Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 1042: Jiaozi (6)

Bo Yan also sprinkled flour along with them. The two of them avoided and sprinkled the flour. The whole kitchen was white. It's still thin words and quick hands. When Xia Siyu wanted to turn around and grab the flour, he came up to circle her and put her in front of the cooking table.

Xia Siyu and Bo Yan's faces are completely white, and they can directly play black and white impermanence without makeup, and the effect is great.

Xia Siyu was panting, coughing and laughing, while preparing to escape: "Let go of me, go back to making dumplings, be good."

Bo Yan won't let her run away. This guy is slippery like a swimming fish. If you let go of her hand, it is estimated that his backhand will be a handful of white noodles: "If you want to go, let's go together. Cooking is also done together. "

After he finished speaking, he put the bag of flour a little farther away. He had long hands, making sure that he placed it in a limited position, so that someone could not get it.

Xia Siyu looked at Bo Yan and laughed: "Hahahaha, you are so ugly! I should take a picture to show your fans to see what you look like now."

Bo Yan's face was grayed by her, and the whole face was white, and it was dark and shallow, looking so ugly.

Bo Yan also retorted: "What do you think your face looks like now? If you choose to play sketches in the future, you will be chosen!"

Xia Siyu's eyes widened immediately: "I play a sketch? What kind of sketch do I play?"

Bo Yan quickly answered: "Of course it's like Zhu Bajie carrying a beautiful daughter-in-law."

Xia Siyu snorted: "This is almost the same."

The two slowed down a little. Although Xia Siyu's face was white and gray, his eyes were still rolling. Knowing that it's useless to pretend to be pitiful, he simply stretched his arms around his neck and said with a smile, "I don't want it, I want to eat what my husband made."

Bo Yan also took the plan, put his hand on her waist, did not let her run, and did not give her a chance to make trouble: "Let's go together."

Xia Siyu smiled and came up and pecked on his lips. His lips, which were originally stained with white face, were suddenly ruddy by her kiss. Xia Siyu's voice was deliberately soft: "Husband, go."

Bo Yan's fingers gently wiped between his lips, and the color of the lips he wiped became brighter: "This is not enough."

Xia Siyu actually knew what this guy wanted, but she deliberately pretended not to know. She tilted her head and smiled slyly: "Then what do you say?"

Of course Bo Yan also knows, this guy pretends not to understand. But it doesn't matter, she doesn't have to pretend she doesn't understand, he just lets her understand. Bo Yan leaned forward, kissed deeply, and when they parted, his voice was a little hoarse: "This way... it's about the same."

Bo Yan has taken action, how could Xia Siyu be passively beaten! She hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and gently brushed the temples beside his ear, her voice was extraordinarily charming: "Is this enough?"

Bo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he hugged her again on the cooking table, making sure she would sit by the table: "Then I'll... start?"

Xia Siyu looked at him. She thought that she must have worn eighteen layers of filters. How could she still see Bo Yan's handsomeness on such a face full of white and gray?

When Bo Yan was lingering on her neck and collarbone, she still thought, "It's over, I'm afraid I drank fake wine. I actually think that the hair on the top of Bo Yan's head is so beautiful.

Just as her hand was about to cling to the top of his skull...