Chapter 1042 Jiaozi (6)

Bo Yan also started sprinkling flour. The two dodged and sprinkled at the same time, and the whole kitchen was covered in white. Bo Yan was quick-witted and quick-handed. When Xia Siyu was about to turn around and grab the flour, he came up and circled her, and pressed her against the kitchen counter.

Xia Siyu and Bo Yan's faces were completely white. The two of them could play the Black and White Impermanence without makeup, and the effect was great.

Xia Siyu panted, coughed and laughed, and prepared for an opportunity to escape: "Let me go, go back and make dumplings, good boy."

Bo Yan would not let her run away. This guy was as slippery as a swimming fish. If he let go of her hand, he would probably give her another handful of white flour: "If you want to go, go together. Let's cook together."

After he said that, he put the bag of flour a little further away. He had long arms, so he made sure that the place he put it was more extreme and someone couldn't get it.

Xia Siyu looked at Bo Yan and laughed: "Hahaha, you are so ugly! I should take a picture to show your fans what you look like now."

Bo Yan's face was covered with ash, and his whole face was white, and there were dark and light patches, and he looked so ugly.

Bo Yan also retorted: "What do you think your face looks like now? In the future, when choosing actors to perform skits, choose people like you!"

Xia Siyu's eyes narrowed immediately: "I perform skits? What skits do I perform?"

Bo Yan quickly replied: "Of course, it's like Zhu Bajie carrying his beautiful wife."

Xia Siyu snorted: "That's more like it."

The two of them slowed down a little. Although Xia Siyu's face was covered with white ash, her eyes were still rolling. Knowing that pretending to be pitiful was useless, she simply put her arms around his neck and said with a smile: "I don't want it, I want to eat what my husband cooks."

Bo Yan also played along with her and put his hands on her waist, not letting her run away, nor giving her the opportunity to do anything naughty: "Let's go together."

Xia Siyu smiled and came up to peck him on the lips. His lips, which were originally stained with white flour, suddenly became rosy after being kissed by her. Xia Siyu deliberately softened her voice: "Husband, let's go."

Bo Yan's fingers gently rubbed between her lips, making the color of her lips brighter: "This is not good enough."

Xia Siyu actually knew what this guy wanted, but pretended not to know. She tilted her head and smiled cunningly: "Then what do you say?"

Bo Yan knew that this guy was pretending not to understand. But it didn't matter. She didn't have to pretend not to understand. He just let her understand. Bo Yan leaned forward and kissed deeply. When they separated, his voice was a little hoarse: "This... is almost the same."

Bo Yan had already made a move, so how could Xia Siyu passively take a beating! She hurried forward, stretched out her hand and gently brushed the temples beside his ears, her voice was particularly charming: "Is this enough?"

Bo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he hugged her to the cooking table again, making sure she sat at the edge of the table: "Then I... start?"

Xia Siyu looked at him, she thought she must have put on eighteen layers of filters, why did she feel that Bo Yan was still handsome on such a gray face?

When Bo Yan lingered on her neck and collarbone, she thought, it's over, I'm afraid I drank fake wine, I actually think the hair whorls on Bo Yan's head are so beautiful.

Just when her hand was about to climb onto his head...