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- Bo Yan replied: ¡°It¡¯s not good to drink ice water just after exercise.¡±
If Bo Yan is around and he watches her exercise, he will definitely give her a glass of warm water when she is tired. Xia Siyu nodded subconsciously: "Okay."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little strange: "How do you know?"
As soon as she sent this sentence, a glass bottle hit her face with ice. Xia Siyu turned around and saw Boyan holding a bottle of Perrier water with a little ice in his hand and handing it to her.
Xia Siyu was startled: "Why are you here?"
Boyan didn¡¯t answer, just smiled, and then said: ¡°I¡¯ve told you so many times. After exercising, don¡¯t drink ice water quickly. It will irritate the gastrointestinal tract and be bad for the body.¡±
Seeing that Xia Siyu still had a surprised expression on her face, he unscrewed the cap of Perrier water and handed it to her and said, "I am sure that the work at hand is not finished yet. It will take two more days than originally planned."
Xia Siyu nodded, yes, then why is he here?
Bo Yan smiled again: "But the person I want to meet happens to be in Quebec. Although during the day, I should go out to look for him and may not have time to accompany you or visit, but at night, I I will try my best to come back with you."
Xia Siyu, who had just exercised for a long time and was still not tired at all, seemed to have softened her bones in an instant. She immediately leaned against Boyan, "Tired!"
Bo Yan still smiled and reached out to support her: "I saw that you were running so fast just now. You don't look tired at all."
Xia Siyu didn't care, she immediately stretched out her hand: "Hug!"
From cold to willful, it hardly takes five seconds to change. Bo Yan was a little helpless: "Miss, didn't you have to do some stretching exercises just now? If you don't relax, be careful that your legs will hurt tomorrow."
Xia Siyu blinked: "That's not easy. You can kill the chicken for me later."
She still had her hands stretched out, and Bo Yan had no choice but to lower her head and bend down to pick her up. While hugging her, she said with disgust: "You just exercised, and you are covered in sweat. It stinks."
It stinks, right? Xia Siyu simply twisted her whole body on him and rubbed the sweat on him as much as possible, causing his T-shirt to wrinkle instantly. Her feet were still up and down, and Bo Yan said, "Sit down if you want to hold her, don't swing around."
"What's wrong with me?" Is Xia Siyu the kind of person who is threatened by others? Even if he is giving advice, he has to say it nicely.
Bo Yan had no choice but to calm down: "I'm afraid that if you shake me, I won't be able to hold you, and I'll throw you down later."
Xia Siyu turned around and pinched his arm to look at his biceps. Not to mention, at the Venice Film Festival last time, Xia Siyu mocked him for not being as strong as white people. During this time, in addition to filming and doing various things, Bo Yan also often trained physically. When he came to Vancouver, he brought his personal trainer with him. In the past two months, he has not been idle and exercised whenever he had time.
Xia Siyu didn't care, she immediately stretched out her hand: "Hug!"
From cold to willful, it hardly takes five seconds to change. Bo Yan was a little helpless: "Miss, didn't you have to do some stretching exercises just now? If you don't relax, be careful that your legs will hurt tomorrow."
Xia Siyu blinked: "That's not easy. You can kill the chicken for me later."
She still had her hands stretched out, and Bo Yan had no choice but to lower her head and bend down to pick her up. While hugging her, she said with disgust: "You just exercised, and you are covered in sweat. It stinks."
It stinks, right? Xia Siyu simply twisted her whole body on him and rubbed the sweat on him as much as possible, causing his T-shirt to wrinkle instantly. Her feet were still up and down, and Bo Yan said, "Sit down if you want to hold her, don't swing around."
"What's wrong with me?" Is Xia Siyu the kind of person who is threatened by others? Even if he is giving advice, he has to say it nicely.
Bo Yan had no choice but to calm down: "I'm afraid that if you shake me, I won't be able to hold you, and I'll throw you down later."
Xia Siyu turned around and pinched his arm to look at his biceps. Not to mention, at the Venice Film Festival last time, Xia Siyu mocked him for not being as strong as white people. During this time, in addition to filming and doing various things, Bo Yan also often trained physically. When he came to Vancouver, he brought his personal trainer with him. In the past two months, he has not been idle and exercised whenever he had time.
It is true that some time ago, because I was too busy, I didn¡¯t exercise much, and I lost some muscles. But during this time, he worked hard to exercise, and the muscles he had lost were regained by his hard work.
"Hey, there's progress!" Xia Siyu pinched his arm and wanted to turn around and touch his abdominal muscles. After this twist, Bo Yan couldn't hold her and almost fell to her.
Fortunately, the elevator is here?, he quickly walked two steps to the elevator, and shook her: "Come down, there are surveillance cameras above."
"What's wrong with the surveillance? Who's watching us? This is Quebec, not China. Even in China, the two of us just love hugging each other and not caring about other people's business." Xia Siyu didn't want to come down. Not only did she not want to come down, He also shrank into Bo Yan's neck.
This time, the two of them have been separated for several months. It was so easy to see that she didn't want to let go. Moreover, it was a rare opportunity in a foreign country. Not many people knew them. She could hug him openly without worrying about being watched.
Bo Yan had no choice but to carry her all the way back to the room. Even when he reached the door of the room, Xia Siyu wouldn't come down. She had to hold his arm with one hand and take out the room card from her pocket with the other hand to open the door. Bo Yan carried her to the big bed before letting her go, and shook his head: "It's true that the more she lives, the more she goes back. A baby of more than three hundred months."
Xia Siyu didn't panic at all: "What the hell, just tell me whether you want a baby that's over 300 months old?"
Bo Yan sighed: "What can I do if I don't want it? How can I return it? I'm already married, so I can only live my life hard."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her. Suddenly he remembered something. He straightened up and looked at the door warily: "You are the only one who lives in this room right?"
Once, she and Wei Jingjing shared a suite. When Bo Yan came in to be intimate with her, Wei Jingjing almost bumped into her.
Xia Siyu also deliberately teased him: "What, you want to see her? That's easy, I'll ask her to come over."
Xia Siyu didn't care, she immediately stretched out her hand: "Hug!"
From cold to willful, it hardly takes five seconds to change. Bo Yan was a little helpless: "Miss, didn't you have to do some stretching exercises just now? If you don't relax, be careful that your legs will hurt tomorrow."
Xia Siyu blinked: "That's not easy. You can kill the chicken for me later."
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