Chapter 130 Yangyang, Relax
The moment she finished speaking, she leaned over and put her arms around Bo Silin's waist.
Then he tightened his grip and pulled it towards him.
——This action is learned from Bo Silin.
She has always been a fast learner.
The moment the two of them got closer, the bushes and barrage of bullets exploded into fireworks.
“Fuck fuck fuck!!!”
Qiu Ye jumped up and down on the spot.
What’s going on?!
What is happening now!!!!
He is stupid, really stupid.
It wasn't that old dog Bo Silin who took the initiative, it was Yangyang!!
[Help, can I breathe? ? ? ]
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, I've smashed my bed! 】
[When did you watch it? ? ? Ask for an answer! ]
[Look at the waist! Look at the waist!]
[What we're saying is, Linlin's legs aren't great, but her waist looks pretty good!]
[Mom, take these clothes away and tear them off! I won’t wear them today!]
[Sister Yang’s hands ahhhhhhhhh I’m going crazy! ]
"What should I do? Can I continue watching?"
Xiao He covered his eyes with his hands, opened his fingers into two slits, and peeked in frantically.
"Don't look at this, kids! You'll get stye!"
Qiu Ye also used the same posture and nudged Xiao He with his elbow.
seaside.
Su Yangyang's clothes were very thin, and she could directly feel the warmth coming from Bo Silin.
Her gaze was firm and her movements steady.
The atmosphere of the picture is both ambiguous and bizarre.
Bo Silin looked closely and seemed to be able to see the words magnified in Su Yangyang's eyes - create a harmonious society together.
That's awe-inspiring and righteous.
Bo Silin was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.
"This is a bath, not a deathbed." He slowly put his arm around Su Yangyang's waist, a smile flickering in his eyes, "Yangyang, relax."
Ahh ...
What are you talking about!!!
[Without further ado, I'm going to edit the audio. Bye! ]
[This sentence will be my alarm clock for next month! ]
【Rin Shen, wuwuwuwu, you are still someone else’s after all】
[Don't be anxious, I suggest you listen to what Sister Yang says first]
Sister Yang didn't say anything.
Sister Yang is a practical person. She will never talk too much if she can get things done.
She didn't take Bo Silin's words to heart at all, and was only thinking about one thing - plan three.
Now only plan three has not been implemented.
Pulling the tent and drugging were both impractical, so she went straight to the last one.
As for Bo Silin, before he even started performing, he suddenly felt a hand on his leg.
[Holy crap! ! ! ! ! !]
[I touched it! I touched it! Is this something I can see?!]
[Do you feel like it's a bit inappropriate for me to be here? ]
[Sister Yang, are you really that ironic? This is a bit beyond the scope.]
In front of the screen, Bo Xilai and Mr. Bo looked at each other.
They didn't expect that the scale would suddenly fly to the edge of 18+.
At the same time, the speakers next to me suddenly started playing music.
"Drive, drive to the edge of the city..."
Mr. Bo blushed and turned away embarrassedly.
Bo Xi also turned around and watched out of the corner of his eye.
That's outrageous.
The last time it was so embarrassing was when I saw a kissing scene on TV at the same time as my parents.
But the person involved, Bo Silin, was not feeling so well at the moment.
“…Yangyang.”
"Hmm?" Su Yangyang was trying hard. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
[Ahhhh, he feels good! He feels good!]
Bo Silin moved his lips, looked at her expectant face, and finally uttered the word.
"pain."
pain?
Su Yangyang immediately let go of her hand.
Bo Silin suspected that his legs were about to be swollen from being pinched.
However, the drone was neither too close nor too far away, so it did not capture the actual scene and only recorded the sound.
[Oh my god? It hurts? Where does it hurt? Can you tell me more specifically? I have a friend who wants to hear it!]
[Sister Yang, you are not right, where on earth did you touch? ]
[Pass it on, Sister Yang hurts Brother Lin]
[After watching this comment today, I'm really afraid of getting corns]
[Will the live broadcast room be blocked? 】
【It was not sealed when I touched it, but it is sealed now? 】
Su Yangyang frowned and thought in her heart.
It seems that Bo Xilai's trick is not working?
It seems that the only option left is to use the next trump card.
With a "pop".
Su Yangyang dropped the basin.
Everyone: ???
"You wash first, I'll go get ready."
After saying this, Su Yangyang left.
"What? What did she say?" Qiu Ye was anxious.
"I don't know! I didn't hear it!" Xiao He was also anxious, "Why did he leave? Weren't we having fun?!"
[What are you preparing for, Sister Yang? ??? ?]
[A kit for preventing the burping of offspring? It's definitely time to get one. It feels like the day when Linlin is pinned to the bed isn't far off.]
[I bet a bag of spicy noodles that Linlin won't be the one to be crushed!]
【I have two packs, I bet and got beaten】
[I guarantee it's a different posture, I bet, no matter if you press or not, your thinking is too limited]
【?????? Can't we chat with our clothes on?】
Bo Silin stopped where he was, his shaken heart already filled with endless waves because of the last sentence.
After a while, he looked down at his legs.
Although it hurts, but... I still feel unsatisfied.
A few minutes later, Xiao He came over and called everyone: "Sister Yang wants everyone to go to the long table for a midnight snack!"
Having a midnight snack?
Everyone looked at each other.
It’s late at night and there’s still midnight snack available.
When I got over there, sure enough, the strong man had already prepared a pot of seafood noodles.
The seafood they used to keep in wooden carts are now put to use.
Soon, the fragrance wafted over a radius of several hundred meters.
The tent was gone, and the few people stood there miserably, smelling the fragrance in the air from time to time.
Luo Feifei's team was so angry that they almost died.
Her bald head was exposed directly to the firelight.
Everyone lowered their heads, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
"What do we do now? How are we going to sleep at night?"
"Don't worry about where to sleep." Huang Ling came over with a rattan stick. "Set up a hammock. I'll pick some things tomorrow to exchange for a tent. We'll just sleep here for now."
"Is this bed suitable for sleeping?" Luo Feifei squinted.
Huang Ling frowned.
Seeing this, Su Ling immediately said, "Just deal with it, Feifei. At least it's better than having no place to sleep, right?"
Luo Feifei snorted and walked aside.
Huang Ling's face was not looking good either, and he started to set up the hammock by himself.
The atmosphere here is in stark contrast to that of Su Yangyang's camp.
When the seafood noodles were served, everyone cheered.
"Wow!!! Sister Yang is so nice!"
"Lobster! Lobster!"
"It smells so good! Thank you, Sister Yang!"
[Slurp, slurp, damn, I want to eat it too! ]
【The food show has started again???】
[Eating sweet and sour pork is also delicious]
[With a bowl of wontons at hand, I finally got to eat while watching the live broadcast today. How delicious!]
The noodles were served on the table.
Bo Silin came over with a cane.
Just as he was about to sit down, a hand hooked around his arm.
"I'll help you." Su Yangyang's black eyes appeared beside him.
Bo Silin:?
The sun really rose from the west today.
He sat down doubtfully.
"Let's eat." Su Yangyang said.
Everyone immediately began to inhale violently.
Su Yangyang lowered her head and pulled something at her feet.
Bo Silin tilted his head, his eyes soft, "Do you need help?"
"No..." She was about to say this when she suddenly remembered another sentence in the book.
Boys like girls to show weakness.
Think of this.
Su Yangyang lowered her eyes, moved her feet a little, nodded silently, and added a sentence.
"Okay, help me take it out. I... can't lift it."
The words were spoken quietly, but everyone at the table heard them.
Everyone stopped eating noodles.
The strong man choked.
Everyone looked at each other.
What the hell did you just say???
Take it, can’t take it?!
(End of this chapter)
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