Chapter 820: Chapter 811 Temporary (3)

Xia Siyu still shook her head: “You’re doing it wrong. Let me teach you.”

She pulled back her paws and took his fingers into her mouth again, sucking gently and swirling her tongue.

Bo Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down instantly, this girl was too much, clearly he had called a truce, yet she was still provoking him intentionally. She just liked to see him look helpless and unable to resist, he knew that very well, yet he still relished it.

This girl…

After Xia Siyu “demonstrated,” she slightly lifted her head to look at him, that thirty-degree angle giving off feelings of attachment and admiration.

Bo Yan decided to take the initiative. He straightforwardly reached out, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulled her close, then leaned down to kiss her. After a mere kiss, Bo Yan was a bit stunned; he pulled back slightly: “What did you just eat?”

Xia Siyu was very self-satisfied: “Did you taste it? Orange-flavored toothpaste, smells good, right?”

If she was going to seduce someone, she had to do it professionally, she had to make sure the customer was satisfied, so they would come back for more.

Bo Yan’s gaze deepened for a moment, this girl, he didn’t know what she thought about all day long, how she always had so many new tricks.

If his self-control were not strong, he would have been thoroughly disoriented by her antics already.

“Smells good, and not just smells good, tastes good too.” After saying that, he rose to the challenge once again.

Having spent so many days together, Bo Yan was a quick learner, he had long figured out all her body’s secrets. He knew how to make her happy, or saddened, what she liked, what she loathed, he knew it all.

Soon, his hand around her waist also began to roam, varying between gentle and firm pressure, making her breathe in a whole different rhythm.

Initially, Xia Siyu was doing this to tease him, but at this moment, she was indeed getting a bit carried away. She even stretched out her arms to wrap them around his neck.

But just when she wanted to indulge further, Bo Yan suddenly pulled away, a slight smile hanging on his lips: “The soup is going to burn.”

I’m the one who’s about to burn here! Who cares about the soup!

Xia Siyu didn’t care, she continued to cling to his neck and kiss him, until she was panting and her eyes were hazy, then Bo Yan gently pulled her back: “Alright. It’s time for dinner.”

Xia Siyu was very displeased. She intended to play with him but ended up being played instead. His mindset hadn’t changed while hers did.

But given her current state, she couldn’t play with him joyously. So, she resentfully went back to the dining table, converting her frustration into appetite.

She still wanted to stoke the fire: “Why don’t you drink some alcohol? Have a drink. I saw you bring a bottle back from next door.”

There’s a common saying, alcohol brings disorder! She just wanted him to drink, to lose his reason after drinking. She liked to see him annoyed and irritable but powerless.

Bo Yan very seriously replied: “We have soup, there’s no need for wine.”

“How can soup compare to wine? It’s a rare opportunity today. Come on, let me open it for you.”

If it weren’t for her period, would he hold back from drinking? Now, when her body was vulnerable, let alone cold drinks, even wine, tea, and coffee should best be avoided.

“No need, that bottle of red wine needs at least an hour to breathe before drinking. It’s a waste to drink it now.”

“Then have some whiskey, or vodka! Don’t say you don’t have any, I saw it!” When she toured the place last time, she spotted alcohol in the dining room’s bar, not as extravagant as the wine cellar next door, but as long as there was alcohol, that was enough, drink him under the table!