Chapter 1612: Power failure (4)

This guy really is like that, what is true is true and false, she leaned over

when he was unwilling before, but now she is still playing the accent.

Bo Yan said: "Can you graduate? If you say it, it doesn't count. I say it."

Could Xia Siyu play the cards according to common sense? She said directly:

"Then I don't want this degree, I want to drop out."

She was familiar after dropping out! When she was in college, she dropped out.

Most people will need that degree, but she doesn't care. Anyway, he has been

scolded as a nine-leaked fish, which is not bad. Lest she get a degree from N

University, she will also be ashamed of N University.

Bo Yan was taken aback by her remarks, who knew that this guy still said such

words. He said gloomily: "Even if you drop out, the tuition is not

refundable."

For Xia Siyu, money is a foreign object, she doesn't value it at all. After

she finished speaking, she nodded readily: "If you don't retreat, you will be

rewarded!"

"You..." This guy retreats and I enter, he's so proficient in playing. Bo Yan

laughed angrily, and she appreciated this obscure thing.

As soon as he exerted force, Xia Siyu could not stand steady, staggering two

steps forward, next to him. This kind of little thing has to be suppressed by

strength, and if she is subdued, she will not dare to make it again.

Wouldn't he be obedient, he just wanted to kiss him. Bo Yan's head stretched

forward, trying to press her face, but he turned to the left, Xia Siyu leaned

to the right. Bo Yan approached again, and she smiled and hid while hiding,

saying: "What are you doing? The camera is shooting."

This guy's slippery hands are like a fish, and his teeth are itchy.

Bo Yan moved forward, and Xia Siyu leaned back and avoided. She has practiced

dancing on her own, her body is very soft, and she bows her waist down, doing

very beautifully. If it weren't for Bo Yan's arm around her feet, he would be

afraid that Xia Siyu would fall back.

Xia Siyu was in mid-air, still not panting, and said without blushing: "How

thin, sir, can't be soft and hard? Tell you I don't want this set."

Everyone smiled bluntly: "What's wrong with the hard one?"

Xia Siyu smiled slyly: "That also requires you to have the ability to come

over."

Bo Yan did not continue to lean forward, but led her back. While retreating,

he also paid attention to the camera in the living room, and never be caught

by the camera.

As soon as he backed away, Xia Siyu did not continue to lower his waist, but

took a few steps behind him. With a "bang", Bo Yan gently pushed her against

the wall, let her vest against the wall, and used the wall to resist her

escape. During this process, his hand kept resting on her waist. At first, it

was to prevent accidents when she lowered her waist, but now it is a kind of

imprisonment, to see where she runs!

He leaned forward again, this time Xia Siyu didn't sway, but she stretched out

her hand to block the corner of her mouth.

Bo Yan immediately kissed her in the palm of her hand, and her eyebrows

suddenly wrinkled. This kind of old community is different from the Allure

Apartment they live in, and the soundproofing is not very good. He did not

dare to make a noise, even if he was not spotted by the camera in the living

room, it would be embarrassing to be heard by the residents next to him.

He controlled Xia Siyu's waistline with one hand, and with the other hand

pulled her paw away from the corner of her mouth, and moved forward again.

Xia Siyu still has a hand. When her left hand was about to stretch out, Bo Yan

pinched the palm of her waistline and took her by the way. He controlled his

hands, and was pressed by him against the wall. He didn't believe it. Xia Siyu

really dared to get out of jio and scrapped the parts with one knee.

Xia Siyu did not do such a thing, but shouted when he approached: "Hey wait a

minute."

Still waiting for a fart. Bo Yan ignored her excuse, but when he approached,

Xia Siyu smiled: "If you dare to come over, believe me or not?"

That expression must be tricky and tricky, and there is a little pride in the

tricky.

Bo Yan's sullen sorrow is still rare for her small temper. He grinned and

gritted his teeth and said: "Then you call, you call the throat broken and no

one will come to rescue you.-Don't call it ‘broken throat’!"

Xia Siyu narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure and sure?"

Bo Yan proudly: "You can try."

He didn't believe it, Xia Siyu really dared to call when the neighbors all

came over. Although the camera in the living room has a poor radio function,

if Xia Siyu screams, it should be able to be received. It would be

embarrassing to be heard by the director team.

Xia Siyu did not turn her head to shout, but she lowered her head-turned on

the other microphone on her chest!

"I rely on—" Bo Yan couldn't help cursing, he didn't expect Xia Siyu to really

dare to do such a thing. Frightened and almost let go, he hurriedly tightened

again, lest Xia Siyu, who was still moving, fell. After Xia Siyu stood still,

she looked at him with a smile: "Teacher Bo, good night, see you tomorrow.

Rest early and have a good dream. If you don't sleep well, you will have dark

circles under your eyes."

He didn't know if there were dark circles under the eyes, but Bo Yan was

beaten prematurely by her ** heart sooner or later.

Bo Yan was still waiting, Xia Siyu pointed at the microphone she was holding,

with a smug look on her face, meaning that if you have the ability, come over!

Bo Yan has the ability to come, but he dared not to be presumptuous with the

microphone on. He can be regarded as subduing Xia Siyu. There was nothing

wrong with him. After being slapped by her, the sultry mind was ready to move,

but she called to stop.

Bo Yan had to stand still, and then pointed at Xia Siyu with an uncomfortable

expression, and his lips seemed to say: "Okay, you remembered it for Lao Tzu!"

After a night with her, he sweats more than when the power went out. Moreover,

I haven't touched anything yet, it's absolutely amazing.

Xia Siyu stood there with a smug expression and shook her head with joy.

Instead, she was not afraid, and said loudly: "Teacher Bo is right, and Mr. Bo

is right. Later, when I have time, I will discuss and discuss art with Mr. Bo,

and learn from each other's acting skills. ."

Combining the words she just said "dedicate herself to art", and she still

said loudly into her microphone, it was simply deliberate.

There was no way for me to say nothing, so I coughed, and my voice was a

little hoarse: "You know it yourself."

Then he turned his head and wanted to plug in the camera in the only corridor

that was not plugged in yet.

Xia Siyu suddenly called him from behind: "Wait a minute, Teacher Bo, you have

one thing you haven't taken yet."

Bo Yan looked back with a strange look, and first glanced at the microphone on

her chest. The indicator light was still on and still running. What did he not

take?

When he was a little puzzled, Xia Siyu, who had been avoiding it just now,

suddenly leaned over, one side of his face, stretched forward, and his lips

gently touched the corners of his mouth, as soon as he touched it, softly like

feather. Her voice also softened: "You forgot this."