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Chapter 1582 Chance Encounter (6)

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    After these words, Qin Baizhou never responded to her message.

    But Xia Siyu was angry. She held her cell phone and asked Bo Yan with a scrutinizing look on her face: "Did you just read my message?"

    Bo Yan shook his head.  He didn't mean to look at it. In fact, his cell phone kept ringing, so he just glanced at it by the way.

    "You must have read my message just now, otherwise how would you know that he sent me a private message?" Xia Siyu looked at her with a scrutinizing look, and that expression was no different from catching someone in bed.

    "I didn't," Boyan quickly shook his head, "I didn't mean to do it just now, I just accidentally noticed that you seemed to have new information."

    "Then you still watched it!" Xia Siyu came closer to him. Although she was wearing a mask, her eyes were fierce.  Since this guy developed the skill of "killing you with his eyes", he often uses it on a group of people next to him.  Bo Yan was not afraid in the first place, Wei Jingjing was used to it, Xiao Tang was occasionally frightened by her, and once he almost drove his car into a ditch while walking at night.

    Xia Siyu stared at him fiercely, and the flight attendant next to her came up and asked, "Ms. Xia, do you need a meal?"

    Xia Siyu nodded fiercely: "Yes!"

    Then he took the time to look back at the food list and ordered: "Want this, this, and this. Wine? No. I want grape juice." When talking about wine, Wei Jingjing glanced at her and heard her say  When he said "no drink", he breathed a sigh of relief.  But when Boyan ordered food and drinks, he originally pointed at the juice, but under Xia Siyu's vicious gaze, he moved his finger to the side: "Bordeaux red wine, this is it."

    Xia Siyu's eyes looked much kinder now.

    When they were eating later, she changed the drinks between the two of them, happily drinking red wine and cutting foie gras steak.  Bo Yan had no choice but to eat the shrimp salmon and grape juice she ordered. Even the last dessert, the sweeter tiramisu, was snatched away by Xia Siyu.

    After finishing the meal, her mood finally calmed down a lot.  Although when he was collecting the plates, he still snorted when he saw Bo Yan.

    She actually knew that Boyan didn't look at her phone. Even if he did look at these messages, he didn't reply for her.  But she just likes to play tricks and see how helpless he is when he is bullied by her.  And, it's a warning: Even as a couple, two people need a little privacy.  If she didn't have even a little secret, she would definitely suffocate.  In return, she would not go to Bo Yan's place to check on him.  Being an artist is a very mobile profession. If there is no trust, life cannot go on.

    After finishing the meal, she also told the two people in the front row what exactly was sitting in the first class cabin.  Like her, the young lady in the front row had heard of the "Brilliant Seven Stars" but didn't recognize the person.  The uncle had never heard of this name at all, and he was not a superstar and was still making such a big show. The uncle sneered: "It's not Baoyan. I know a little about Baoyan. A little transparent person, he didn't even listen.  Have you ever heard of such a big battle?"

    Xia Siyu patted Bo Yan and Bo Yan smiled.  Sit upright.  Xia Siyu nodded: "Although Bo Yan is just like that he is still much more handsome than this person."

    It¡¯s not that I didn¡¯t know, but when I got off the plane, the plane was still taxiing and didn¡¯t stop, and there was a riot behind it.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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