Chapter 1612 Power Outage (4)

This guy is really like this, real and fake. Before, she leaned over when he didn't want to, but now she is still pretending.

Bo Yan said: "Whether you can graduate or not, it's not up to you, it's up to me."

Can Xia Siyu play by the rules? She said directly: "Then I don't want this degree, I want to drop out."

She is familiar with dropping out! She dropped out of college. Most people would need that degree, but she doesn't care. Anyway, she has been scolded as a nine-hole fish, so it doesn't matter. Otherwise, she will bring shame to N University if she gets a degree from N University.

Bo Yan was shocked by her remarks. Who knew this guy would say such words. He said gloomily: "Even if you drop out, the tuition fee cannot be refunded."

Money is just an external thing to Xia Siyu, she doesn't care at all. After Bo Yan finished speaking, she nodded very readily: "If you don't refund it, I will treat it as a reward!"

"You..." This guy is playing with you retreating and me advancing, he is simply playing to perfection. Bo Yan was so angry that he laughed. She was so happy to reward him for such a non-existent thing.

As soon as he exerted force, Xia Siyu lost her balance and stumbled forward two steps, close to him. This kind of little thing needs to be suppressed by strength. If she is suppressed and subdued, she will not dare to do it again.

She refused to submit obediently, so he insisted on kissing her. Bo Yan stretched his head forward, wanting to touch her face, but he moved to the left, and Xia Siyu moved to the right. Bo Yan moved closer again, and she smiled and dodged to the side, saying while dodging: "What are you doing? The camera is filming."

This guy's hands are as slippery as a swimming fish, which makes people irritated.

Bo Yan moved forward again, and Xia Siyu leaned back to avoid him. She relied on her practice of dancing and her body flexibility. She bent down and did it very beautifully. If Bo Yan's hands were not around her feet, he was afraid that Xia Siyu would fall backwards.

Xia Siyu was in mid-air, still breathing and not blushing, saying: "What, Mr. Bo, if soft tactics don't work, you're going to use force? I'm telling you, I won't fall for that."

Bo Yan was so angry that he laughed: "What's wrong with using force?"

Xia Siyu smiled slyly: "You have to be able to come here."

Bo Yan did not continue to lean forward, but took her back. While retreating, he also paid attention to the camera in the living room, and never let the camera take pictures.

As he retreated, Xia Siyu did not continue to bend down, but followed his steps and retreated a few steps. With a "bang", Bo Yan gently pushed her against the wall, letting her back against the wall, using the wall to prevent her from escaping. During this process, his hand was always on her waist. At first, it was to prevent her from getting into trouble when she bent down, but now it was a kind of confinement, see where she ran!

He moved closer again, and this time Xia Siyu did not sway left and right, but she stretched out her hand to cover the corner of her mouth.

This time, Bo Yan kissed her palm directly, and his eyebrows frowned immediately. This old neighborhood is different from the Qingcheng Apartment where they live. The soundproofing is not very good. He didn't dare to make a noise. Even if he was not discovered by the camera in the living room, it would be embarrassing if the residents next door heard it.

He controlled Xia Siyu's waistline with one hand, and pulled away her claws that covered the corners of her mouth with the other hand, and tried to move forward again.

Xia Siyu still had one hand. When she was about to stretch out her left hand, Bo Yan pinched her palm on her waistline and pulled her hand. With both hands controlled by him and pressed against the wall, he didn't believe that Xia Siyu would dare to do anything. He kneeled and broke the parts.

Xia Siyu did not do such a thing. She just shouted when he approached: "Hey, wait a minute."

What the hell are you waiting for. Bo Yan ignored her excuses, but when he approached, Xia Siyu smiled: "If you dare to come over, believe it or not, I will call you?"

That expression was as tricky as it could be, and there was a little pride in the trickiness.

Bo Yan was so stuffy, and he just loved her little temper. He laughed and gritted his teeth and said, "Then scream, no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out. - Don't scream 'break your throat'!"

Xia Siyu narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure and certain?"

Bo Yan was proud: "You can try."

He didn't believe that Xia Siyu would dare to scream until all the neighbors came over. Although the camera in the living room didn't have a very good sound recording function, if Xia Siyu screamed, it should be recorded. It would be embarrassing if the director team heard it.

Xia Siyu didn't turn her head to scream, but she lowered her head - turned on the other microphone on her chest!

"Fuck -" Bo Yan couldn't help but curse. He didn't expect Xia Siyu to dare to do such a thing. He was so scared that he almost let go, and then he tightened it to prevent Xia Siyu from falling down. After Xia Siyu stood firm, she looked at him with a smile: "Then Mr. Bo, good night, see you tomorrow. Go to bed early and have a good dream. If you don't sleep well, you will have dark circles under your eyes."

He didn't know whether he had dark circles under his eyes, but sooner or later Bo Yan would be angry with her and have premature heartbeats.

Before Bo Yan came forward, Xia Siyu pointed at the microphone on her, with a smug look on her face, meaning, if you have the guts, come over!

Bo Yan had the guts to come over, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous with the microphone on. He was also convinced by Xia Siyu. He had nothing to do, but she teased him and made him want to do something. Instead, she called for a stop.

Bo Yan had to stand still, then pointed at Xia Siyu with an unhappy face, and the lip reading seemed to be: "Okay, you remember this!"

After a night of making trouble with her, he sweated more than when the power went out just now. Moreover, he didn't touch anything, which was simply amazing.

Xia Siyu stood there with a smug look on her face, shaking her head happily. She was not afraid at all and said loudly: "Teacher Bo said it well, Teacher Bo is right. When I have time in the future, I will discuss art and acting with Teacher Bo again."

Combined with her words "dedicated to art" just now, and she said it loudly to her microphone, it was simply intentional.

Bo Yan had no choice but to cough, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Just know it yourself."

Then he turned around and wanted to plug in the only camera in the corridor that had not been plugged in.

Xia Siyu suddenly called him from behind: "Wait a minute, Teacher Bo, you haven't taken something yet."

Bo Yan looked back with a strange look on his face, first looking at the microphone on her chest, the indicator light was still on, and it was still running. What didn't he take?

When he was a little confused, Xia Siyu, who had been avoiding him just now, suddenly came over, turned her face, stretched forward, and gently touched the corner of his mouth with her lips, and they separated as soon as they touched, as soft as feathers. Her voice softened, too: “You forgot this.”