Chapter 1749: Gift (2)

"Eh, you..." Bo Yan watched as the collar was thrown away, and there was such

a small fluctuation in his heart. Xia Siyu looked up and asked him: "What are

you doing?"

He immediately turned his eyes back, pretending not to care about anything:

"Nothing."

Xia Siyu lowered his head to pick him up a tie. Good guy, Bo Yan basically

took out all his ties in a cabinet in order to match the tie clip, and there

were 20 or 30 in total. He has all kinds of different colors, all kinds of

different materials.

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Women are instinctively interested in matching clothes. Although Xia Siyu just

woke up just to go to the bathroom. But after washing her face, she drank

water and chatted for a while, and she came back in spirit. Let her match the

tie, she also regarded it as a dress-up game, playing very happily.

She also asked: "Do you have to wear that suit?"

In fact, it is not that you have to wear a brown suit with a little reddish

color, but the color of this suit matches the tie clip. It's not that there

are more red ones, but they don't match well. The tie clip shouldn’t be too

overwhelming, and the color shouldn’t be too obtrusive. It’s best to have a

color, which can play a role in a little bit of light, but it won’t take away

the texture of the clothes themselves.

He tried several suits of several materials and colors, and this one suits him

best.

Nodding vaguely: "Yeah. Just pick a tie."

The suit is good, and the tie is naturally of the same color to look good. Xia

Siyu found a few, including rose red, brown, reddish brown, and diamond-shaped

squares. She took it out and compared it, "I think these colors match up

well."

Bo Yan said, "Just compare it? Can't you tie it for me?"

Xia Siyu was born to be served, let her serve people, she immediately became

impatient. Bo Yan rolled her eyes when she saw her eyelids visible to the

naked eye, and her voice was slightly low: "Thinking about the rain, wife,

dear."

Xia Siyu still retorted, and murmured in a low voice in his throat: "You have

never tied a tie for me."

Damn, this guy actually uses beautiful men! Moreover, Xia Siyu looked up and

saw his pitiful little eyes, and was really moved by him. Although the mouth

is still a little unwilling: "It's not that you can't."

But he did hold a tie in his hand, ready to tie it up for him.

Bo Yan looked down and saw that she hadn't put on shoes yet, and kindly

reminded him: "Do you want to wear slippers first."

Although the house has floor heating, and there is someone to clean it, it's a

hurry. However, running around at home without wearing shoes, he still

habitually greeted him.

Xia Siyu frowned: "If you want me to change my tie, shut up."

Bo Yan had to stay silent and opened his arms, as if the ancient emperor asked

the maid to undress. Xia Siyu raised his hand and knocked his arm off: "It's a

tie, not a change of clothes."

Bo Yan stood up and saw her right in front of him. He picked up both sides of

his tie, made a circle around his neck, tucked the tie into the collar of his

shirt, and then struck it carefully. He was fifteen centimeters taller than

Xia Siyu, and Xia Siyu came out without wearing slippers, standing in front of

him at this time, looking directly at his Adam's apple.

He was the same, lowered his head and saw the top of her skull, with shredded

hair on top of her head. In ancient times, a beauty was described as "the hair

on the temples is like a cloud", it should be her hair with sufficient volume

and fluffy, like a cat-like texture. She lowered her head with a serious

expression, her long eyelashes blinked.

Her breath was just gushing between his neck, hot and itchy. Bo Yan's Adam's

apple went up and down, and she felt her hands move around his neckline, like

a silk feather tickling his heart.

But Xia Siyu was right for a long time, and she didn't know how to wear a tie.

She lived with her dad for a short time since she was a child, and soon after

returning to China, she made her debut. After her debut, she was an assistant

taking care of her life. Although the house has floor heating, and there is

someone to clean it, it's a hurry. However, running around at home without

wearing shoes, he still habitually greeted him.

Xia Siyu frowned: "If you want me to change my tie, shut up."

Bo Yan had to stay silent and opened his arms, as if the ancient emperor asked

the maid to undress. Xia Siyu raised his hand and knocked his arm off: "It's a

tie, not a change of clothes."

Bo Yan stood up and saw her right in front of him. He picked up both sides of

his tie, made a circle around his neck, tucked the tie into the collar of his

shirt, and then struck it carefully. He was fifteen centimeters taller than

Xia Siyu, and Xia Siyu came out without wearing slippers, standing in front of

him at this time, looking directly at his Adam's apple.

He was the same, lowered his head and saw the top of her skull, with shredded

hair on top of her head. In ancient times, a beauty was described as "the hair

on the temples is like a cloud", it should be her hair with sufficient volume

and fluffy, like a cat-like texture. She lowered her head with a serious

expression, her long eyelashes blinked.

Her breath was just gushing between his neck, hot and itchy. Bo Yan's Adam's

apple went up and down, and she felt her hands move around his neckline, like

a silk feather tickling his heart.

But Xia Siyu was right for a long time, and she didn't know how to wear a tie.

She lived with her dad for a short time since she was a child, and soon after

returning to China, she made her debut. After her debut, she was an assistant

taking care of her life. Although the house has floor heating, and there is

someone to clean it, it's a hurry. However, running around at home without

wearing shoes, he still habitually greeted him.

Xia Siyu frowned: "If you want me to change my tie, shut up."

Bo Yan had to stay silent and opened his arms, as if the ancient emperor asked

the maid to undress. Xia Siyu raised his hand and knocked his arm off: "It's a

tie, not a change of clothes."

Bo Yan stood up and saw her right in front of him. He picked up both sides of

his tie, made a circle around his neck, tucked the tie into the collar of his

shirt, and then struck it carefully. He was fifteen centimeters taller than

Xia Siyu, and Xia Siyu came out without wearing slippers, standing in front of

him at this time, looking directly at his Adam's apple.

He was the same, lowered his head and saw the top of her skull, with shredded

hair on top of her head. In ancient times, a beauty was described as "the hair

on the temples is like a cloud", it should be her hair with sufficient volume

and fluffy, like a cat-like texture. She lowered her head with a serious

expression, her long eyelashes blinked.

Her breath was just gushing between his neck, hot and itchy. Bo Yan's Adam's

apple went up and down, and she felt her hands move around his neckline, like

a silk feather tickling his heart.

But Xia Siyu was right for a long time, and she didn't know how to wear a tie.

She lived with her dad for a short time since she was a child, and soon after

returning to China, she made her debut. After her debut, she was an assistant

taking care of her life.