Su also raised one of his eyebrows,"Yingluo."
Bo Yunli leaned against the car window, one hand supporting his forehead while the other rubbed su ye's extremely tender little hand. He had an expression that said he was all ears."You can also use food to describe me."
Su ye,"shua shua shua shua."
Why did he feel so cheap?
She furrowed her brows. It was really troublesome to have a boyfriend who was 30 years younger than her.
After some thought, she lifted her eyes again and sized up Bo Yunli.
The earth root was yellow, short, and round back then, so it was most suitable to be called little potato.
As for Bo Yunli,
Tall and thin, long Kasaya
Cucumber? Celery? Big Green onion?
The color didn't seem right.
He was usually cold and exuded a chilly aura.
While su was thinking hard, Bo Yunli was slowly rubbing his head.| He played with her hand.
From the exquisite round bone protruding from the wrist, it slowly slid to the joint of the ring finger.
