Xia Siyu was dizzy, she raised her head to scold him, but Bo Yan had already seized the opportunity and directly sealed her lips.

He hugged it very tightly just now, and now he doesn't let go at all, Xia Siyu struggled for a long time and couldn't scuffle, so he could only withstand his storm.

Wei Jingjing's three views on the side were broken and broken, even if he took a ton of quick-acting heart-saving pills tonight, it would not be enough. Especially these two people are still showing affection in front of her, and the kiss is inseparable.

When the two separated, Bo Yan directly grabbed his hand and picked Xia Siyu up horizontally, Xia Siyu was naturally unwilling, he scuffled and struggled very much, he scratched her casually, turned around, and looked at Wei Jingjing with a lonely and affectionate look: "Let you see you laugh, I'll take her back." ”

"Who let you make your own decisions, who asked you to take me away?" Xia Siyu couldn't speak clearly, especially although Bo Yan was exaggerated just now, every word was her original words, and she couldn't refute it if she wanted to.

Bo Yan pressed open the door with his elbow, and took her out amid Xia Siyu's scolding.

Xia Siyu was anxious, and looked back at Wei Jingjing: "Wei Jingjing, whose assistant are you, why don't you help? Help—"

"Bang-"

When the door closed again, Wei Jingjing in the back didn't say a word.

My turtle, what did I just watch? Are these two people the script of a bitter TV series? It's just that Bo Yan is the affectionate male protagonist, and Xia Siyu is the typical vicious female partner.

**

Bo Yan brought her all the way to her door, Song Feng had already informed him before, and he was waiting here at this moment, first, to prevent anyone from seeing, and secondly, to open and close the door for him at this time.

After half an hour, Xia Siyu returned to the bed just now. It's just that she was the one who took the initiative just now, and now that the offense and defense are changing, she is falling behind.

Bo Yan threw her to the head of the bed, and Xia Siyu quickly bounced up and wanted to run away. Bo Yan had already prepared - it was the rope she prepared, which pulled her hands high, and gently and skillfully tied her wrists with the rope: "Remember, this buckle is called Luban buckle, if you want to tie people, you have to tie it like this." Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter the bundle becomes. He tied it to Xia Siyu in three or two. It's not a dead knot, but it's tightly locked. Luban buckle, as the name suggests, is the same as the tenon structure invented by Luban, it is not a dead knot, but a dead knot. And the harder you push, the tighter you tie it.

How could Xia Siyu not struggle, but sure enough, the harder she worked, the tighter the lock.

Bo Yan also took the silk scarf she had just prepared and blindfolded her eyes. But it's not so dead as it is blocked, and it can still dimly transmit a little light. This feeling was so strange, she writhed her body like a bug, and felt Bo Yan take off her bathrobe, but she was not in a hurry to do things immediately, but patiently developed her little by little.

The vision is clouded, but the other senses seem to be magnified. She was a little angry and a little scared, and the strangest thing was that it seemed to make her feel even stronger.

"Bo Yan, you bastard! If you have the ability, you let go of the old lady, you are shameless!"

Before the time came, Bo Yan approached little by little, and finally made Xia Siyu's abusive voice tremble with a trace of unbearable trembling. It was at this moment that he broke in, whispering in her ear, as if a devil's charm: "Remember, this is the feeling I gave you." ”