Chapter 189: Find a boyfriend (3)

For one kilometer, Bo Yan walked for half an hour, three times slower than the

normal pace. As he carried Xia Siyu (this heavy object) on his back, the rest

of the director team didn't find it strange, but would praise his hard work.

Back to the hotel, this time she finally slept in separate rooms, Bo Yan

carried her back to the room and put her on the bedside. He took off her

shoes, put a quilt on her, and instructed her to turn off the microphone and

camera.

Everything was arranged, he closed the door before he left and glanced back at

her.

...

Xia Siyu did sleep peacefully.

Maybe it was because she knew she had returned to Taormina, she was relieved.

Although I can't go to the Chinese area, I can see the places I lived in the

past from the top of the mountain. What I breathe is the air of the old days,

and the surrounding buildings are strange and familiar, as if suddenly

returning to the past.

My mother doesn't like to communicate with others, and she always spends her

time alone. Mother is also very strict with her, and trains her to dance and

play the piano every day. Once she didn't practice well, her mother didn't

swear, she just sent her to the door, and then closed the door.

Taormina is very safe and there is no need to worry about being trafficked.

The entire Chinese area is also like a large community, and the neighbors know

each other, just like the domestic compound in the 1980s and 1990s, children

often go out to drop in handkerchiefs together.

For example, when she first dreamed, she always dreamed that Pietro’s

grandmother next door had a dog at home, and she liked licking her face the

most...

When she is tired from playing, wherever she falls down, the parent of which

family will call her mother. At this time, her mother would bring a small

gift, usually a small piece of cake or baked biscuits, and go to the

neighbor's house to pick her up.

Sometimes she was really tired from playing with her little partner. Her tired

eyelids fought, and she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. Sometimes

it's not so tired, just pretend to be deliberately, the purpose is to make

mother carry her back.

In fact, her little kid's tricks are not enough for her mother. Wen Qunxiao

glanced at it and knew whether her daughter was really sleeping or pretending

to be asleep, but she always treated her as if she was sleeping, and then

carried her back.

Every time I go home, I have sweet snacks, which are almond tofu and tiramisu

that she likes very much. Sometimes my mother would pile Lego with her and

play with pistol toys.

Therefore, when Bo Yan recites her, she comfortably puts her head on his

shoulders, and her body automatically and spontaneously supports him. Even if

she had to slide down sometimes, and he turned her upside down, she would not

feel uncomfortable, but subconsciously hugged him more tightly. For fear that

if he let go, he would fall to the ground, and the dream would wake up.

She was indeed asleep, but she didn't sleep deeply, and even knew she was

dreaming, but she didn't want to wake up. The days of being an entertainer,

although the scenery is endless, there are more scolding around than praise,

** and sunspots will chase you impenetrably. It's a rare trip to Sicily, and

finally I don't have to face so many fans, but the people in the show team

follow all the time. Maybe she can only be so relaxed when she is dreaming.

Well, wait, how does she feel that she seems to be with Bo Yan. So what she

dreamed of being carried on her back by someone might not actually be her

mother, but a... The one who licked her face, never... is also a flimsy?