Chapter 240: Wind and waves (1)

So Xia Siyu stepped forward generously, really stuck in front of him,

carefully looking at his chest and abdominal muscles...

Bo Yan's figure is as superior as his face. Some artists are handsome, but

they are not tall enough. Or the height is enough, but the legs are too short,

the waist is too long, and there is no muscle.

There are also some people who practice muscles and get crazy. The whole

person is like a King Kong, which is too large and does not conform to the

aesthetics of East Asians.

But everything in Bo Yan is just right. The height is 183, the height is

enough, and the legs are very long. The shoulders are broad and the arms are

strong and strong. Although I have been exercising all year round and I have

beautiful muscles on my body, it is not too obtrusive because I do not pursue

bodybuilding effects too much.

This pectoral muscle is combined with eight pack abs, like chocolate, with

rounded ups and downs. But it is not too rich in color like dark chocolate.

Bo Yan is not black, his skin is very white. He has never been tanned, nor has

he deliberately maintained this whiteness. He just goes out daily and is just

sunscreen. Through the years, his skin is somewhere between white and wheat, a

very healthy and sunny complexion. His body is similar to his head and face,

and even in such a dimly lit room, he can see the undulating curves of his

muscles.

From the outside, he is indeed impeccable. Unless you don't like this type of

man, he just takes off his clothes in front of you brightly, no one can be

indifferent.

Xia Siyu has a blend of Chinese and Western ideas. On the one hand, her mother

is very strict with her, especially her gender education. So many boys have

chased her since childhood, but she has only one boyfriend.

But she also has the warm and open side of Westerners. She believes that men

and women are normal needs of adults. As long as they are in accordance with

the law and morality, there is nothing evil or ugly. She was with Bo Yan, and

she took the initiative, she confessed first, and she kissed first.

Bo Yan is really good-looking, and she really wants to see it. Although the

two people had a bad relationship before, she was not too embarrassed to watch

it. But he was so proactive, there was nothing she could twitch. And not only

did she want to see, she also wanted to touch.

Bo Yan was generous, watching her little head approached, and calmly said, "It

looks good."

Xia Siyu just sneered at each other, but now he nodded honestly: "It looks

good."

But she still has to struggle: "Who knows if your muscles are built or you eat

protein powder. Unless..."

She just wanted to say "Unless you touch me, I will test it for your fans".

Bo Yan answered immediately: "Eating protein powder? A joke. Of course I

exercised it every day. If you don't believe me, try it."

"Then I'm not welcome." Xia Siyu waited for him to say this, and then

immediately leaned forward to get started.

Bo Yan's skin is smooth, after all, he is an East Asian man, and he is not as

strong as a white man. After all, he is an actor, and he is from a good family

background. It is soft and thick, and feels like a cushion covered with

flannel. He has strong muscles and has a faint rising curve when he is not

exerting force, like a beautiful cheetah, waiting for the prey to come.

Looking at it, Xia Siyu grunted in his throat, spreading from his chest to his

belly.

Can't go down anymore, although she regrets that she can't see his mermaid

line, but she also has a bottom line. Further down...