looked forward to it, but he didn't want her, a little girl, to say something like that. It was really And helpless, and some unspeakable heartache.

"I thought Our marriage, which is similar to love, can't It's a honeymoon. "

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