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My head hurts a little, and my whole body aches, especially my waist and below. I feel like I¡¯m about to break. It¡¯s particularly uncomfortable.
Xia Siyu is about to wake up but has not yet woken up, and her consciousness is on the edge of blur. She was lying on the bedside, still wondering what she had done last night. Why did she feel like she had practiced dancing all afternoon, or filmed a horse riding scene all night, and she felt like she was about to fall apart.
She thought about it for a long time before she remembered that Levi blocked her in the bathroom last night to bully her. I remembered Shang Feier's mocking provocation again.
She is not as good as her mother, she cannot win the Best Actress Award, and she will not be as good as Shang Feier in the future
There is a villain who is trying his best to squeeze out his presence in her mind, and it is Bo Yan. She seemed to vaguely remember that she and Boyan drank a lot of wine in the end. She didn't calculate how much it was, at least two bottles.
She drank, and so did Bo Yan. The last clear impression was that she was led to the car in the parking lot under the guidance of the waitress.
Everything after that, her mind was hazy.
In a daze, she seemed to feel that she was acting in something, as if she was swimming. During the process, she seemed to actually see water, but she always felt like she was taking a bath, in a bathtub.
Her memory of what happened next was completely blurred. But I always feel that there is a shadow of a man in this vague memory, like Bo Yan.
Just like now, when she sleeps on the bedside, she always feels like she is resting on a man's arm. She even felt that she could touch him if she turned sideways and stretched out her hand.
Xia Siyu was very courageous. As soon as this thought came to her mind, she stretched out her hand in the next second.
¡°Well, this man has smooth skin, no acne, and no body hair like Europeans. His muscles are tight and there is no fat on his body. Xia Siyu felt her hand touch his arm, and then moved forward, this time it should be his chest.
A man¡¯s chest is definitely not like a woman¡¯s, but it feels bulging and firm, like a mahogany sofa covered with soft cushions. When you put your palm on it, you can feel the strong beating heart in your chest.
Going down, the lines are also very clear. The waist was tight and narrow, and she also felt that if this man wore a tailored suit, his lines would be very elegant.
Xia Siyu still nodded in her mind, this man's figure is much better than Bo Yanke's.
Go further down?
Xia Siyu is half asleep now, her eyes have not yet opened, and her consciousness is in a dissociated state.
There is a bit of logic, but it's not clear.
She was a little hesitant, although she had also thought about Bo Yan's good figure and wanted to see and touch it. But her bottom line is right here. If she goes any further, that's not provocation, that's called stupidity.
But, she is dreaming now, what is she afraid of in her dream! And this dream is so real. If you don¡¯t try it again, will you never have a chance in the future?
Although she said she used it seven years ago, she also read it not long ago when Bo Yan was playing hooligan. But seeing and touching are still different, and the feel is different!
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of thin air, this man's figure is not bad, she may just have this chance.
It¡¯s just a dream anyway, if you don¡¯t touch it, it¡¯s nothing.
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