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No matter how much he annoyed her, he was always thinking about her.
Even though he wasn't happy that she returned to the film crew so soon, he still worried that she might get hurt or bullied.
Every time she didn't dare to go forward, every time she wanted to stop, she was always moved by his thoughtfulness, unconsciously drawing closer to him, as if pulled by fate.
Bo Siyan was stunned for a few seconds before taking control.
This woman was like his poison, one touch, and all reason was tried.
In his life, he was accustomed to controlling everything, yet only she made him feel insecure and he couldn't help but want more.
It was only when Ning Xia was nearly suffocated that the man stopped.
Bo Siyan gently stroked her hair with his large hand, occasionally pecking kisses on her forehead.
He was really happy with her initiative.
After catching her breath, Ning Xia realized what she had done in her impulsiveness and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
