Chapter 1112: New Variety Show (4)

With a thin word, Xia Siyu was instantly frozen as if he was tapped.

Bo Yan said: "I know you don't care about so many verbal abuses, anyway, they

are far from your life." There is another point he didn't say. He felt that

Xia Siyu's disregard for public opinion might be due to her mother.

Since she has a clear conscience, why bother with the messy remarks, anyway,

their words will not affect her life.

"Besides, sometimes you have a temper and will deliberately face it. If people

don't let you do anything, you just want to do it. Indeed, following the rules

can be dangerous, and it is absolutely impossible to follow the fan's wishes.

However, I still don’t want to see you being scolded. And even if it wasn’t

your fault, you don’t bother to explain, it will only let people catch your

pain points, and the worse you scold. Although it doesn’t matter if you are

scolded, I feel sorry for it. ."

Xia Siyu had been listening, sitting on the edge of the bed, sitting on one

side with his legs very elegant, listening very carefully. When Bo Yan

finished speaking, she asked again: "If one day you are implicated because of

my business, but I don't want to explain, what should I do?"

Bo Yan said: "I believe in you. Since I am married to you, I choose to believe

in you. No matter what you do, even if there is no chance to explain to me for

a while, I also believe in you. If you are really involved, then No way, who

told us to be husband and wife, have we made do with it, and how can we

leave."

When Xia Siyu heard the previous sentence, she was moved. When she heard the

last sentence, she was completely moved, "Why, marry me, are you still

wronged?"

Bo Yan could only shook his head: "That's not the case. I got excited when I

was young and ignorant. I quickly took you away when I saw you were beautiful.

It's too late to regret now."

Xia Siyu also confronted ** for tat: "Neither am I, Harazi, your pectoralis-

abdominal-muscle, I didn't observe your way for a while. Who knows that you

can't get up again now."

As she said, her eyes focused on the place where he had just been kicked.

Bo Yan is unhappy: "Who said I can't?"

He just got a sharp edge, and instantly bent his back in pain. Xia Siyu

continued to ridicule, but she didn't say anything, just a "tsk", showing

contempt. But contemptuous contempt, still lowered his head slightly: "If it

really doesn't work, I will call 120."

"No." Bo Yan was kicked by her before, knowing the pain. There is no injury to

the bones, the most is-hiss, short-term physical discomfort.

"In the future, can this problem of kicking people be corrected? Also, if you

hit someone in the face, this problem should also be corrected."

"Who told you to scold me first, deserve it! Also, if you don't slap someone

in the face, where should you hit it? Shouldn't you slash your hair and slap

someone in the face?" Although Xia Siyu was reluctant to forgive, she quickly

still Changed his tone, "After the big deal, I will kick at other people, just

stop kicking you."

Bo Yan was so angry and funny. In the end, he poked her forehead with a

finger, and was reluctant to scold her: "You, you."

**

In the evening, Xia Siyu ate her sweet wine dumplings with egg soup. During

the meal, everyone at the Bo family table was observing, and Bo Yan seemed to

be indeed—not looking good. And when I first went downstairs, I was obviously

bad at walking, and I was limping.

Before leaving, Xia Siyu still smiled and gave Bo Qiliu a single CUE: "Uncle

take care of your body!"