After a kiss, Xia Siyu had softened into a ball of rouge. It has the floral fragrance of rouge, and is as soft and creamy as rouge, and it's also red. Boyan raised his head slightly, not daring to press her down, fearing that he would react if the contact was too close. He adjusted it, but his voice was still a little hoarse: "We're going to separate again."
I don't want to be separated, I want to be with her all the time. There is nothing more painful than being separated from each other while you are in love.
But they both have their own jobs and pursuits. It is impossible for him to tie her up for his own selfish interests. Of course, Xia Siyu will not agree to it, let alone compromise. Moreover, after compromising, Xia Siyu was no longer the woman he liked.
He knew it in his heart, but he was still a little disappointed.
Xia Siyu originally wanted to say coolly, "Isn't it true that artists often do this?" But looking at Bo Yan's slightly defeated eyes, she felt a little regretful.
It took her a while to say, "Then you can come over and visit the class."
Bo Yan imitated her behavior and became arrogant in a second: "I won't go. If you tell me to go, I will go. Then wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"
Xia Siyu also got angry: "If you don't come, I won't come. It's best not to come for the rest of your life. You should go out quickly!"
Bo Yan was teasing her on purpose, but now he saw her angrily turning her back to him, frowning in bitterness and hatred. This woman, really, would open a dyeing workshop if given some color, and if given a ladder, she could go up to the house and remove the tiles in an instant. Follow her and coax her, and she might be able to spare your life if she's happy. If you don't follow her, she will immediately jump up and down and tear down the house.
Bo Yan said with a smile: "I sometimes wonder if you are born in the year of the dog - no, you are born in the year of the Erha. You will not go away when pushed, you will go backwards when you push, you will beat your husband when there is nothing wrong, and your favorite thing to do is to demolish the house. And He also looks like 'I'm the biggest'."
Xia Siyu became even more angry: "You are the one born in the year of dog, and your whole family is born in the year of dog! Just bite me if anything happens!"
Bo Yan was a little surprised: "When did I bite you?"
Xia Siyu was justified: "When you do this kind of thing, you like to bite me the most, just like this." Xia Siyu demonstrated in person and "chirped" directly on his heart.
It was indeed reasonable and well-founded, leaving him unable to argue. He did like her plasticine, and it was a more private area that could be covered under normal circumstances. They are artists and cannot be too presumptuous. If they are photographed by reporters, they will have bad associations. Just like when this guy is happy, he scratches his back a few times.
Bo Yan said seriously: "Even if I am a dog, I must be a Border Collie, a German Shepherd or something like that. As for you, you must be a Erha."
Xia Siyu was angry, "You are Erha! Your whole family is Erha!"
Bo Yan still smiled: "You are in my whole family. So you admitted it yourself."
Xia Siyu said "ouch" and came up to pluck his hair. While the two were having fun, Bo Yan's stomach rumbled. He smiled and said, "That cute little dog, do you want to have a big dinner together?"
Xia Siyu was furious: "No!" She had the guts to not eat the food she came for. And she had lunch very late, finishing at half past two, so she wasn't very hungry. Director Ji originally wanted to keep her for dinner, but she remembered Bo's words and came back first, saying that she had to go home to pack her things.
"Oh, that's it. Then I'm going to have dinner."
(End of chapter)