Chapter 300: Bath Towel (5)

The last words, she didn't say, they were all blocked in his throat.

During this time, it was not the first time Xia Siyu had kissed him. There are also in the play, hugging each other and rolling around. There are also outside the play, he drank too much wine to get drunk, if it wasn't for someone outside, if it wasn't for the show, if it wasn't for her resolute refusal, would this bastard have been taking advantage of it all the time?

There were also two accidents in the toilet and in the plane. To be honest, in addition to hating Bo Yan, kissing him is not so disgusting. Anyway, he is handsome and in good shape. And his hands and feet are also very regular, and he won't rub around.

He has a slightly thinner upper lip and a thick and soft lower lip. This lip shape is not too cool and thin, but it does not look too. And because I have just taken a bath and brushed my teeth, there is also the aroma of mint.

And when Bo Yan approached, although it was a kiss, his body was in order, and he didn't take the opportunity to press on her, and he took advantage of it.

They also kissed when they dated many years ago, but the two were still students at the time, and they were still a little jerky.

But now, I don't know how this guy learned, how does he feel, over the years, his kissing skills have improved by leaps and bounds?

Bo Yan didn't dare to stay longer, he kept in mind Han Yifan's words, everything will stop at the point, the relationship between the two people is not enough to pull a small hand, kiss the small mouth, it is okay to take advantage of it a little, and if it goes deeper, I am afraid that it will cause her disgust.

Although he felt a little pity in his heart, he was also reluctant to separate a little.

Unexpectedly, Xia Siyu was able to recover his voice as soon as he was able to regain his voice, and the first sentence was: "You liar!"

She said it justifiably, if it weren't for the fact that her face was slightly red by him, like a moist sweet fruit, her words would have been a little more imposing.

Bo Yan looked at her angry little face and wanted to kiss again. He did bow his head and peck down, his voice muttering out of his throat with a little hoarseness: "What did I lie to you?"

Xia Siyu said with a confident face: "Bo Yan, you have not been a window period all these years. I think you're pretty good at kissing, who taught you? Is it Xia Siwei? Or is it some other woman?"

She wasn't jealous, and she wasn't angry. After the breakup, he wanted to find whomever he wanted, and it was his freedom to find a few. She's an adult and won't worry about that. Even if they got married later, they agreed that they could find their own happiness with each other at will, and even if he had a partner, she didn't complain at all.

However, it's not good to deceive people. Last time he clearly said no, this time I saw his kissing skills improve by leaps and bounds, don't tell her, it's all practiced in his movies. It's not like she hasn't seen his films, even if she doesn't want to: it's for research in the industry.

He has made five movies in three years, counting six of "The Tempest", except for a literary film that looks at the entanglement between the two more intensely (in fact, the movie is made with a stream of consciousness and fragmented style), but I didn't kiss it.

In the other few films, there are those that focus on pure love, and the kiss is borrowed. There are war movies that focus on, and there are no emotional scenes.

Where did he practice kissing skills, he must have a dog outside, a liar.

"Do you want to know?" Bo Yan's eyes deepened.

"I don't really want to. But I don't like to be deceived. She doesn't even care if he is looking for a woman or how many women he is looking for, she just doesn't like to be deceived.