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"Leave you so that you will never see me!" She quickly took back the word "marriage" and changed her word.
Bo Yan sighed: "That's worse than divorce. If you're divorced, you can still see your boss. If you leavethen I won't be able to see you."
This sentence actually had an impact on both Xia Siyu and Boyan. Xia Siyu lost her mother and Boyan lost his parents.
They have experienced both life and death, the greatest pain in life.
At their current age, with such achievements, they can be considered successful. It's a pity that the elders they most want to share joy with and want to be filial to are not around them.
Xia Siyu stopped pretending and walked over to Bo Yan's arms. Bo Yan also reached out to hug her and patted her shoulder gently.
"Husband, you should be careful when you go filming there. The conditions there are not good, so don't wrong yourself too much." In fact, after hearing that he had been filming there for 72 hours, Xia Siyu felt a little sorry for him.
Bo Yan smiled and said, "Okay. You too. It's okay if you want to learn firearms. Be careful on motorcycles. You have to learn those dangerous moves under the guidance of a coach. Don't show off. If something happens, it will be a big deal."
With a simple word, she nodded her head, like a chicken pecking at rice.
After she finished speaking, she raised her head: "Forget everything else. Even if the conditions there are too difficult, don't believe in 'men need to be masculine.' Masculinity is not not taking a shower, nor is it a rough man. Just go and film." In fourteen days, my appearance has dropped several notches. It¡¯s so ugly.¡±
He was speechless and could only nod his head: "Okay, okay, I'll keep looking handsome." He was also anxious: "But I will also grow old. What if I get wrinkles in the future?"
"It's always about the mentality, not the appearance. Even at the age of eighty, I am still the most beautiful old lady!" Xia Siyu quickly retorted.
While talking, Xia Siyu's cell phone vibrated. She looked back and saw that it was Wei Jingjing's call. She weakly said on the other end of the phone: "Siyu when will the flight ticket be changed? Do we still want to continue to renew the room?"
Xia Siyu shook her head: "No need. Check out at twelve o'clock, then go out for lunch, and then go to the airport. Just book a ticket for five or six o'clock in the afternoon."
Bo Yan also lowered his head and sent a message to Song Fengzhi: "We have a flight at six o'clock in the afternoon, book that one."
The two of them stopped nagging and packed their things one after another. Xia Siyu left the room in a mess, and was still ready to pick it up fussily. Bo Yan said: "Siyu, go and wash up. I'm here."
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Bo Yan shook his head: "No, you just ate leeks. The taste is too great."
Xia Siyu was silent for two seconds and then became furious, "How dare you dislike me? Do you still dislike me? You think I smell bad, right?" She walked over, grabbed Bo Yan's shirt collar, and pulled his head He came over and said, "The more disgusted you are, the more I will smoke you!"
Usually, Xia Siyu sways to avoid his "offensive", but this time, Bo Yan quickly shook his head, but was forced to the edge of the bed by the evil force and kissed him happily.
Xia Siyu also imitated those little gangsters in movies, tidying up her clothes and hooking his chin with her fingers: "Hey, don't cry. I will be responsible, okay?" (Remember the website address: www. hlnovel.com