Bo Yan also sprinkled flour, and the two of them sprinkled it while dodging, and the whole kitchen was covered in white. Bo Yan still had quick eyesight and quick hands. When Xia Siyu was still about to turn around to grab some flour, he came up to trap her and pushed her against the cooking table.
Xia Siyu and Boyan's faces are completely white. They can play black and white without makeup, and the effect will be great.
Xia Siyu panted, coughing and laughing at the same time, while preparing for an opportunity to escape: "Let me go and go back to make dumplings, be good."
Bo Yan wouldn't let her run away. This guy is as slippery as a swimming fish. If he let go of her hand, he would probably get another handful of noodles in his backhand: "If you want to go, let's go together. We'll also cook together."
After he finished speaking, he also placed the bag of flour a little further away. His long hands ensured that he placed it in an extreme position where someone could not reach it.
Xia Siyu looked at Bo Yan and laughed: "Hahahaha, you are so ugly! I should take a photo to show your fans to see what you look like now."
Bo Yan's face was covered in gray by her, and his whole face turned white, with patches of darker and lighter patches, making him look so ugly.
Bo Yan also retorted: "What do you think your face looks like now? From now on, those who choose to act in sketches will choose people like you!"
Xia Siyu's eyes immediately crossed: "I'm doing a sketch? What kind of sketch am I doing?"
Bo Yan quickly answered: "Of course it's the way Zhu Bajie carries his beautiful wife."
Xia Siyu snorted: "That's pretty much it."
The two of them calmed down a little. Although Xia Siyu's face was gray, her eyes were still rolling. Knowing that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, she simply put her arms around his neck and said with a smile: "I don't want it, I want to eat what my husband cooks."
Bo Yan also followed his plan and put his hand on her waist to prevent her from running away or giving her a chance to cause trouble: "Let's go together."
Xia Siyu smiled and came up to peck him on the lips. His lips, which were originally stained by Bai Mian, suddenly turned red from her kiss. Xia Siyu's voice was deliberately soft: "Honey, go ahead."
Bo Yan's fingers gently swiped across his lips, making the color of his lips brighter: "This is not enough."
Xia Siyu actually knew what this guy wanted, and deliberately pretended not to know. She tilted her head and smiled with a sly look on her face: "Then what do you say?"
Of course Bo Yan also knew, this guy pretended not to understand. But it doesn't matter, she doesn't have to pretend not to understand, he just wants her to understand. Bo Yan leaned forward and kissed her deeply. When they parted, his voice was a little hoarse: "This... is pretty much the same."
Bo Yan had already taken action, how could Xia Siyu be passively beaten! She hurried forward, stretched out her hand and gently passed the temples beside his ear, her voice was particularly charming: "Is this enough?"
Bo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he hugged her to the cooking table again, ensuring that she sat on the edge of the table: "Then I will... start?"
Xia Siyu looked at him. She thought she must have worn eighteen layers of filters. How could she think that Bo Yan could still be seen as handsome and handsome on such a face covered in white dust
When Boyan lingered on her neck and collarbone, she still thought, it's over, it's over, I'm afraid I drank fake wine, but I actually felt that the hair on the top of Boyan's head was so beautiful.
Just when her hand was about to reach the top of his head...
(End of chapter)