Chapter 455: She Wouldn’t Become an Emperor, She Would Become a Sea King
Xiao He was puzzled and looked upstairs.
In fact, he almost believed it just now.
After all, when we were on the set, Lin Ge's reaction was really weird.
But morning sickness... God, he must be crazy to have such an idea!
Xiao He shuddered.
Upstairs, Su Yangyang gently opened Bo Silin's door.
There was a bulge on the bed, and the air was filled with the smell of despair.
Su Yangyang poked his pouting part.
"Linlin, I'll change it back for you once it's past midnight. Starting tomorrow, I'll change it once she changes it, and I'll monitor it every day."
After saying that, Bo Silin stretched out his hand and lifted a corner of the quilt.
In the dark night, the pajamas he wore were loose.
As soon as the quilt was lifted, the whole room was instantly lit up.
Downstairs, Qiao Hefeng looked at Bo Silin's room strangely.
"Strange," he said, "Why is the light in their room green?"
In the room, Su Yangyang squatted down and took a closer look.
"Is everything really transparent?"
It was the first time she had seen a luminous body.
She covered herself with the quilt, moved her body, took out a still hot meat pie from her arms, and wrapped it three times with a bag. The pocket in her arms was also sewn by Su Yangyang herself.
As she was used to marching and fighting, she would sew a pocket on the lining of every piece of clothing.
"Eat it, they just made it." She handed it to Bo Silin, "See if you can eat it?"
Bo Silin leaned forward to take it, smelled it, and accepted it.
Su Yangyang put her face on the head of the bed and lay down.
"Linlin, you said today that you're not a star in another world. What's that?"
Bo Silin paused in eating the pancake and looked closer at her.
"Working people."
Su Yangyang:?
"What kind of job?" she asked.
It seemed as if she had never known the real Bo Silin before.
It was only after I knew that he might return to his original world that I began to become curious.
Bo Silin thought for a moment and said, "Similar to Bo Xilai."
"Starting a business?"
“I didn’t start a business.”
As a financial trader in the venture capital industry, he has earned enough money to squander for ten lifetimes, so he is too lazy to manage the company.
Su Yangyang looked at him sympathetically.
Whether doing Bo Xilai's work or working for others, life would probably be difficult.
She reached out and touched Bo Silin's head - the only place on his body that was not glowing or hot.
"Don't worry, I'm here for you. I won't let you suffer."
Bo Silin paused while eating the cake.
He immediately understood, nodded slowly, and started crying: "Then you must come earlier, I'm afraid I will starve to death on the street..."
He even sobbed as he spoke.
Su Yangyang hugged him tighter.
"Okay, I'll be there early." She patted Bo Silin's head.
Bo Silin was so excited that he wanted to take out his cell phone to record this scene.
It’s a pity that he couldn’t take Gu Sheng with him when he left.
This bastard is really a big headache.
Bo Silin lay happily in her arms.
He asked, "What did Yangyang do when he was in Dayan, besides fighting?"
"Besides fighting wars?" Su Yangyang lowered her eyes. "It's just reviewing memorials, holding meetings with ministers, and attending palace banquets."
"Palace banquet?"
"Well, a group of men dancing with swords is quite nice to see."
Bo Silin clenched his fists.
Man, sword dance!
He immediately thought of that bastard Gu Sheng's sword dance moves, which were exactly the same as Yangyang's.
I guess the two of them had rehearsed together before.
Bo Silin fell on the bed, holding his chest, "My stomach hurts again..."
Suddenly a gust of wind blew past my ears.
He tilted his head and squinted, and saw Su Yangyang's smiling face in front of him.
"Linlin, I once received thirty-six beauties at once."
Thirty-six!!!
This number was like a knife, stabbing directly into Bo Silin's heart.
"At that time..." She leaned forward, her voice very soft, "Because I had never summoned any man for my favor, the people were anxious. They thought about the foundation of the country and worried that there would be no one to inherit it."
Bo Silin stopped moving.
There is light before my eyes again.
"That's why I thought, since we want to leave behind offspring, we might as well choose someone we know," she said. "So I chose Wei Ling, who has been by my side for ten years."
Bo Silin raised his eyes and looked at her.
The two of them stood very close to each other, slowly looking at each other.
"Linlin." She touched his face. "Don't you always treat Gu Sheng as your enemy? In my heart, he has never been your enemy. He betrayed his country and his friends, but he never betrayed his love. I have only loved one person, and there is only one person I can be honest with."
Her fingertips slid down and touched the necklace around Bo Silin's neck.
He wore it every day and used special oil to care for it. Most of the time, he kept it close to his skin. Su Yangyang only saw him take it out twice, both times when Gu Sheng came.
Su Yangyang hooked the necklace and gently pulled him in front of her. She placed her cold fingertips on his chin and lifted it up.
He didn't say a word of fear, but he said everything.
Bo Silin's pupils trembled.
The next second, Su Yangyang was pulled into the quilt by him.
The long inky hair spread out on the sheets, creating a sharp contrast.
She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes full of lust.
At just one glance, Bo Silin fell in love with her.
Because of the restraint and solemnity she exudes, the spring love that breaks all this seems particularly tempting, even thrilling.
The scenes of last night began to appear uncontrollably in his mind.
Red lips, panting, hugging, light sweat, and a suppressed call...
It was the first time he knew that calling out the three words "Bo Silin" could make him lose control.
It was also the first time that he realized that the ultimate possession could really offset all uneasiness.
"when--"
The clock of the Bo family struck.
Exactly twelve o'clock.
Then came the sound of the door.
“Knock knock.”
"Master, you didn't have dinner, would you like a midnight snack?"
The butler said outside the door.
There was no movement inside for a long time.
He pushed the door open curiously, only to see messy bed sheets.
"Hey, did you go out?"
The butler shrugged, opened the door and went out again.
In the cabinet, their breaths intertwined.
Bo Silin covered Su Yangyang's eyes.
"Don't look at it." He whispered, "It's ugly."
Su Yangyang kissed his shoulder.
Not only did she not think it was ugly, she thought it was beautiful.
These lights also made every line on his body clearer.
Su Yangyang took his hand away.
Bo Silin lowered his eyes and did not meet her gaze.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and then she curled her lips and said, "Linlin, Tian Tian showed me a lot of books, and there are a lot of descriptions about body parts in them."
The long hair brushed across his chest, making his heart itch wherever it passed.
"The book often describes the hero as 'like a god,' which I thought was an exaggeration. It wasn't until I saw him with my own eyes that I realized it wasn't just a figure of speech."
It wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes that I realized this wasn't just rhetoric...
Bo Silin raised his eyes instantly.
With the way she talks, if she doesn't become an emperor, she'll probably become a sea king.
He laughed.
The next second he leaned forward and answered with a kiss.
(End of this chapter)
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