Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 894: Private soup (2)

Bo Yan's hand slowly climbed up on her shoulder and neck, and really helped her squeeze it. This guy really understands his psychology, and every time the benefits are just right. Hanging his appetite, let him not taste the taste so quickly, obviously the method used is so clumsy, but he is happy.

It's no wonder that Meirenguan is a hero's tomb. He asked himself that he was indifferent to other people or things, and he was full of self-control, but he encountered such a goblin. He clearly saw some of her little tricks, but he was still willing to jump into the pit.

Bo Yan this time focuses on helping her squeeze the bruises on her body. In fact, the bruises are basically congestion. If kneading properly, they can disperse early, which is good for her recovery. Bo Yan had learned Sanda before, and he was very good at dealing with wounds. Xia Siyu did deliberately tease him at first and asked him to kill the chicken for her, but she felt extra comfortable when she pressed it. Although some places were painful to press at first, as Bo Yan's fingertips rubbed away, there was still a smooth and comfortable feeling after the soreness. She really enjoyed it, and then began to command: "A little on the left, on the right, yes. , here it is, a little lighter, good good, um, very comfortable."

This sound, combined with the sound of Bo Yan's pressing water, is extraordinarily fascinating. Fortunately, they are soaking in private soup. If there are other people around, it is indeed a shame.

Bo Yan also felt distressed about her wound, and focused on kneading the affected area for her. It wasn't until the first round was over that he thought about going deeper. Xia Siyu still turned his back to him and never looked back. Bo Yan just took precautions and put the small umbrella that had not been torn open, just thinking about the possibility of doing bad things in the hot spring.

They've had it in the bathtub before, but the feel of a bathtub and a hot spring is completely different. This kind of private soup strives to make the water in the small pond natural. The pond is surrounded by pebbles, and trees and vegetation are planted next to it. Although it is only a small piece, it also tries to simulate nature as much as possible, giving people a natural stimulation.

And it's surrounded by walls, but it's open air. When you look up, you can see the starry sky, and you can hear birds and insects, which is original and exciting. After all, Bo Yan hadn't been in contact with her for a long time. A quick burst on Christmas morning was like swallowing a jujube, and she even had to take medicine.

It's easy to have a wife, and it's easy to get on well with his wife, but Bo Yan's life is no different from being single. If it goes on like this, his little tadpoles are estimated to develop into frogs on their own, and people are about to die. That is to say, he has good patience, and he was able to endure the killing of her horse just now, and he did not make a bad move.

But now, he can't take it anymore.

His hands began to linger on her shoulders again, and then gradually slid down, gradually grabbing her waistline. Well, after this period of exercise, she did feel that the flesh on her body was a lot firmer, less smooth to the touch, and a little more firm. But the waist looks thinner, and it's easy to pinch in the water...

Bo Yan stepped forward, just about to start, when he suddenly found that this guy had his head resting on his elbow and fell asleep sweetly.

Would you like to be so unsightly! Bo Yan was a bit dumbfounded, he had just been killing chickens for a long time. He called softly: "Xia Siyu."

Xia Siyu hummed, changed her position, and still slept soundly.