Chapter 306: Live together (add more 1)

Xia Siyu's scalp was blown by his words.

Although the original thin words are high and cold, their emotions and anger

are not visible, they are like an iceberg no matter how they are teased, and

they can't move. Although he usually has a bad face, he is not so proactive

anyhow. As long as he is ignored, he is basically regarded as air.

But now he is actually not much proactive, but just a word or two so

inadvertently, she said that she didn't answer it immediately, and she got

goose bumps all over.

Bo Yan could naturally see it, her eyes became increasingly disgusting.

He was a little confused and didn't know how to approach it.

Xia Siyu couldn't feel his emotions at all as he tried to pretend to be

confused and hide his emotions as before. Although she gradually became

undefended against him, this lack of defense came at the cost of not treating

him as a man.

But straightforwardly said that you like her, believe it or not Xia Siyu runs

faster? Her current position is to hate him. If you come back and fight, maybe

Xia Siyu will just turn around and leave.

But as he is now, not talking about feelings, or using the relationship

between husband and wife as a guide to approach her, she also rejects her.

What should I do?

**

In the evening, Bo Yan wore a jacket alone and drove to the bar by the Yan

River.

Pushing open the bar door, this time Han Yifan did not talk to a group of

drunks like the last time, but he was wearing a ripped white T-shirt and

ripped jeans, playing DJ with youthful youth.

Around him, there were two ** and hot pole dancers. At first they were

spinning around the pillars on the stage, and then they used him as pillars,

rubbing against him with their arms and legs.

At the end of a song, the two pole dancers followed him down.

Han Yifan was quite wet with rain and dew, put his arm around the waist of a

dancer A, and kissed her on the cheek.

I walked down the stage happily, and suddenly raised my head to see a flimsy

word underneath, he almost got his foot and fell off the stage.

Thanks to the two beauties on the left and right beside him, who stood up like

a bodyguard, they didn't lose their ugliness. After Han Yifan stepped down, he

waved away the two beauties. Then he looked around and there was no one, and

then walked carefully to his side, like an underground party: "Why are you

here?"

"Return your key." Bo Yan still wore a jacket and put on his hat. Xia Siyu

said that he wanted to see the villa of Dushu Yizhi. Before he went to find

her at the luxury dinner party yesterday, he turned to Yanhe and looked for

Han Yifan.

Anyway, Han Yifan thought about selling the house before to make his own

music. He and Bo Yan are high school classmates, and the Han family started

from real estate. A family like theirs would not support him to be apostate,

unwilling to be a designer and become an entertainer. And what kind of rock,

heavy metal.

He had no choice but to sell his own house, raise funds on his own, to do what

he liked. Anyway, the Han family's family business will not be handed over to

him, naturally his brother will take care of it. Does he need to work hard?

Han Yifan took the key angrily and waved his hand in a dispirited way: "It's

okay, you can go away."

"Something."

He spoke calmly.

Han Yi was puzzled, and raised his hand to let the bartender take two glasses

of wine. The two walked to the VIP room with wine, he took a sip: "What's the

matter?"