Chapter 504: Come and go (4)

Xia Siyu used to sleep in seconds, but a lot of things happened today and she

didn't fall asleep.

When the thin words came up, she felt it, but she was too lazy to reason. Bo

Yan tiptoed up, lifted the quilt, and moved it bit by bit.

There was only a little night light in the room, so I could barely see Xia

Siyu's appearance.

This guy slept so well, lying peacefully on his side with his eyes closed, he

looked like a fake sleep.

Xia Siyu slept with her back to him, Bo Yan slowed down, moved over little by

little, and gently climbed her fingers on her waistline.

He also greeted softly: "Thinking about rain, wife?"

Xia Siyu didn't pretend, and said directly: "I think you are looking for a

kick."

Bo Yan thought of the red and swollen parts that had just been checked in the

bathroom, and shook his head quickly: "No."

He didn't dare to stop his paws on the plasticine this time, but instead

stretched out his arms, hugged her waist from behind, stuck the whole person

on, and the silk was tightly stitched with her.

He held it well, and Xia Siyu didn't bother to beat him, and the two remained

silent in the darkness.

After holding it for a while, Bo Yan knew that she was not asleep yet, and the

hand holding her waistline was still placed here, but with the other hand, she

gently picked up a strand of her hair so that the tip of the hair was at his

fingertips. Winding.

Xia Siyu frowned and didn't fall asleep, feeling that this guy was pulling her

hair and feeling so upset. But she hadn't spoken yet. Instead, she said first:

"I know, you want to improve yourself. You take this drama not for fame or

fortune, but just to act out a good show."

Xia Siyu's frowned eyebrows calmed down for a moment.

"At this stage, in terms of traffic, you and I have reached the top. No matter

how hot you want to be, you just maintain the status quo. I am 30 years old,

and you are also at the age of 27 or 30, which is for a person. Very

important, especially for artists like us. Do you want to take a queen?"

Xia Siyu raised her chin.

Otherwise, she went all the way to the northwest, is it for a plate of cumin

lamb?

"Then I also have a small goal. One day, I can be a director, a screenwriter,

and a starring role." This was the first time that Bo Yan told her his dream.

He said, letting go of the hand playing with her hair, fingers, gently pulling

up her hand, and holding it in the palm: "You have to improve yourself, you

are the queen of the movie, I will do my best to help as much as I can. You!

Then, you and I will stand on the podium together."

Xia Siyu turned her head and met Bo Yan's eyes.

The light in the room was dim, only the faint light of the night light. But

Xia Siyu saw that Bo Yan's pupils were shining, firm, gentle, and smiling.

Xia Siyu and Bo Yan met eight years ago, and they dated. But they didn't know

much about each other until they broke up.

Marriage is a marriage. After getting married, the two have lived on their own

for a long time. Let alone understand, they can't even see each other.

Although the two have been together recently, physical communication is far

greater than emotional communication. She even felt that Bo Yan was just

greedy for her body and didn't love her at all.

When he talked about it at this time, she realized that the two people had the

same goal.

This is his dream.

It happens to be hers too.

Looking at it, Xia Siyu nodded, "Yes".

Bo Yan looked at her flickering eyes, as if bewitched, and wanted to get

closer.