Chapter 172 What Is My Brother Talking About, Can My Sister Join?

He rolled and crawled trying to escape.

Bo Silin grabbed him, "Stay with me!"

The words came out of the gap between the teeth.

"I don't!" Qiu Ye lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, "I don't! Let go! Let go! Bo Silin!"

Bo Silin's strength was very heavy, pressing the person firmly.

under fire.

The girl has a slim waist.

Wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, black hot pants, and a pair of shining diamonds under the long thin white legs.

Just looking at the body, it is the level of people's nosebleeds.

But that face is really wonderful.

——The large-scale rendering of purple eye shadow sets the tone of nightclub style.

Bloody mouths and fiery red lips adorn the barren islands.

Cheeks flushed.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was drinking or applying blush.

As soon as she left, she was stunned.

Like a crab, it moved in the direction of Bo Sirin.

Bo Silin: "..."

Qiu Ye: "..."

two faces.

Face as grey.

Qiu Ye couldn't escape either, staring at the ground with wide eyes, trembling all over his body.

He didn't dare to look at Su Yangyang at all.

He wondered if it was because of the Colosseum incident that Su Yangyang wanted to take revenge on himself.

This makeup looks very much like the day he sent his second uncle away.

The longevity makeup on the second uncle's face is ingeniously similar to Su Yangyang's.

He just glanced at the makeup.

I felt like suonas all around me, and there was paper money everywhere.

It's the level of having nightmares for a month.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[I'm blown up, I'm blown up! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Joe Hefeng, come out for me! 】

[Fengfeng are you crazy! What did you teach Sister Yang! What ah ah ah! ! ! 】

[This is not the sea king, this is the underwater dragon king! ! ! 】

Bo Sirin bravely raised his head.

"Yangyang, you..."

"Brother!" Su Yangyang suddenly opened his mouth and exclaimed grandly.

【? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! 】

[I read this paragraph, Feng Feng didn't teach it like this just now! 】

[Feng Feng specially emphasized that the tone should be soft! Be soft! 】

[Someone calls him brother, is he soft-spoken? 】

[Sister Yang is called brother, and it is Taoyuan's righteousness! 】

"Call, call me?" Bo Silin asked slowly.

Su Yangyang nodded, then leaned over, reached out to lift his chin, and touched it lightly.

"What are you playing? Can my sister join in?"

Qiu Ye: ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

He is running away!

He really wants to run away!

Something is not right!

I thought the most terrifying thing today was Su Yangyang in the Colosseum!

Unexpectedly, the more terrifying is yet to come!

"I, my, my what..."

Qiu Ye was grasped by Bo Silin, so he simply took off his jacket, performed Jin Chan's shelling on the spot, and ran forward, "You can join! You can join as you like! You two talk! I'll pick up that, that crew!"

He ran away in a flash.

【Qiu Ye, you are not iron enough】

【What do you want Brother Lin to do? 】

[You escaped by yourself at a critical time? I really despise you! ! 】

【I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy】

After Su Yangyang lifted his chin, he thought about it.

I forgot the words a bit.

No wonder these shoes are too hard to wear, so I borrowed them from Su Ling.

She began to doubt whether Qiao Hefeng's trick would work.

It seems that Bo Silin has no response?

"Let's be here first today." Su Yangyang made a hasty decision.

Just as she was about to leave, Bo Silin reached out his hand helplessly.

hold people back.

Su Yangyang turned back and saw the man's deep eyes staring at him in the firelight.

"Where to?" he said. "Don't you want to play together?"

【! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【stern! fuck you! 】

[Fuck, fuck, fuck! 】

【what happened! Is it a love affair? ! 】

[I really didn't expect to develop like this? ! 】

Su Yangyang suddenly narrowed his eyes: "I want to play together."

But Qiao Hefeng only taught her here and let her try the water.

Didn't say if Bo Sirin agreed to play together, how should we continue?

"Then let's go and play together."

Bo Silin got up, held her by the hand, and walked into the tent.

Xiao He, Qiao Hefeng and others, who were hiding in the dark, were all shocked.

"Fuck! Why don't you follow the script!"

Qiao Hefeng said excitedly, "The script is ready to go! Sister Yang forgot! It's just to be invisible!"

"Hook him first, then leave, leave a deep impression on him, and their relationship will start to change from here!"

When he turned his head, he saw Shen Ruoqing's face darkened.

"How do you understand that?" Shen Ruoqing asked.

"not me!"

Qiao Hefeng raised the script in his hand.

"It's the drama I'm going to shoot next month. I think it's pretty good. The heroine is really good at it."

Everyone: "..."

"Look."

Qiao Hefeng pointed to the words on the script -

"Flaming red lips, large purple eye shadows, exuding a charming brilliance on the dance floor of the nightclub... The male protagonist walked up to the female protagonist, lifted her chin and said, woman, you have successfully attracted my attention. The female protagonist hugged her back. His shoulder said - brother, what are you playing, can I join in?"

He dropped the script.

"It's pretty good, isn't it? Re-engraving the original, one-to-one restoration, the old man is not deceived."

"What's your role in it?" Shen Ruoqing asked.

"The bartender, I have three lines." Joe Hefeng said proudly.

Everyone: "..."

[Baby, why don't you play that glass of wine? 】

[I don't know who is numb, I'm numb anyway]

[Send a blade to the screenwriter! Send it over! ! ! 】

【Help! I'll pay, who's going to tie him up? According to his guidance, this thing is really yellow! 】

【Does anyone care what happened in the tent? I'll go to the other side of the live broadcast room to see! 】

outside the tent.

The drone was whizzing and couldn't get in.

In the tent, a pair of hands gently caressed Su Yangyang's face.

Subsequently.

Bo Silin took the makeup remover wipes he just borrowed and removed the purple eyeshadow little by little.

Under the eye shadow, round black eyes were exposed, staring at him.

"Bo Silin, don't you like it?" Su Yangyang asked.

Bo Silin's fingers paused.

"Qiao Hefeng said that this makeup look is beautiful and will definitely attract you." Su Yangyang said again.

In the grass not far away, Qiao Hefeng suddenly shivered.

Bo Silin reached out and gently wiped the red lip print from her mouth.

"Like it," he said.

Su Yangyang immediately rolled his eyes.

Joe Hefeng, one more credit.

Where the makeup remover wipes had wiped, a beautiful and delicate face slowly appeared.

In order to match the overall look tonight, Su Yangyang originally had loose hair.

The black long straight down is the porcelain white face.

The silhouette of the fire on the tent was dimmed.

With this outfit that is totally out of her style.

It is a strange and touching beauty.

He stopped again, breathing slowly.

The thumb pressed against her lips, and her vision suddenly darkened.

Rub it twice, it's meaty and tempting.

"I want to marry you, so I thought I had to show some sincerity, so I went to ask others for advice."

Su Yangyang held his wrist, followed Bo Silin's example, and touched it lightly.

"Don't be afraid, you can refuse me. But it's best not to, anyway, you will eventually marry...you will marry me."

Bo Silin heard the rumbling of his eardrums.

"Really want to marry me?" he asked.

"Yeah." Su Yangyang nodded.

Of course.

She dreams of having a home.

Bo Sirin's house is very good.

"Actually, you don't need to ask anyone else..."

He jumped up, his fingers were replaced by his lips, and his voice was hoarse.

Then came a lower and quieter sound—

"I can teach you myself."

Before the kiss fell, Su Yangyang suddenly got up.

Offensive.

"I know this, you taught me."

She rode on Bosi Rin.

The long hair brushed across his face, then neatly pulled off his collar.

The button fell to the ground and turned twice.

Thin white fingertips caressed his collarbone.

The next second, go straight into the neckline.