Chapter 228 The wind and waves are bumpy (1)
So Xia Siyu stepped forward openly, and stood in front of him, looking carefully at his chest muscles and abdominal muscles...
Bo Yan's figure is as superior as his face. Some artists are handsome, but unfortunately they are not tall enough. Or they are tall enough, but their legs are too short, their waist is too long, and they have no muscles. Once they take off, they will be killed by a chicken.
Some people who practice muscle training are obsessed with it, and they are like Vajra, which seems too large and does not conform to the aesthetics of East Asians.
But everything about Bo Yan is just right. He is 183 tall, has enough height, and has long legs. His shoulders are wide and his arms are strong and strong. Although he has beautiful muscles all year round, he has not pursued too much bodybuilding effect and is not too abrupt.
The pectoral muscles have eight-pack abdominal muscles, like chocolate, with round ups and downs. But they are not as rich as dark chocolate.
Bo Yan is not black skin, his skin has a very white background. He has never been tanned, nor has he deliberately maintained this whiteness. He only protects himself from sun protection when going out every day. Over the years, his skin has been between white skin and wheat, which is a very healthy and sunny skin color. His body is similar to his face, and even in such a dim room, the ups and downs of his muscles can be seen.
From the outside, he is indeed impeccable. Unless you don’t like this type of man, he will take off his clothes in front of you clearly, and no one can remain indifferent.
Xia Siyu has a fusion of Chinese and Western concepts. On the one hand, her mother has strict requirements on her, especially her gender education. Therefore, there are many boys who have pursued her from childhood, but she only has Bo Yan, a boyfriend.
But she also has the enthusiastic, cheerful and open side of Westerners, and believes that men and women are a normal need for adults. As long as they comply with legal ethics, there is no evil or ugly. She is with Bo Yan, and she takes the initiative. She confesses her love first and kisses first.
Bo Yan is really good-looking, and she really wants to see it. Although she was embarrassed to see it because the two of them had a bad relationship before, he was so proactive, and there was nothing she could do to shy about. Moreover, she not only wanted to see it, but also wanted to touch it.
Bo Yan was generous, looked at her little head and said calmly: "It looks good."
Xia Siyu just retorted, but now she nodded honestly: "It looks good."
But she still had to struggle: "Who knows whether your muscles are trained or eaten with protein powder. Unless..."
She was about to say, "Unless I touch it, I'll test it for your fans."
Bo Yan immediately responded: "Eat protein powder? A joke. Of course, I practiced every day. If you don't believe me, try it."
"Then I'm not polite." Xia Siyu waited for his words, and then immediately came forward to get started.
Bo Yan's skin is smooth. After all, he is an East Asian man, and he is not as strong as a white man. After all, he is an actor and has a good family background. He is both soft and thick. When he touches, he looks like a mat with velvet cloth. His muscles are strong, and when he doesn't exert force, he has a faint curve of rising, like a beautiful cheetah, waiting for the arrival of his prey.
As he looked, Xia Siyu purred her throat, spreading from her chest to his lower abdomen.
Chapter completed!