Chapter 172 What is my brother talking about? Can my sister join in?

He tried to escape by rolling and crawling.

Bo Silin grabbed him and said, "Stay with me!"

These words were squeezed out from between teeth.

"I won't!" Qiu Ye lowered his voice, gritting his teeth as he rushed forward, "I won't! Let go! Let go! Bo Silin!"

Bo Silin used great force and held the man down tightly.

Under the firelight.

The girl has a slender waist.

She was wearing a tight T-shirt, black hot pants, and a pair of high heels sparkling with diamonds underneath her long, slender white legs.

Just looking at her body, it's enough to make your nose bleed.

But that face can truly be described as wonderful.

——The large area of ​​purple eyeshadow sets the tone for the nightclub style.

Bloody mouths and flaming red lips embellish the desolate island.

Flushed cheeks.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether she was drunk or had applied blush.

As she walked, she sprained her ankle.

Like a crab that has become a spirit, it moved towards Bo Silin.

Bo Silin: “…”

Qiu Ye: "..."

Two faces.

His face was ashen.

Qiu Ye couldn't escape either. He stared at the ground with wide eyes, his whole body trembling.

I didn't even dare to look at Su Yangyang.

He suspected that Su Yangyang wanted to take revenge on him because of the incident at the Colosseum.

This makeup looks very similar to the day when he sent his second uncle away.

The birthday makeup on the second uncle's face is cleverly similar to that on Su Yangyang's face.

He just took one look at the makeup.

I heard the sound of suonas all around and paper money everywhere.

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

【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ 】

I exploded, I exploded! ! ! ! ! !

[Qiao Hefeng, come out here!]

[Fengfeng, are you crazy?! What did you teach Sister Yang?! What the hell?!?!]

[This is not Aquaman, this is the Undersea Dragon King!!!]

Bo Silin raised his head bravely.

"Yangyang, you..."

"Brother!" Su Yangyang suddenly spoke, calling out in a majestic voice.

【??????!!! 】

[I've read this paragraph, but Fengfeng didn't teach me that way just now!]

Fengfeng specifically emphasized that the tone of voice should be softened! Soften it!

[When someone calls you brother, is it a sweet and tender way?]

[Sister Yang calls me brother, it's the Peach Garden Oath! ]

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

Su Yangyang nodded, then leaned over, reached out, lifted his chin, and touched it gently.

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

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

He wants to escape!

He really wants to escape!

Something is wrong!

I originally thought that the scariest person today was Su Yangyang in the Colosseum!

I never expected that something even more terrifying was yet to come!

"I, I, I, what..."

Qiu Ye was being held by Bo Silin, so he simply took off his coat and ran forward like a cicada escaping from its shell. "You can join! You can join anytime! You two can chat! I'm going to pick up that crew!"

He disappeared in a flash.

[Qiu Ye, you are not iron enough]

【What do you want Lin to do? 】

[You actually ran away at the critical moment? I really despise you! !]

I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy

After Su Yangyang lifted his chin, she thought for a moment.

I kind of forgot the words.

It’s because these shoes are so difficult to wear. I borrowed them from Su Ling.

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

It seems that Bo Silin didn't react at all?

"Let's stop here for today." Su Yangyang made a hasty decision.

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

Pulled the person back.

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

"Where are you going?" he asked. "Aren't we going to play together?"

【!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!】

【Rinrin! Fuck you! 】

【Oh shit oh shit oh shit! 】

[What's going on?! They forced it into a love scene?!]

[I really didn’t expect it to develop like this?!]

Su Yangyang narrowed her eyes immediately: "We want to play together."

But Qiao Hefeng only taught her this far and let her try the waters.

It doesn’t say how to proceed if Bo Silin agrees to play together?

"Then let's go and play together."

Bo Silin stood up, took her hand, and walked into the tent.

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

"What the hell! Why aren't you following the script?"

Qiao Hefeng said excitedly, "The script ends right after the first touch! Did Sister Yang forget? The key is to seduce people without them even realizing it!"

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

He turned his head and saw Shen Ruoqing with a dark face.

"How do you know so much?" Shen Ruoqing asked.

“It’s not me!”

Qiao Hefeng raised the script in his hand.

"It's a drama I'm going to be filming next month. I think it's pretty good. The female lead is really talented."

Everyone: “…”

"Look."

Qiao Hefeng pointed at the words on the script and said—

"With fiery red lips and large swathes of purple eyeshadow, she exudes a charming glow on the dance floor of the nightclub... The hero walks towards the heroine, lifts her chin and says, 'Woman, you've successfully attracted my attention.' The heroine puts her arm around his shoulders and says, 'Brother, what are you guys playing? Can I join in?'"

He put down the script.

"Pretty good, right? It's an exact replica, one-to-one, no cheating."

"What is your role in it?" Shen Ruoqing asked.

"I have three lines for this bartender," Qiao Hefeng said proudly.

Everyone: “…”

【Baby, why don’t you act out that glass of wine? 】

I don’t know who is numb, I am numb anyway.

Send a razor blade to the screenwriter! Send it over!!!

[Help! I'll pay, can someone kidnap him? Following his instructions, this is a complete failure!]

[Is no one concerned about what's going on in the tent? I'm going to check out the livestream room on the other side!]

Outside the tent.

The drone whizzed by but failed to get in.

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

Then.

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

Beneath the eyeshadow, round black eyes were revealed, staring at him.

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

Bo Silin's fingers paused.

"Qiao Hefeng said this makeup is very 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 away the red lipstick marks on her lips.

"I like it," he said.

Su Yangyang immediately curled her eyes.

Qiao Hefeng, another credit.

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

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

Long straight black hair reveals a porcelain-white face.

The firelight flickered as the silhouette of the tent was reflected.

Paired with this outfit that is completely not her style.

It is a strange and moving beauty.

He paused again and his breathing slowed.

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

After rubbing it twice, it is plump and very tempting.

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

Su Yangyang held his wrist and touched it gently, imitating Bo Silin's behavior.

"Don't be afraid. You can reject me. But it's best not to. You'll eventually marry... marry me anyway."

Bo Silin heard his eardrums buzzing.

"Do you really want to marry me?" he asked.

"Yeah." Su Yangyang nodded.

Of course I do.

She dreams of having a home.

Bo Silin's family is very nice.

"Actually, Yangyang doesn't need to ask others..."

He approached, using his lips instead of his fingers, his voice hoarse.

Then came a lower and softer voice—

"I can teach you myself."

Before the kiss ended, Su Yangyang suddenly stood up.

Turn defense into offense.

"I know this. You taught me."

She rode on Bo Silin.

Her long hair brushed across his face, and then she ripped open his collar cleanly and neatly.

The button fell to the ground and turned twice.

Thin white fingertips touched his collarbone.

The next second, he reached directly into the collar.

(End of this chapter)