Chapter 1121 Regaining Glory (1)

He never thought that Xia Siyu was worried about her "marriage happiness" and wanted to help him regroup. His voice was a little trembling: "That's fine, but don't you want to read books?"

Xia Siyu pulled his arm and shook it: "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Reading is not as important as exercise. Come on, come on, help me."

Bo Yan felt a little strange, but she kept shaking his arm. After all, Xia Siyu pretending to be cute made people feel uncomfortable, and there was a clumsy feeling like a bear rubbing against a tree. Bo Yan was shaken by her for a while, and his arm was about to fall apart. He had to get up: "Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

Xia Siyu quickly dragged the yoga mat and put it away. Unfortunately, the yoga mat here has not been used for a long time and is covered with dust. It can't be used even if it is put away. Xia Siyu smiled: "I'll go wipe it." Then turned around and took a white T-shirt.

Bo Yan was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing with this."

Xia Siyu said calmly: "A rag? You can't find it. Just use this."

Bo Yan looked at the Saint Laurent T-shirt and was a little speechless: "Let me do it."

He turned around and took a box of wet wipes. There were indeed no rags at home, but there were plenty of wet wipes. Bo Yan wanted to squat down to clean up. Xia Siyu was afraid that his squatting would affect the kick yesterday, so she also said: "Let me do it."

The two squatted down at the same time and stretched out their hands at the same time. Before they got the wet wipes, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan's hands touched in the air.

Although Xia Siyu made a move later, she was impatient and fast, so she touched the wet wipes first. Bo Yan arrived later and just held her hand.

The two looked at each other.

Bo Yan's hands are big, his fingers are long, and his knuckles are distinct. His hands are not like some people who get very cold in autumn and winter. His hands are very warm. Such hands, the piano teacher can tell at a glance that they are a pair of hands that play the piano. He can indeed play the guitar and the piano. Before, she brought her guitar to sing and mesmerized a lot of fans.

It was an accident that they held hands in the air, and Bo Yan had no intention of taking advantage of her. However, Xia Siyu had been acting weird all day, sometimes casual, sometimes asking him to leave, and sometimes acting like a spoiled child. This guy had too many tricks, and he was a little confused. Since he had grabbed her hand, he didn't plan to let go. Bo Yan originally just touched the back of her hand from behind, but now he simply intertwined his fingers, put his palm against the back of her hand, and held her ten fingers together, and then tightened them.

Xia Siyu stared at him blankly, feeling the warmth of his palm, which slowly spread from his palm to the back of her hand and her fingertips. He also looked at her and smiled. This smile was like the blooming of spring flowers and the revival of all things, and her heart beat wildly.

After Xia Siyu reunited with him, at first, they had more physical communication than emotional communication. Later, they became emotional, but it was mainly divided into two aspects. One is that they have the same interests and work, and Bo Yan and she promote each other in acting and make progress together. Second, they support each other in family affairs. With the same enemy, they gradually build revolutionary friendship and then show mutual care and understanding.

Of course, this kind of feeling is not bad, but it lacks the taste of pure love.

Xia Siyu herself is shameless. She rarely experiences the feeling of a fluttering heart and a fireworks explosion in the sky.

But now, she looks at Bo Yan, and her eyes are filled with only a few words: the taste of heartbeat.