Xia Siyu didn't even look back. Although she had the same attitude when Bo Yan came out just now, she could clearly feel that Xia Siyu's posture was more relaxed at this time.

She applied lotion on her face with ease, eye essence and eye cream, with meticulous movements and calm expressions.

After applying skin care products, she took out a hair dryer and tilted her head to blow her hair. Under the camera lens, her hair was blown by the breeze, which was simply unremarkable.

Even though I knew this guy was a rose with thorns, it was still a rose, blooming very beautifully.

Bo Yan wants to live in the same room with her - can he withstand it?

Put yourself in mind, such a lively and beautiful beauty sleeps next to him, just the same house as him. This will make you feel nothing if you are not inconsistent in your orientation, right?

Just as the other people's puzzled eyes, Bo Yan stood up and took two steps in her direction.

The barrage exploded and was divided into two groups:

One wave is "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The other wave is "Don't skip the high energy ahead", "I haven't slept all night for now", "Go on, hurry up, are you a man?" It's purely a passerby who is causing trouble.

Xia Siyu also knew that Bo Yan was coming, but she was not afraid at all. She didn't even change her expression or move, and she still sat on the stool and blew her hair.

What was she afraid of? She was pressed against the camera and carried the microphone. His every word, action, and every move were watched by the people of the whole country. She didn't believe that under this situation, he would dare to have any bad thoughts!

Bo Yan slowly approached, one step, two steps, bypassed the end of the bed, walked slowly, and stood behind her.

Outside the window is the sea, stars, and a crescent moon in the sky.

He glanced at it and stretched out his hand to pull the curtains. He sniffed two "hissings", tightened the curtains, and then turned his head, without even looking at her, walked towards the desk, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

Xia Siyu was also very calm, as calm as an old couple who had lived together for many years without any slight turmoil.

After blowing her hair, she turned her head and asked freely: "Do you still need to use the bathroom?"

Bo Yan shook his head, Xia Siyu walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

Bo Yan had already pulled open the quilt and went in to prepare for a rest.

Before resting, he sat at the head of the bed and turned out a book called "The Collection of Poems of Quasimodo".

Quasimodo, Nobel Prize winner in Literature, Italian poet, was born in Sicily and specialized in lyric poetry.

The reason why Xia Siyu knew was that her mother had also read his collection of poems back then.

It's quite appropriate.

She also laid a yoga blanket and used the rollers for a while to relax and exercise. When she was doing exercise, he read a book. Apart from the vague sound of the rollers, the room was very quiet, and only the sound of the sea tides outside came one after another.

In fact, the director cut the picture halfway at this time, Hu Juyue and Zhou Weiwei squeezed into a small bed to chat about gossip. In another room, Li Yiru was wearing super hot yoga at the head of the bed, kneeling on one foot and raising her legs high, almost carving the words "Look at me, I want to be popular."

But the most popular one is Bo Yan's room.

After Xia Siyu finished exercising, she skillfully picked up the headset, turned off the headset, and then picked up a piece of clothing, habitually blocking the camera lens.

As soon as I covered it, the live broadcast screen over there turned black, and everyone was shocked.
Chapter completed!