Chapter 689 of 1923
Chapter 689: Jinwu Cangjiao (1)
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Xia Siyu is just a tiger, not stupid, her mobile phone is fine, Bo Yanxin
replaced her.
How could there be an echo from the newly-changed phone? She hadn't had time
to drop it. She looked down at Bo Yan's Moments on her mobile phone. He used
to post before going to bed at night, but it was posted at 1 o'clock today.
It's no problem if it changes to noon all at once.
She suspected that Bo Yan came here secretly. Anyway, there is Han Yifan. Han
Yifan wears a pair of pants with him. Asking her where to eat and where to
live is a piece of cake. She asked again: "Are you still filming?"
She walked back and watched. If you want to come, you can only hide in the
only private room on this floor. She walked back all the way and found the
private room, standing at the door.
Sure enough, from the door, as well as from her mobile phone, I heard Bo Yan's
voice: "Guess."
Although Xia Siyu just missed this dog man a little bit, he suddenly appeared
and didn't tell her. She still played this kind of trick. She answered the
phone with one hand and stood at the door with one hand on her hips: "Bo Yan,
get out of here!"
As a result, Bo Yan didn't even call, and said directly at the door: "It's not
convenient for me to come in."
Damn, still playing with her, being her three-year-old? Xia Siyu rushed in
aggressively and was about to tantrum with him, only to see Bo Yan wearing
gloves, peeling shrimp. The shell of the lobster was oily. Just when I called
her, his phone was on the side, and the phone was covered with a protective
cover, which was covered with grease.
Seeing Xia Siyu coming in, he just smiled: "Come on, eat shrimp, I peeled a
big plate."
For foodies, you have to use food offensive.
Xia Siyu pouted and said with a look of disdain: "Don't think that you can
fool it. I tell you I'm super angry!"
After speaking, she stepped on high heels and walked over aggressively, sat
down at the table immediately, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a shrimp,
and ate it like a mountain river. After one, another, another, and another,
and soon, she ate all of the small bowls of shrimps, and her anger
disappeared.
Bo Yan pulled off his gloves, cleaned his fingers with a wet wipe, took off
the protective cover of the phone, and put the phone in his pocket. He poured
her another cup of tea to clear her mouth.
Xia Siyu drank a cup of tea and cleared his mouth, and then came to angrily
scolded: "You sneak over and don't tell me, don't think that a small bowl of
shrimp can calm me down!"
As soon as the voice fell, Bo Yan's fingers held the wet wipes and gently
rubbed her cheeks and the corners of her mouth to help her wipe off the
stains. Bo Yan also smiled and said, "My wife is so beautiful."
Xia Siyu's face turned red at once, and she didn't know why her heart beat so
fast in an instant. She was like a bulging balloon, looking at it inflated to
a terrifying point, she said a little finger, and instantly released her full
of anger.
"Humph," she wanted a face so she wouldn't be bought by his small bowl of
shrimps, turned her head and said proudly, "Who is your wife. Don't forget, I
didn't promise you anything."
She talked about it, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were smiling,
and the corners of her mouth were bent. Bo Yan leaned forward and reached out
and hugged her in his arms. Xia Siyu was still squeezing at first, but when he
hugged it tightly, she did not resist. When Bo Yan kissed her, she even
stretched out her hand and hooked his neck to match.
He kissed until he breathed and then let go, sighing thinly: "My wife, I miss
you so much."