Chapter 1602

It's really unexpected that there will be a power outage these days. Bo Yan first looked at Xia Siyu and then looked out of the window. It was dark outside.

Obviously, this is not the cause of the fuse burning in their family. It is the power failure in the whole area.

"Is there a power failure?"

"It seems so."

Bo Yan looked up again and looked at the camera. Some photography opportunities had batteries. Even in the dark, they were still glowing red, indicating that they were running. But the present one is obviously not within this scope. Only the microphone on your body is rechargeable. Now the power is abundant.

Before they asked questions, they heard the voices of neighbors next door: "power failure? Do you have electricity?"

"My family doesn't have it either. I'm brushing my teeth."

Soon, Xia Siyu also received a call. The director said to her, "there is a power outage now. Don't be impatient. This is the old community. Now the power load is relatively large, and more people will break down. We have asked someone to call the power supply bureau for emergency repair."

Xia Siyu asked, "is it still recorded today?"

The director thought about it. Now it's 9:30 p.m. and I don't know how long the power supply will be restored. In fact, some of the other groups have already cut off the camera and are ready to rest. It's a pity that we didn't record the ending picture here, but we can't help it.

"Let's do it first. Wait a minute..."

"Pa", before the director said what to do "wait a minute", Xia Siyu hung up the phone cleanly. Who's going to shoot? Rest, of course.

Bo Yan has been with her for a long time. Naturally, he knows Xia Siyu's careful thinking. He also deliberately added an ending statement: "since there is a power failure, let's have a rest early. Good night."

Turn off your microphone first.

Then, with the help of the light of the mobile phone, turn off the Mike on Xia Siyu.

As soon as Xia Siyu saw him turn off Mike, he knew what he was thinking.

Unfortunately, she thought so, otherwise she wouldn't have hung up the director's phone so eagerly.

Xia Siyu approached in a low voice: "why don't I believe it?"

The same words, different intonation, and the darkness after the power failure give people an inexplicable sense of excitement. In particular, her fingers gently pulled between his throat. Now it's still very hot. Without air conditioning, the human body is sweating slightly. Hormones mixed with sweat diffuse in the quiet room, as if with deadly pheromones, making people's heart beat faster.

Bo Yan also smiled gently: "do you want me to prove it to you?"

"What are you looking at? Your whole life? Isn't it too long? What if I'm not satisfied and want to return the goods?" last time, in fact, after the rain, the two people have communicated, and Xia Siyu won't doubt his intentions. Their dialogue at this time is not so much a solemn oath of alliance as a flirt.

Bo Yan approached, and his voice was even lower and stronger than before: "even if you want to return the goods, you have to try it out. What if you are very satisfied?"

Xia Siyu said, "I'm very satisfied, so I have to give a five-star high praise, and then do a year card. It's good to be a long-term customer."

"Well, the customer, technician No. 1 will serve you." Bo Yan reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Xia Siyu rolled into his arms, but he didn't approach immediately, but stretched out his hand and pointed to it.

Bo Yan knew it and put a note on her face, "wait for me a little."

He got up and unplugged the camera in the living room.

Although the power is off now, who knows when the power will come? If the card comes among them, it's not just a live broadcast of porn. It's definitely a social death. He and Xia Siyu can't mix up in the future.

But similarly, when the camera is surrounded by people and is still concerned, it will be particularly exciting.

He had seen it all when he entered the door. There were cameras at the four corners of the living room, as well as on the corridor and balcony. They can't go to their own room. For example, if they go to Xia Siyu's room and wait for him to come out of her house, even if the camera in the house is covered by him, they will still take pictures outside.

It's hard evidence that he came out of Xia Siyu's room. It's better to turn off the camera in the living room, in such a place.

Sometimes human nature is like this. If you are in a private environment, even if you are covered with a quilt and chat, people will think you two have something. But if you are open in public outside, even if you are close, it won't make people think about it.

In addition to the camera, there are other radio microphones. When everything is ready, he looks back, but he still hesitates: "in case..."

"Don't you dare?"

Xia Siyu said a word and instantly made Bo Yan angry. His voice lowered: "if I don't dare, will I unplug the power?"

"What are you afraid of?" her little toe, still moving up his leg, finally stepped on his chest.

"If you don't dare, I'll go back and have a rest." she turned over and prepared to get off the sofa, but Bo Yan grabbed her ankle.

Bo Yan's Adam's apple went up and down. He grabbed her ankle and didn't loosen it, and then slowly approached her: "you just said that the film made two years ago was not good, and there was a little bad. Do you know where it is?"

Xia Siyu doesn't understand that second. The four minute boat play between the two of them lasted four or five hours. The make-up was spent, and the lipstick was eaten by him. He was rubbed and rubbed for countless times.

At that time, the two people really didn't know each other very well. Although there was a period in the past, it was also a long time ago, so a little strange. Later, Bo Yan said to "let go of the performance". In fact, if he had enough tofu and didn't make a job, the director and she would know his intention and had to play a good performance.

At that time, I thought it was a good shot, but now looking back, how to say the opposite play of their period, although the tension between men and women is enough. However, they were really not so familiar at that time, so they didn't do a lot of movements and details very well.

Xia Siyu understood, but she pretended not to understand. Her toes had stepped on Bo Yan's chest, and she was held by Bo Yan's ankle. Her toes gently touched his chest, and then slipped all the way, and then gently on him: "Mr. Bo, I don't quite understand. Why don't you give me a lesson in person?"

With the help of the dim light of the moon, Bo Yan vaguely saw her appearance and said, "do you know what it means to devote yourself to art?"

Xia Siyu's voice was also very low, but it was a little tactful: "you teach me how to devote myself?"

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