Xia Siyu is not Bo Yan. When her cell phone rang, she would not stay here, but pushed him away as soon as possible and quickly fumbled to touch the phone on the bedside table.

She wanted to answer the phone, but Bo Yan couldn't stop her, so she watched her go and get her cell phone with her own eyes.

Xia Siyu saw that, damn it, the bank called her, and probably she was doing some investment and financial sales. Although Xia Siyu hung up the phone, she still clicked on WeChat to see if she had left her a message or something.

Xia Siyu was dealing with the phone, so Bo Yan naturally followed him to check his phone number. It was indeed Director Sun who called him and asked him about a prop. Bo Yan told him and left a message, "I have something to do today, I'll go to the city. Maybe I can't see you until the computer is turned on tomorrow."

Director Sun doesn't care. After all, Bo Yan is a star and has a lot of itineraries. It's already great that he can stay in the Northwest in the early stage.

After greeting Director Sun, he contacted Song Fengzhi again. He ran back to Yancheng alone. He took almost nothing except his cell phone and ID card. He went back tomorrow, and it happened to be the start-up ceremony. He didn't have time to go to Xiaoshan Village again, so he had to go directly to the film and television city. His clothes had to be changed uniformly, and he might even run into the media and fans.

Then Song Fengzhi had to pick him up in advance and prepare everything in the car. He had to be staggered with Xia Siyu so that he would not be recognized.

After giving everything, Xia Siyu also replied to the message. There was nothing to deal with on her side. At this time, Wei Jingjing would not come to her. Knowing that she was sleepy, she usually notified her to answer the person at 11 o'clock and the phone was only arrived at half past ten o'clock.

But after interrupting, the atmosphere between the two people was gone. Even if they put down their phones at the same time and looked at each other at the same time, Bo Yan did not continue.

After a long time, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu smiled at the same time. Xia Siyu also had a hint of disgust in her smile: "Hurry up and put on your pants!"

"Are you embarrassed to say this? You took it down." Bo Yan wanted to call her, so Xia Siyu jumped out of bed with a cigarette and rushed to the bathroom.

Bo Yan also went to the bathroom. Fortunately, there were two bathrooms in the house. When the water was released, he returned to Xia Siyu's bedroom. Although there was a bathroom in his room, he still wanted to squeeze with her to brush her teeth and wash her face.

There is a saying that loving him means having the courage to brush his teeth with him. On the one hand, brushing his teeth together can prove that the two people are close. On the other hand, brushing his teeth and grinning is not good-looking, and allowing the other person to see the most imperfect self is the truth of love.

However, Xia Siyu would not think that there was something that was imperfect. She felt that she was so pretty, even when she was sitting on the toilet. However, the two of them brushed their teeth together, he was a little taller, she was shorter, the same movements and the same posture. Looking at him in the mirror, he also looked at her in the mirror. The feeling was not a heartbeat, but a long flow.

Bo Yan and her finished rinsing their mouths, and the two of them washed their faces with towels at the same time. Xia Siyu looked at the mirror through the gap in the towel, and he was still looking at himself in the mirror.

Xia Siyu was annoyed: "What are you looking at me?"

Bo Yanxiao: "Why, can't you look at your face?"
Chapter completed!