Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 207: Sleepwalking
Tong Yanβs ears felt ticklish, and she couldnβt help but take a few steps to the side.
As for expectations, she pretended not to hear them. π»π³β―β―π€β―π·π―β΄πβ―π.πβ΄π
Seducing him?
Thatβs impossible in this lifetime!
She had that confidence!
Dong Feifei realized what was happening, and she was furious, reaching out to hit her.
"Stop." Bo Yimoβs voice was calm, with a hint of coldness: "Try to move, if you canβt control your temper, Iβll have Dong Nuo teach you a good lesson."
Dong Feifei burst into tears, crying very sadly,
Jiang Qingxu gave him a thumbs up, a remarkable response, truly ruthless.
Feifei, this girl, is afraid of nothing and no one, except her big brother Dong Nuo. Dong Nuo is a captain in the army, very strict, and he disciplines this girl like he does his soldiers.
So as soon as she heard Bo Yimoβs words, she panicked and got scared.
Bo Yimo turned to Jiang Qingxu and said, his voice cool and clear, "I need to get back to filming, letβs contact each other when Iβm free."
After speaking, he pulled Tong Yan into the airport.
Jiang Qingxu watched his departing figure and sighed: People with families really are different.
He glanced at the tearful Dong Feifei, feeling a bit of a headache. This ancestor is not easy to soothe, but at least seeing another side of Yimo made the trip worthwhile.
Two hours later, they arrived in C City and went straight to the film crew, not stopping to catch their breath, and started filming right away until late at night.
After a dayβs hustle, Tong Yan was utterly exhausted. After a simple wash, she lay straight on the bed in the RV and fell asleep.
At two in the morning, the surroundings were completely silent, everything in absolute stillness.
Suddenly, the RV door opened, and Tong Yan walked out of the RV. She was wearing white pajamas, eyes wide open, wandering aimlessly, then turned directly to the left, to Bo Yimoβs RV.
Tong Yan took out the key, opened the door, and went straight in.
She bypassed the table, turned past the sofa, walked through the living room, and went straight to the bed. At this time, Bo Yimo was lying on the bed, his eyes half-closed, hiding the light within, appearing a bit lazy, with half of his chest exposed outside the quilt, increasingly tempting under the lamplight.
Tong Yan climbed directly onto his bed, lifting his quilt,
Bo Yimo tried calling softly, "Baby?"
No response.
Is she sleepwalking?
Perfect timing.
Bo Yimo curled his lips into a slight smile, just when he was thinking about her, the silly girl came to him...
Tong Yan touched his chest,
Bo Yimo couldnβt help but let out a soft moan, it was truly deadly.
His voice hoarse, "Baby, keep going." His tone was low, like the finest wine, with a heady fragrance enticing her to continue.
Tong Yan seemed not to hear, touched around, lost interest, then tilted her head and fell asleep directly on him.
Halfway through the seduction, sleep?
The air temperature rose higher, with occasional soft moans, and after a long while, a muffled groan was heard, before everything turned peaceful again.
