Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

With a thin word, Xia Siyu was instantly frozen as if he was tapped.

Bo Yan said: "I know you don't care about so many verbal abuses, anyway, they are far from your life." There is another point he didn't say. He felt that Xia Siyu's disregard for public opinion might be due to her mother.

Since she has a clear conscience, why bother with the messy remarks, anyway, their words will not affect her life.

"Besides, sometimes you have a temper and will deliberately face it. If people don't let you do anything, you just want to do it. Indeed, following the rules can be dangerous, and it is absolutely impossible to follow the fan's wishes. However, I still don’t want to see you being scolded. And even if it wasn’t your fault, you don’t bother to explain, it will only let people catch your pain points, and the worse you scold. Although it doesn’t matter if you are scolded, I feel sorry for it. ."

Xia Siyu had been listening, sitting on the edge of the bed, sitting on one side with his legs very elegant, listening very carefully. When Bo Yan finished speaking, she asked again: "If one day you are implicated because of my business, but I don't want to explain, what should I do?"

Bo Yan said: "I believe in you. Since I am married to you, I choose to believe in you. No matter what you do, even if there is no chance to explain to me for a while, I also believe in you. If you are really involved, then No way, who told us to be husband and wife, have we made do with it, and how can we leave."

When Xia Siyu heard the previous sentence, she was moved. When she heard the last sentence, she was completely moved, "Why, marry me, are you still wronged?"

Bo Yan could only shook his head: "That's not the case. I got excited when I was young and ignorant. I quickly took you away when I saw you were beautiful. It's too late to regret now."

Xia Siyu also confronted **** for tat: "Neither am I, Harazi, your pectoralis-abdominal-muscle, I didn't observe your way for a while. Who knows that you can't get up again now."

As she said, her eyes focused on the place where he had just been kicked.

Bo Yan is unhappy: "Who said I can't?"

He just got a sharp edge, and instantly bent his back in pain. Xia Siyu continued to ridicule, but she didn't say anything, just a "tsk", showing contempt. But contemptuous contempt, still lowered his head slightly: "If it really doesn't work, I will call 120."

"No." Bo Yan was kicked by her before, knowing the pain. There is no injury to the bones, the most is-hiss, short-term physical discomfort.

"In the future, can this problem of kicking people be corrected? Also, if you hit someone in the face, this problem should also be corrected."

"Who told you to scold me first, deserve it! Also, if you don't slap someone in the face, where should you hit it? Shouldn't you slash your hair and slap someone in the face?" Although Xia Siyu was reluctant to forgive, she quickly still Changed his tone, "After the big deal, I will kick at other people, just stop kicking you."

Bo Yan was so angry and funny. In the end, he poked her forehead with a finger, and was reluctant to scold her: "You, you."

**

In the evening, Xia Siyu ate her sweet wine dumplings with egg soup. During the meal, everyone at the Bo family table was observing, and Bo Yan seemed to be indeed—not looking good. And when I first went downstairs, I was obviously bad at walking, and I was limping.

Before leaving, Xia Siyu still smiled and gave Bo Qiliu a single CUE: "Uncle take care of your body!"