In the shadow on the ground, he seemed to completely wrap Xia Wanxin.

In the extremely intimate posture, there was no trace of warmth between the two.

Bo Qingyun controlled her waist with one hand, curled her long hair with her fingers, and her thin lips fell to her ears. A low and dumb voice crawled in: "Tell me, who are you?"

Xia Wanxin turned her back to him, and her eyes were shocked.

As if all the chaos had been found, she knew why Bo Qingyun was not right.

Bo Qingyun hasn't been confused about this problem for a long time. What happened again made him start to doubt it?

Xia Wan was panicked for a second and tried her best to stabilize.

She lowered her head, covered the back of the big palm on her waist, and gently stroked it.

She said with a smile: "Mr. Bo, you haven't drunk the wine? Who am I depends on who you want me to be."

Bo Qingyun's eyebrows moved slightly and she didn't say anything.

Xia Wanxin struggled, stepped out of his arms, turned around to look at him.

She raised her hand and stroked her fingertips on his jaw. The lines there were smooth and sharp, as cold as his eyes were at this moment.

She smiled, the shimmering light in her eyes was particularly crystal clear, and she raised her jaw lightly: "How much does Xia Wanxing and I look like that, so I can keep you confused about this for so long. But there is a saying I haven't told you-"

After a pause, Xia Wanxin's eyes covered with a layer of thin ice, and she looked at him coldly: "I am just me, I don't like to be anyone's shadow!"

The two of them met again, one high and one low, and neither of them deviated away.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but Xia Wanxin could not see any of his thoughts from his eyes.

He is such a deep person, and it is always unpredictable. Just like today, she doesn't even know what happened.

His fingers were tightened unconsciously, and Xia Wanxin withdrew his gaze coldly: "President Bo should be able to understand human words. If there is nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Pulling away the hand that Bo Qingyun put on her waist, Xia Wanxin turned around indifferently.

Her back looks particularly calm.

Those photos flashed in front of Bo Qingyun's eyes.

The little sweetheart and Xiao Xingchen met step by step, opening up Xiao Xingchen's mental defense bit by bit, and successfully approached him.

However, on the island, Xia Wanxin stepped under Xiao Xingchen without hesitation.

She was also vain and impolite to him. She seemed ambiguous, but in fact she had never asked for anything.

She did not hurt Xiao Xingchen, nor did she do it against him.

So, what exactly does she want?

She did everything deliberately, what was she planning?

The darkness in Bo Qingyun's eyes became heavier and heavier, like the bottom of the abyss that never saw the sun.

He has a huge power that can swallow everything, but in the end, he did not swallow Xia Wanxin in one mouthful.

He hesitated.

In the long alley, Bo Qingyun stood there for a long time.

The moonlight fell on the branches, outlining his narrow shadow.

For a moment, I felt a little lonely.

Xia Wanxin has already returned to the venue.

She seemed calm, but her steps were a little messy.

I entered the bathroom and looked at the mirror. My hair was a little messy and my lipstick was almost eaten.

If she had raised her head just now, I'm afraid everyone could guess what she had done just now.

Xia Wanxin put on some makeup and tidy up her skirt.
Chapter completed!