Looking at Jin Yu like this, his eyes flickered, he pursed his lips slightly, but calmly made a gesture to signal her to be silent.
Then he walked to the door with a calm step, stretched out his hand, and opened the door with a bit of leisure.
His expression was now filled with a lazy and sinking color, and between his brows, the passion from the orgasm had not completely faded away.
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With such a gesture, everyone immediately understood what had happened.
Heye's face turned pale for a while, then he raised his head, as if to look inside the room, but Boqing stretched out his hand, pulled Heye into his arms, lowered his head, and moved his head closer to her
next to her ear, licking her earlobe, "What are you looking at?"
He Ye's face suddenly turned red. He had never treated her like this with Bo Qing. For a moment, the whole person was stunned and completely infatuated.
On the contrary, Fang Yiran's eyes flashed, and his face turned completely white. He slowly stared at Bo Qing, with a hint of exploration in the depths of his eyes. After a while, he asked: "Is Jin Yu here? The filming is about to start, exo
We are already anxious, everyone is waiting for her."
The ruthless face was very quiet, eyes lowered, without even looking at Fang Yiran, and smiled slightly: "How do I know where she is?"
"Isn't she changing clothes here?" Fang Yiran asked reluctantly.
Boqing raised his head, his sharp eyes swept across Fang Yiran's cheek, which contained too many warnings.
What he said was still so careless, and his fingers slowly played with the lace of the lotus leaf shirt.
"I'm tired. I'm resting here. She's not here."
After a pause, he slowly added, his voice slightly hoarse: "Aren't you going to film? Then go and film. If you can't find anyone, call the police. Don't disturb me."
