Out of control and sinking

Chapter 18 is my man

He tossed the purple shirt loosely around his waist, and the fabric was wrinkled. With Bo Ye staring at him coldly, Jiang Ruan was also on fire.

You can shoot any kind of kissing scene, but not C scenes?

When did she film a C scene with someone?

His words are too cheap.

But then thought that he provoked him first, swore not to make a kiss scene, and did it again this time.

Jiang Ruan took a deep breath.

She reached out to hook his neck, leaned over and approached him slowly, her thick eyelashes trembling like a butterfly.

Bo Ye's eyes were calm and unwavering, he stared straight at her approaching, until his thin lips were kissed by soft red lips, his heart suddenly became restless.

His breathing became heavy, and the fingertips hanging casually by his legs trembled slightly.

From a close distance, watching her try hard to kiss him, she was very sweet, like cotton candy, pecking him lightly.

But to him, it was clearly a seduction.

It is to refuse or to welcome.

It is temptation.

How could Bao Ye bear it? He turned his head and bit her blush earlobe, hoarse and tortured: "Help me unbutton it."

Jiang Ruan opened his eyes and reached out his hand.

But he was grabbed by him, and the man's eyes were filled with lust that couldn't be concealed: "Use Z."

Jiang Ruan blushed.

"I won't." Came a mosquito-like voice.

Bo Ye said in a low voice, "Try/Try."

Jiang Ruan could only try.

The shirt is thin and the buttons are hard to undo.

Soon one piece turned dark purple.

It looks very conspicuous.

Jiang Ruan was helpless, this shirt was probably going to be scrapped.

But still try.

The veins on the back of Bao Ye's hands covering her waist were bulging, and the Adam's apple on her neck was even more sexy.

After the buttons were unbuttoned, all of Bo Ye's rationality disappeared in an instant. He clasped her waist and turned around suddenly.

Pinching her slender Bai Zhe's neck, Bao Ye kissed her hot and forcefully, like a robber.

What's more, after Bo Ye bullied her to cry, he questioned her one after another.

"Are you still doing kissing scenes, huh?"

His voice was hoarse.

Jiang Ruan tightly grasped his muscular arm, like a life-saving straw, crying: "I won't shoot...Bo Ye..."

"Still dare?" he asked.

Jiang Ruan: "Don't dare."

The veins on Bao Ye's forehead were bursting, and the cold white skin was sweating at this moment. Seeing her about to break, instead of feeling sorry for her, he wanted to bully her even more.

He asked her again: "Who am I to you?"

"You are Bo Ye." Jiang Ruan bit her lip.

"Who is Bo Ye to you?" His voice was cold.

Jiang Ruan was dizzy, but her eyes clearly met the man's dark and deep eyes, and she felt that she was about to be sucked in instantly.

drowned in his eyes.

Her voice was dry, dry and hoarse: "It's my man."

Bo Ye was very satisfied with these words.

"Good girls need to be rewarded."

Jiang Ruan wanted to cry, could she not want this reward?

But she has no right to refuse.

In the end, Jiang Ruan closed his eyes, and was completely unconscious except for breathing.

Like a broken piece of white cloth.

Embellished with various colors.

Except for the neck, it looks very scary.

Her skin is really fair and tender, and a little trace will be particularly scary.

Confused, Jiang Ruan felt himself being hugged.

Soon, hot water surrounded.

It was as if someone was helping her with a bath.

But she didn't want to open her eyes at all.

who is it.

Is it Bo Ye?
Jiang Ruan thought about it, and then fell asleep.

The plaster on her knee would be useless if it got wet. Bo Ye simply washed her and removed her make-up, cleaned her up, and carried her back to the big bed.

She slept soundly, her cheeks were white and tender, and there was a row of halos at the bottom of her eyelashes.

Bo Ye tore off the unwanted plasters.

He threw it into the trash can, wiped his knee with a wet towel, stared at the bruised knee, his eyes were dark.

I brought new ones to help her paste them on.

After covering the quilt, he picked up his pajamas and put them on, and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

She didn't draw the curtains, she was a star after all, and she was afraid of paparazzi staying at night.

cause unnecessary trouble.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

In the middle of the night, the man lowered his voice, his low voice was cold and hostile, like the king of Hades who came out of hell.

Issued an order.

After hanging up the phone, just as the cigarette was finished, Bo Ye opened the window for ventilation.

After a while, go back to the bedroom.

Just lying down next to her, within a few minutes, she rolled into his arms as if conscious.

Bo Ye paused, his black eyes flashed with surprise.

Staring at Bai Zhe, he rubbed his cheek against his chest like a kitten, and then fell asleep.

My heart was inexplicably satisfied.

He raised his arms around her waist, which was too thin.

The two hugged each other and soon fell asleep.

the next day.

It was already twelve noon when Jiang Ruan woke up.

The bedroom was dark with the curtains drawn and the lights turned off. When Jiang Ruan opened his eyes, he thought it was early morning.

Turning his head, the person beside him was gone.

She blinked, he returned to the capital?
Thinking of this, Jiang Ruan was in a good mood.

Finally sent this ancestor away.

If she doesn't leave, she will send herself away.

Filming is so tiring during the day, and you have to work mentally and physically at night.

No wonder she wasn't exhausted.

But when I turned on the phone, I found that it was already twelve o'clock!
She slept till noon!
Jiang Ruan stared.

Fortunately, today is filming in the afternoon.

Otherwise she would be dead.

Jiang Ruan breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the unsightly skin on his body, he scolded Bo Ye a thousand times in his heart.

When Jiang Ruan put on her clothes and got out of bed, her legs were limp.

And what frightened her even more.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Bo Ye in her pajamas, baggy with her arms exposed, her hair messed up, frowning and sitting on her sofa working?
Jiang Ruan rubbed her eyes.

why is he still here
Could it be that the way she opened the door was wrong?

"Are you awake?" Hearing the movement, Bo Ye took the time to look up and saw her standing there in a daze, looking stupid.

The man's thin lips curved slightly: "What are you doing in a daze? Haven't you had enough sleep at this point?"

Jiang Ruan almost blurted out: Why are you still here.

Why haven't you left yet.

How long are you going to stay here.woo woo woo woo.

Her old waist can't take it anymore.

Jiang Ruan walked over rubbing her waist and sighed: "Enough sleep."

"I'm going to wash up, what do you want to eat, I'll let the hotel deliver it?"

Bo Ye kept his eyes on the computer, typing on the keyboard with both hands, obviously busy with work, and said calmly, "I asked them to prepare."

Jiang Ruan remembered that this hotel belonged to him.

The corners of her lips twitched, and she said without a tone: "Oh."

Turned around and went to the bathroom.

She finished washing and just opened the door.

Bo Ye stood at the door.

Jiang Ruan was thinking about something, and was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Wash up."

"Oh."

If he refused to move, Jiang Ruan couldn't get through.

Can only stand and stare at him, what does this mean?
Let me go first.

this angle.

But Bo Ye thought she was staring at his chest.

The man frowned slightly.

Bo Ye's legs stood straight, and he was instantly two heads taller than her. The difference in height made her look like a primary school student.

Looking down at her, he casually pulled off the neckline of his pajamas as if he didn't care much, revealing more.

Lazy and casual, glamorous.

On the side of the mouth: Have you seen enough? Just on the side of the mouth.

Bo Ye's tone of voice was well prepared.

Haven't had time to say it yet.

Just listen to her expressionless: "Can you let me, you are blocking my way."

Bo Ye: "..."

The lunch was Chinese style prepared by Bo Ye, very light, red bean barley porridge, egg pancakes, and a few vegetarian dishes.

No meat at all.

Not Jiang Nguyen's usual iced americano and toast.

But today she is really hungry.

I didn't eat anything last night, and I was tossed all night by him.

At this time, smelling the aroma of rice, she picked up the egg pancake and stuffed it into her mouth like a starving ghost.

On the other hand, Bo Ye was wearing a white shirt and black trousers that had just been ironed. The sleeves of the shirt were folded down to his forearms, exposing his strong and masculine arms to the air.

The hair is parted in the middle and neatly arranged.

He exudes the aura of a big boss.

At this time, holding the spoon in his hand, he acted like a gentleman, and ate the porridge in small bites gracefully.

The morning news was played on the mobile phone, all in English.

Bo Ye has the habit of listening to the news in the morning.

Jiang Ruan couldn't listen.

At this moment, she only had egg pancakes in her eyes.

The fried omelette is fragrant and tender, exuding the aroma of eggs.

Jiang Ruan had a big appetite and boasted, "This omelette is delicious."

Bo Ye listened and looked at her with black eyes.

Seeing her wolfing down, he frowned, disgusted: "Eat slowly."

No one robbed her.

Push the porridge in front of her: "Drink some porridge."

Don't choke.

As soon as Jiang Ruan swallowed the omelette, Bo Ye handed over the paper: "Wipe it."

She has oil all over her mouth.

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Fuck the clean freak gentleman.

She was about to starve to death, so why not eat quickly.

If you can't stand it, can he change the table?
She reached out to take it, folded it twice, and wiped her mouth fiercely, she said: "Don't be disgusted, anyway, you don't know how many times you have kissed."

Bo Ye: "..."

The two ate their own meals.

No one paid attention to anyone.

Jiang Ruan drank a bowl of porridge and filled another half.

I have to film in the afternoon, so I have enough energy to work.

Besides, who eats porridge at noon?

She wants to eat meat.

Looking at the man's appearance of eating porridge elegantly, Jiang Ruan was disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly thought of something, she squeezed the spoon tightly, ate the porridge, and tentatively asked, "When do you plan to return to the capital?"

It's been two days.

Still not leaving?
After finishing speaking, Jiang Ruan ate porridge in suspense, as if mentioning it casually.

When questioned, Bo Ye glanced at her and said calmly, "You seem to really want me to leave quickly."

"Why, won't it affect your kissing scene if you leave?"

"Cough!" Jiang Ruan couldn't hold back, and choked on the porridge.

He turned his head and took out a tissue to cover his cough.

The little face is red from coughing.

Bo Ye frowned, raised his hand to pat her on the back: "How is it?"

Jiang Ruan coughed for a while.

He brought warm water and handed it to her: "Drink some water slowly."

Jiang Ruan: "Thank you."

After drinking half a glass of water, the whole person recovered.

Putting down the water glass, her cheeks were flushed, and she glared at him angrily: "Why bring this up again?"

Didn't we already turn over last night?
These two words are now taboo for her.

But if you really don't want to shoot, the director...

Jiang Ruan had a headache again, alas.

Bo Ye said in a low tone, "I'm afraid you won't have a long memory."

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