Chapter 696: Chapter 696: The Black Guy Meme Face
Tong Yan was baffled, and raised her head to see the owner of the hand was Bo Yimo.
Tong Yan’s face was puzzled, huh????
Bo Yimo’s slender fingertips brushed against Tong Yan’s rosy lips, "If another man were to touch here..." His voice was low and husky, seductive and irresistible, dominant and domineering.
Unspoken words, filled with a sense of threat, seemed eerie and terrifying.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, the temperature dropped drastically, leaving everyone speechless.
Another man????
Tong Yan looked down at the little boy in her arms, still with a puzzled face. Does he count as another man?
A little kid, barely so tall, probably just a few years old, does he count as another man?
Bo Yimo bent slightly, his slender fingertips lifted her chin to face him, "Baby, here, only I am allowed to touch." His voice was overwhelmingly alluring.
At that moment, Director Wang was extremely excited, moving from despair to excitement, his emotions fluctuating like riding a roller coaster.
He had accepted that he was hopeless, not expecting them to showcase any good moments.
Fighting was fighting, anyway, it could highlight Little Fatty’s bravery and helpful nature, as for the pink bubbles and sweet feelings, he had given up hope.
Unexpectedly, they were displaying affection, there were pink bubbles, and these bubbles surpassed others, simply... simply too lovable.
Yimo had the quintessential domineering CEO vibes.
Critically, it was totally his natural performance, such charisma! Even he, a middle-aged uncle, couldn’t help but feel moved.
He had a premonition that this would definitely become popular, especially this couple would become the most favoured.
Some female staff members had hearts in their eyes, Young Master Mo was so handsome, wishing for Young Master Mo to flirt with them like that, wishing to be Little Fatty.
Later, there was a contest for the most desired woman to become, and among the many women of Huaxia, they resolutely and firmly chose Little Fatty.
No way, Young Master Mo was their dream lover; being pampered by Young Master Mo was something they yearned for even in their dreams!
Bystanders watched with blushing faces and racing hearts, not to mention the involved parties.
Tong Yan’s face suddenly flushed, her mind went blank, seemingly forgetting everything around her, forgetting she was still filming, staring at him blankly, looking a bit silly.
His features became more distinct in her mind.
At this moment, she heard her own heartbeat, thumping like thunder.
Every time so, every time she felt herself falling deeper.
It seemed... she was finding it increasingly impossible to leave this man.
In the world, there’s always a man like this, like poison, once infected, only falling deeper, till inevitable.
Bo Yimo is such a man.
He is perfect in every way, drives women crazy, makes men jealous.
Bo Yimo chuckled softly, lowered his head, and gently kissed her forehead, "Silly girl." Silly, adorable, makes him love uncontrollably.
Tong Yan unconsciously showed a silly grin, like a little girl, a silly girl.
Director Wang clutched his fragile heart, such high profile affection, once shown, it was unstoppable, an absolute disaster.
"Gulululu..."
The sound that ruined the mood blew away the enchanting atmosphere.
Everyone snapped back to reality, looking at the pair before them, feeling it was like a waking dream, an enchanting, love-filled dream.
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