"Hey you..." Bo Yan felt a little fluctuation in his heart when he saw the collar being thrown away. Xia Siyu raised her head and asked him, "What are you doing?"
He immediately looked back and pretended not to care about anything: "It's nothing."
Xia Siyu lowered her head to choose a tie for him. Good guy, in order to match the tie clip, Bo Yan basically took out all the ties in his cabinet. There were twenty or thirty ties in total. All different colors, all different materials, he has them all.
Women are instinctively interested in matching clothes. Although Xia Siyu just got up just to go to the bathroom. But after washing her face, drinking water, and chatting for a while, her energy returned. Let her match the tie, and she treats it as a dress-up game, and she has a lot of fun playing it.
She also asked: "Do you have to wear that suit?"
In fact, it's not that Bo Yan has to wear a brown and slightly red suit, but the color of this suit matches the tie clip better. It’s true that there are redder ones, but they don’t match well when worn. Things like tie clips should not be too overwhelming, nor should the color be too abrupt. It is best to be of the same color, which can play a little role in brightening up the clothes, but will not take away the texture of the clothes themselves.
He tried on several suits of several materials and colors, and this one suited him best.
Bo Yan nodded vaguely: "Yeah. Just choose a tie."
After choosing a good suit, you should also choose a tie of the same color to look good. Xia Siyu found a few, including rose red, brown, reddish brown, and diamond-shaped checkered ones. She took them out to compare, "I think these colors match quite well."
Bo Yan said: "Is it just a comparison? Can't you tie it on for me?"
Xia Siyu was born to be served. If she was asked to serve others, she would immediately become impatient. Bo Yan saw that her eyelids were visibly ready to roll his eyes, and his voice was slightly lowered: "Siyu, wife, my dear."
Xia Siyu wanted to retort, but Bo Yan murmured in a low voice: "You have never tied a tie for me."
Damn it, this guy actually used a beauty trick! Moreover, Xia Siyu looked up and saw his pitiful and pitiful eyes, and was really moved by him. Although he still said a little unhappy: "It's not like you don't know how to do it."
But he did have a tie in his hand, ready to tie it for him.
Boyan lowered his head and saw that she had not put on her shoes yet, so he kindly reminded her, "Do you want to put on your slippers first?"
Although the floor heating is provided in the house, and there is a dedicated person to clean it, it is done very quickly. However, running around the house without shoes, he still greeted me out of habit.
Xia Siyu frowned: "Shut up if you want me to change my tie."
Bo Yan had no choice but to say nothing and open his arms, just like the ancient emperors asking their maids to undress. Xia Siyu raised her hand and knocked his arm off: "It's to tie a tie, not to change clothes."
Boyan then stood up and saw her in front of him. He picked up both sides of the tie, wrapped it around his neck, tucked the tie into the collar of his shirt, and then tied it carefully. He was fifteen centimeters taller than Xia Siyu, and Xia Siyu came out without slippers. She was standing in front of him, looking directly at his Adam's apple.
He did the same. When he lowered his head, he saw the top of her head, which was covered with fluffy hair. In ancient times, a beautiful woman was described as having "cloud-like hair on her temples." It should be that her hair is abundant and fluffy, like a cat-like texture. She lowered her head, her expression serious, and her long eyelashes blinked.
Her breath also hit his neck, feeling hot and itchy. Bo Yan's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he felt her hands moving slowly on his collar, like silk feathers tickling his heart.
But Xia Siyu compared it for a long time and found out that she didn't know how to wear a tie.
She lived with her father for a short period of time since she was a child. She made her debut soon after returning to China. After her debut, her assistants took care of her life. Although there were many men around, and there were occasions when they wore suits and ties, it had nothing to do with her, and it was unlikely that she would do such a thing for those people.
At first, looking at it from the side, it seemed that tying a tie was not too difficult, but when it came to her doing it herself, she was a little confused. After trying several times without success, her hand stopped on his chest. Bo Yan didn't push her, and he felt the delicate softness of her hands on his chest.
She raised her head and blinked, her expression a little innocent.
"Idiot, you can't do any of this." Although Bo Yan seemed to be scolding her, his tone was full of endearment. He was not in a hurry, and immediately covered the back of her hand with his palm: "I'll teach you."
During this period, Xia Siyu really lost a lot of weight. She used to have a little bit of pinky on her fingers, but now, the joints are much clearer. However, the hands are still white and delicate. Bo Yan held her hand, his voice was just above her head, and he said slowly and softly: "First of all, hold the two ends of the tie. The wide one in front, the narrow one in the back, placed crosswise."
He grasped the tie with his hand covering hers, and rubbed the tips of her fingers with his fingertips, gently: "Then go around it."
A finger moved.
"Then go around to the right and form a loop." This time he not only rubbed her fingertips, but also pressed his palm closely against the back of her hand, using his slightly rough palm prints to feel the back of her hand. of smoothness.
"Turn the wide part under the tie, and turn the neckline out." He grabbed her hand again, and relied on the action of tying the tie to hold her hand and deliberately rub it against his chest to the collar. The tip of her raised little finger seemed to have brushed against a raised, warm spot, which was his Adam's apple.
She looked up at him.
Boyan knew she was looking at him, but he didn't respond in the same way. He pretended not to know and continued to pull her hand and pull it down: "Tie it. Lift it up from the side. Okay."
The tie was indeed tied, but his hand hadn't let go yet. Xia Siyu paused for a few seconds, then gently pulled her hand back from his: "Okay."
Bo Yan did not continue to hold her hand, but saw her turn around, gently put a hand on her shoulder, and brought her to the mirror: "Wait a minute."
In the mirror, there is a man in a suit and leather shoes, and a lazy woman in pajamas. The contrast is big enough, but the picture is very eye-catching.
"what do you think?"
Bo Yan is indeed very suitable for wearing a suit. He has a muscular body that is not too obtrusive. Putting on a well-fitting suit, he looks more casual and more elegant and elite than usual.
Although the two of them have been together for a long time, they still don't hold hands with each other. The feeling when he held her hand just now was a little weird: "It's pretty. I'm going to sleep."
"Hey, wait a minute." Boyan called her back again, "Help me put on the tie clip."
(End of chapter)