Why not? Bo Yan thought she was playing a game of "play hard to get". Although he took the wine glass she handed him and drank it in one gulp, his voice was a bit joking: "Just play the same game once a day."
Although this is Xia Siyu's normal state, she just likes to play this kind of guerrilla warfare where the enemy advances and we retreat, and the enemy retreats and we harass. The time the two get together is actually not very long, after all, they often have other tasks. It's quite fun to go back and forth when we meet, but it's always like this back and forth, and I don't even know how to answer the phone even when trying to cooperate.
Seeing that Xia Siyu was dressed so seductively, there was no one else in the room except him. Who was seducing if he wasn't seducing him? It's not good to dress like this and tell him "no" to deliberately covet him.
Boyan put the wine glass on the bedside table aside, put his arms around her waist, and pulled her forward. Boyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Xia Siyu followed his movements and took a small step forward, straddling him in front of him. The hem of her skirt rubbed against his legs. The silk was soft and had her body temperature. As she came closer, it brushed against his legs, like a pair of hands caressing him.
Bo Yan couldn't help but get closer, wanting to taste the corner of her mouth. But when she got close, Xia Siyu stretched out her fingers between her lips, blocking his kiss. Boyan frowned. Didn't he say that he only needs to play the game once a day? Is this coming
Xia Siyu looked evil: "I'm sorry, I really can't."
Bo Yan seemed to feel something vaguely: "You..."
Xia Siyu smiled and said, "When you saw me wearing red pajamas, did you think anything of it?"
Nightdresses and pajama pants are often a set. She was wearing a red nightgown, which meant her pajamas were too.
Although red is tempting, this color can also easily remind people of bleeding.
Xia Siyu was particularly proud: "People asked you in the afternoon. You didn't want this shop to disappear after passing this village. You didn't want it. I couldn't help it. Who knew it was such a coincidence that it happened to be today."
What a coincidence, she already knew it and deliberately messed with him.
Bo Yan lowered his head instantly. He had no special hobbies. She had already taken the no-war card, so she could only withdraw her troops at the expense of money.
Not only did Ming Jin withdraw his troops, he also scolded her: "So you are already in a special period, and you still wear so little?"
She was wearing a nightgown. Although Xiangjiang has always been in a tropical area, even though it is October now, the temperature is still around 30 degrees. But this is a special time. If you get a little cold, you will feel extra cold, which will be reflected every time during the menstrual period.
Although Xia Siyu has a skinny skin, she has a good physique through constant exercise. However, in the early years, for filming, it was not uncommon for me to jump into ice water during my menstrual period in the middle of winter without even frowning. Although I have been taking care of myself over the years, I still feel uncomfortable occasionally during my menstrual period. She was still hanging around in such a small amount, so she really wasn't afraid of the pain.
Xia Siyu stuck out her tongue. Wasn't she trying to stimulate him on purpose? Bo Yan touched her hand. Fortunately, her fingers were always warm. Her fingers are warm, which proves that her blood supply is sufficient, and at least she is not experiencing menstrual pain yet.
He quickly carried her to the bedside and put the quilt around her: "Would you like a drink of water? I'll pour you a cup of hot water. When ordering dinner tomorrow, I'll see if I can order a cup of ginger milk and drink some more. Soup."
As soon as he stood up, Xia Siyu grabbed his arm and refused to let him go. When Bo Yan turned around, Xia Siyu used another force to pull him down and sit next to him. Then he leaned over and said, "I want to sleep with you in my arms."
This guy used him as a pillow, and even dressed like this on purpose. Bo Yan was really a little angry and helpless: "Then wait a minute, I'll tidy up a little."
He got up. He had checked the camera and microphone before that night and made sure they were turned off. This time I tidied up the room a little, closed the curtains, and turned off the lights before returning. As soon as he came back, Xia Siyu crawled into his arms like a fish, and said with a smile, "Does your pajamas look good?"
Good-looking things are of no use, but good-looking things are of no use. Bo Yan sighed. The more he sighed, the happier Xia Siyu became. She asked, "Are you disappointed?"
Bo Yan's mouthful of blood had to be suppressed to prevent it from spurting out. What can I do if she is disappointed? He is not a pervert, and he is still playing around with her at this time. No matter how disappointed I am, if I get a wife, I can only endure it on my knees. Xia Siyu was still moving around, rubbing against the quilt. Bo Yan frowned and stretched out his hand: "Stop moving."
My hand wanted to pat her and make her sleep properly. But when I raised my hand, I realized that there was no suitable place to put it. Put a stick on her ass and pat her hands for blood. Put it on her belly, I'm afraid it will hurt her. Shooting other places aroused my own anger, and in the end I still felt uncomfortable. He had no choice but to touch her head: "Go to sleep."
Xia Siyu nodded in his arms and fell asleep in a second.
Boyan heard her shallow breathing, and her expression was even more complicated. Normally this guy would just ignore the fire and put it out, but now he put up the firewood and threw away the cigarette butts. When the incident came to a close, she ran away. He ran so openly, and he didn't have any temper at all when he ran away.
Calculating the isolation time for more than ten days, he originally thought about sneaking into the world of two people, but now, a gold medal for immunity from death forced him to become a monk, and he couldn't even think about it.
It's good, at least it won't be too much to be on a live show.
-That is, she hugged her too tightly, and his anger was not extinguished yet, but he couldn't push her away - she was already fragile during her menstrual period and was afraid of the cold, so she really couldn't live without him.
No wonder marriage is called a sweet burden. Sweetness is indeed sweet, but a burden is really a burden.
**
Bo Yan recited the Great Compassion Mantra for most of the night, finally suppressing all his evil thoughts. Today is when the pilot film of "Our Quarantine Life" is broadcast. The materials used by the program team are all previously collected content, and those edited back to China yesterday, there is almost no content shot that day.
This just gave Boyan and Xia Siyu time to adjust. Xia Siyu was on her menstrual period, so she had one day to adjust, and Bo Yan also had time to do his own thing.
Normally at an awards ceremony, guests will be informed beforehand whether they will win or not. For example, last year, Xia Siyu's "Poppy" told her in advance that there was little hope of winning.
However, Xia Siyu has not received any news this year. The Golden Moon Award is also a proud award, and I don’t like to award the award to big commercial films. Although Xia Siyu's "The Hunting" has many fans, it is just a commercial film. In terms of artistic quality, it may not be as good as "Poppy".
However, the several films that participated in the review this year are all very similar, and the jury is probably more divided.
(End of chapter)