Chapter 294 Living Together (Addition 1)

Xia Siyu's scalp was about to explode from his words.

Originally, although Bo Yan was aloof, his emotions and anger were invisible, no matter how he flirted, he was like an iceberg, and he couldn't flirt with it. Although he usually has a stinky face, he is not so proactive. As long as he ignores him, he basically treats him as air.

But now, he is actually not very proactive, but just such a casual sentence or two, she immediately answered it or refused to answer it, and goose bumps all over her body.

Bo Yan could naturally see the growing distaste in her eyes.

He was a little lost and didn't know how to approach it.

As before, pretending to be confused and hiding her emotions, Xia Siyu couldn't feel his emotions at all. Although she gradually became defenseless towards him, this defenselessness came at the price of not treating him as a man.

But if you say you like her directly, do you believe that Xia Siyu can run faster? Her default position now is to hate him. If he pursues and fights fiercely again, maybe Xia Siyu will turn around and leave directly.

But like him now, if he doesn't talk about feelings, or in other words, he approaches her with the relationship between husband and wife as a guide, she also rejects it.

So what should we do?

**

In the evening, Bo Yan put on a jacket and drove to the bar by the Yan River.

Pushing open the bar door, this time Han Yifan didn't chat with a group of drunkards like last time, but he was wearing a white T-shirt with holes, ripped jeans, playing DJ on stage youthfully.

Around him, there were two sexy and hot pole dancers. At first, they were twirling around the pillars on the stage, and then they used him as a pillar, using their arms and legs to rub against his side.

At the end of a song, the two pole dancers followed him down.

Han Yifan was quite wet with the rain and dew, he put his arm around the slender waist of a dancer A, and leaned over to kiss the face of a dancer B.

Just as she was happily walking down the stage, she suddenly raised her head and saw the thin words below, almost sprained her foot and fell off the stage.

Thanks to the two beauties beside him, one on the left and one on the right, who supported him like bodyguards, he didn't lose his face. After Han Yifan stepped down, he also waved the two beauties away, then looked left and right to see that there was no one around, and then walked over to him cautiously, like an underground party: "Why are you here?"

"Give me back your key." Bo Yan still put on the jacket and put on the hat. Xia Siyu said that he wanted to see the unique villa. Before he went to the luxury dinner yesterday to find her, he first abducted him to find Han Yifan by the Yanhe River.

Anyway, Han Yifan also thought about selling his house to make his own music. He and Bo Yan are high school classmates, and the Han family started out in real estate. A family like theirs would not support him as a deviant, unwilling to be a designer, but an artist. And what rock and roll, heavy metal.

He had no choice but to sell his house and raise funds by himself to do what he liked. Anyway, the Han family's business will not be handed over to him, and his own brother will naturally take care of it. Does he need to work hard?

Han Yifan took the key resentfully, and waved his hand in a dispirited manner: "It's nothing, you can get out."

"Something happened."

Bo Yan spoke calmly.

Han Yifan was puzzled, and raised his hand to let the bartender take two glasses of wine, and he said a glass of wine. The two walked to the VIP room with the wine, and he took a sip: "What's the matter?"