Chapter 1231 The Storm Is Coming (3)

Xia Siyu said she loved him, of course he was happy.

But in fact, when he brought her to the box, she was sleeping soundly, holding such a big baby, all the negative emotions in his heart turned into tenderness in an instant.

He knew that although Xia Siyu was careless, she was also very sensitive. If she really encountered danger, even if she drank white wine instead of beer, she would try to stay awake. Even if Xiao Tang was watching beside her, she would not fall asleep easily.

It was because the director took Bo Yan's mobile phone and saw the text in his mobile phone, and even did not see him in person, but Xia Siyu chose to believe.

He and Xia Siyu, in fact, were children who grew up in the shadow of the family and the strong professional distrust of artists. There was no warmth in the family, and he was stabbed by his colleagues in his career. Xia Siyu chose to be domineering, and he chose not to show his emotions. In fact, for them, it was a kind of protective color. No matter how flamboyant, black-bellied, laughing and scolding, it is difficult to be sincere.

However, as long as Xia Siyu was sure that it was him, she would relax immediately even if he was not there.

Compared to a few months ago, this was simply unimaginable.

She was a little hedgehog, and now she finally understood that she didn't need to stand up all her thorns in front of him. She could give him her back without reservation and sleep without worrying about the worldly troubles behind her.

This unconditional trust moved him even more.

"Me too." Bo Yan hugged her gently.

Xia Siyu was not happy: "Just 'also'?" She even used "very"! It's "very love", not just "love" in general!

Bo Yan wanted to laugh again. This guy always crushed the warmth in an instant. It was only after he got along with her that his life became lively, with noise, quarrels, and fireworks, and even more smiles.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xia Siyu was even more unhappy: "You don't want to say it, right?"

Bo Yan lowered his head, with a smile on his lips: "You want to hear it?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up Xia Siyu in an instant, rushed to the bathroom in two or three steps, and closed the door. Xia Siyu was carried to the bathroom by him, and then he turned around to adjust the water temperature and "splash" the water in the bathtub.

Turning his head, he prepared the shampoo, shower gel, makeup remover and other things that Xia Siyu was used to. He had done this process countless times. First wash and brush, then take a bath, she takes care of her skin, he helps blow her hair, and if Xia Siyu is in a good mood, she will also "reward" him with a mask.

"If you want to hear it, I will tell you in one night, many nights."

Bo Yan stuck to her, but Xia Siyu became hypocritical: "Cut, you say it now, I don't want to hear it yet."

She said hypocritically, but she kept hugging Bo Yan's neck, her eyes sparkling, the corners of her mouth curved, and there was an indescribable little pride on her face.

"Don't want to hear it, then I won't say it."

"You dare?" Xia Siyu's eyebrows instantly stood up, and her eyes were wide open. She can not want to hear it, but he can't not say it. She is double-standard, just unreasonable. What's wrong. After two months of separation, she couldn't be pretentious when they met. She usually wanted to be pretentious, but she didn't know who to show it to.

Bo Yan had no choice but to hold this big baby: "I think your mental age should not exceed three years old. At most, you can only be in the kindergarten class."

Xia Siyu rolled her eyes: "Who are you looking down on? I'm obviously in the early childhood education class for two and a half years old!"