Chapter 1819 Live Broadcast (8)

Bo Yan was like a bathing master who had no feelings, with his eyes as clear as possible, treating her as a telephone pole on the side of the road, and at most a softer telephone pole wrapped in fur. Xia Siyu was still lying with her back to him at this time. His technique was still rough, from beginning to end, when the surface of a was finished brushing, it was time to brush the surface of b.

In the past, Xia Siyu teased him and killed chickens. This was the case. He could still work honestly on the back, but when he turned to the front, the picture had too much impact, so it was difficult for him to maintain a calm mind.

This time, Xia Siyu felt obediently turning around. When she turned around, although Bo Yan still had a deep expression of bitterness and revenge on her face, her breath seemed to have frozen unconsciously. She was very proud and said softly: "It's time to face the front."

She also understood the artistic conception of "althoughly holding the pipa and half-covering her face", and did not face him directly. Instead, when she turned around, she deliberately pulled a small thin blanket and used the broken hair to slightly block part of it.

This half-hidden feeling is indeed more fascinating.

But Bo Yan had long been attacked. As long as he silently recited in his mind that she was a telephone pole and said it a few more times, his eyes now also looked brave.

Right, right? He is a tried and tested warrior and is not afraid of such sugar-coated shells.

Xia Siyu also understood too much, so she didn't say anything at the beginning, but lay down and asked him to serve. Although Bo Yan didn't show any signs of it, she turned around and dug a spoonful of moisturizer when she turned around.

Xia Siyu knew that he was suppressing himself, but she didn't say it out loud, just saw him bowing his head and rubbing it seriously.

When brushing the A side, it is definitely not as arrogant as brushing the B side. He brushes it very slowly, and it is not the mother-style puffing prickly heat powder, so it is a little bit gentle. But his expression is still bitter and deep. Just looking at his expression, I can't even think of what kind of work he is doing, and I just think he is doing a serious creation, sculpture or other business.

But let alone, Bo Yan's serious appearance is quite fun, and she has an inexplicable sense of forbiddenness, which makes her want to bully her even more.

When his hand slid into the middle of her, Xia Siyu decided to tease him, and she moved her body slightly. The slight movement really made Bo Yan's heart beat: "What's wrong with you?"

Listening to this voice, he was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning. Xia Siyu just smiled: "The posture just now was not very comfortable, change it."

Bo Yan said "um", as if he was responding to her words, and as if he was re-stabilizing something. He frowned slightly, as if he was doing something major in life, and his expression was still serious and he was still applying her body lotion in detail.

When he passed her heart, his breathing was stable and his mind was clear. He really regarded her as a telephone pole and cotton. Even if the softness and elasticity were not similar to cotton, he would not think much about it.

After applying it all the way, it was like a fight. My forehead began to sweat and my face began to turn red. My body was tight, like a bow, afraid that I would be unable to hold it in my breath.

He finished wiping and breathed a lot, "Okay."

Then he turned around, closed the box, prepared to pack up the utensils, and returned.

However, when he finished everything and was about to go back, a serene voice sounded behind him, and Xia Siyu suddenly hugged him from behind.

Bo Yan was shocked. He just tried his best to control himself so that he would not turn into a beast and fall into Xia Siyu's trap.

But this guy didn't talk about martial ethics. He tried hard to control himself, so she took the initiative to attack. Especially when he just finished taking a shower, he only wore pajamas all over his body. With this hug, she stuck her whole body against his back. He had just applied moisturizer to her body, soft and warm like satin.

Bo Yan shivered, as if something rushed out of the cage and could hardly control it.

"You, what are you doing?"

Xia Siyu smiled. If this guy lived in ancient times, he would be like a goblin: "It's nothing, it's just cold."

Bo Yan's answer to her was trembling, as if her heart was leaking: "Where is it cold."

"It's cold everywhere. If you don't believe it, you can try it?"

Made, even if this guy is really a flower ghost and fox demon, he still wants to give it a try, let alone she is not.

Afterwards, Bo Yan admitted that his concentration was still not strong enough. He was as fierce as a tiger, and he could output 250 at first glance. But with such a wife, what's the use of his concentration?

What's more, while he was still upset, Xia Siyu suddenly turned sideways and kissed him on the face. At this moment, his whole body was simply swelling. He felt that even if there was a tiger at this time, he had to try whether to beat him. What's more, it was such a cute tigress.

He said seriously: "Or why should we fight again?"

Xia Siyu acted coquettishly: "I don't want it, I don't want it."

Bo Yan's voice was low and he muttered: "Come on, come on."

**

During the recording of the program the next day, Xia Siyu also expressed her dissatisfaction with Bo Yan in front of the camera.

She was so pretentious that she asked Bo Yan to help her peel an orange and then asked him to help her eat melon seeds. The two of them watched the movie together, but she was not honest and insisted that Bo Yan let her lean on her to stop.

Others just thought that Bo Yan was controlling her from eating ice or drinking. The temper of a lady without ice cream. Who knew that Xia Siyu was venting her dissatisfaction last night. Although she claimed to be full of energy, she also depends on who she compared her. She really forced Bo Yan to be so anxious that Bo Yan could compete with her for most of the night. She was also sleepy and afraid of being tired, so she tried to abstain from the middle of the way, and was pulled back to the trenches by Bo Yan. Bo Yan only took five or six hours a day to be energetic. She was so tired in the morning that he didn't want to get up, so he even did aerobic exercise at home with a barbell.

Bo Yan had enough food and drink, and had a very good temper. Even if Xia Siyu went to the room to peel off his tiles and pulled his hair, he would accept it with a smile, and at most he would wait until the night was quiet before he could deal with her. The two of them had been making trouble for several nights, and the audience who watched the live broadcast did not see anything unusual at all. In addition to feeling that Xia Siyu was arrogant and unrestrained, Bo Yan also had infinite tolerance for her.

Bo Yan's sour words made him want to kill Xia Siyu, but at present, the two of them are indeed a bit gentle with each other like a president and a little wife. Until the day of quarantine, the audience did not notice the nighttime activities they had played at night.

However, the audience also began to pay attention to this year's Golden Month Awards with the camera.

Xia Siyu almost won the award last year, so what about this year? Until now, the candidates for the Golden Month Awards have not yet been finalized by any insider, and the guests shortlisted this time have basically arrived at the scene, including Shang Feier, who will also participate in the variety show in the second half.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!