Chapter 1181: New starting point (1)

"...Leaving you, so that you will never see me!" Her word "marriage" quickly

took it back and changed her way of saying it.

Bo Yan sighed: "That's worse than a divorce. I'm divorced, so maybe I can

still see it, if I leave... then I won't see you."

This sentence actually had an impact in the hearts of Xia Siyu and Bo Yan. Xia

Siyu lost his mother and Bo Yan lost his parents.

Life and death, these two life's greatest pains, they have all experienced.

At their current age, with such achievements, they can be regarded as

successful. Unfortunately, the elders who most want to share joy and filial

piety are not by their side.

Xia Siyu stopped pretending, walked over and approached Bo Yan's arms. Bo Yan

also put his arms around her and patted her shoulder gently.

"Husband, you should pay attention to filming in the past. The conditions

there are not good, don't wrong yourself too much." In fact, after hearing him

filming there for 72 hours, Xia Siyu felt a little distressed in his heart.

Bo Yan smiled and said, "Okay. So do you. It's okay if you are going to learn

firearms. Be careful with motorcycles. Those dangerous moves must be learned

under the guidance of the coach. Don't try your best. Whatever happens is a

big deal."

Bo Yan said, she nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

When she finished speaking, she raised her head: "Don't worry about everything

else, even if the conditions there are too difficult, don't believe that'men

want masculinity'. Masculinity is not not taking a shower, not a rough guy.

You watch you go filming. In 14 days, the appearance value has been lowered by

several notches. It's ugly."

He was speechless, so he nodded: "Well, I've always been handsome." He was

also anxious: "But I will be old too. What if I get wrinkles in the future?"

"Always mentality, not appearance. I am the best-looking old lady when I am

eighty years old!" Xia Siyu quickly retorted.

While talking, Xia Siyu's phone shook. When she looked back, it was Wei

Jingjing's call. She weakly said over the phone: "Siyu...what time does the

air ticket change? Do we continue to renew the room?"

Xia Siyu shook his head: "No. Check out at twelve o'clock, then go out for

lunch, and then go to the airport. Let's book a ticket for 5 or 6 o'clock in

the afternoon."

Bo Yan also bowed his head and sent a message to Song Fengzhi: "Let's have a

plane at 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Order that."

The two of them stopped being wordy, and packed their things one after

another. Xia Siyu left the room in a mess, and was ready to pick it up at this

time. Bo Yan said: "Siyu, go wash. There is me here."

Xia Siyu immediately said, "Do you think I can't clean up the house? Actually,

I will. I can clean up."

Bo Yan shook his head: "No, you just ate leeks. The taste is too big."

Xia Siyu was silent for two seconds, and furious instantly, "Do you dare to

dislike me? Do you dislike me? You think I smell great, right." She came over,

grabbing the collar of Bo Yan's shirt and pulling his head. Come over: "The

more you dislike, the more I will smoke you!"

Usually Xia Siyu swayed away from his "offensive". This time, Bo Yan shook his

head quickly, but he was helplessly pressed against the bedside by the evil

forces and kissed him happily.

Xia Siyu also learned the same as those punks in the movie, tidying up his

clothes and hooking his chin with his fingers: "Hey, don't cry. Will I be

responsible?"