Chapter 597： Baby, miss me?

Chapter 597 Baby, miss me?

In the moment when I think of a certain possibility, the surrounding cockroaches seem to be silent.

She stared at the phone for a few seconds, then quickly pushed the crowd away and flew out of the classroom.

Classrooms and corridors are full of classmates, noisy, and full of people.

Even the bathroom is the same.

Cloud painting goes straight up the stairs...

I ran to the top of the building in one breath!

Her down jacket ran wide open, and the hat and unbuttoned scarf that she had just taken in the classroom had forgotten to wear it, and the cold wind only drilled into her neck.

But the cloud painting can't be taken care of.

She was already connected when she was running up the stairs, for fear that she would be connected for one second in the evening and he would hang up!

Her rush of breathing passed through the handset of the phone...

At this moment, she is still breathing, her voice is very light and light: "Hey."

"it's me."

His voice is very low, more magnetic, more sexy, so I can't wait to record it directly for a thousand times and 10,000 times.

correct!

Record it!

The mobile phone recording function is still very common, and the cloud painting directly turns on the recording function.

"How are you?" The cloud painting whispered, "Is it still going well?"

"Smooth." Bo Siqing smiled gently. "Thank you for the name you gave."

"..." Cloud painting licks his lips, not knowing what to say.

She was so impulsive at the time, too anxious, in fact, even if she did not give her name, this task will be successful, but it will cost more trouble...

But she still gave it!

She did not consider it at all. If he asked her why she would give this name, how would she answer it!

No, she didn't even think about answering it at all.

She owes him too much doubt.

For example, how did she know him? For example, why do you look at him with the eyes of a brave warrior?

She said that she did not want to answer, he would not ask more...

To put it bluntly, she just glared at his indulgence, and she glared at her and did not want to say that he would still not ask!

"Baby, speak." His voice was getting lower and lower.

"..." In the midst of a cold wind, the whole painting of the cloud must be burned.

He... what is his name!

baby!

Cloud painting did not think that one day, Bo Siqing would use these two words to call her, really... too shameful.

After a few years, the network has become more and more developed, and everyone's personality has become more and more open. People like to sprout and like Xiaojiaojiao.

Taobao makes the name “pro” a standard, and the live broadcast makes the name “baby” popular, and then various “little fairy”, “little cute” and “little angel”...

There are countless kinds of names that are cute and can be used even among strangers.

Now, the word baby is used between lover, it is... too sweet!

Sweet heart.

"I still have a minute, oh, talk, I want to hear your voice." Bo Siqing said softly, the tone and tone were particularly attractive.

Yes, it’s tempting, so it’s incredible.

The cloud painting stood on the edge of the concrete fence at the top of the building, holding the phone in one hand and the fingertip of the other hand, constantly writing his name on the concrete fence.

"How are you? Are you injured?" The cloud painting whispered.

Bosi Qing chuckled: "No, rest assured. Don't say this, say something else."

"Other...what?" The cloud painting was a bit stunned. Her main concern was that his mission was not going well, whether he was injured, and when he came back...

But he won't let her say this, what does that say?

(End of this chapter)