The final words, she didn't utter, all were blocked in her throat by him.
In this period of time, Xia Siyu had kissed him more than once. There were kisses in the play, rolling together in each other's arms. And there were kisses off the set, like the time he drank too much and got wild, and if it weren't for the people outside, if it weren't for the fact that they were filming a show, if it weren't for her firm refusal, would this scoundrel have taken advantage to the very end?
Then there were the two accidents in the restroom and on the plane. To be honest, aside from disliking the person Bo Yan, kissing him wasn't so repulsive. At least he was handsome, and his physique wasn't bad either. And he was proper with his hands and feet; he didn't grope around carelessly.