Chapter 870 Secret Photography (2)

Wei Jingjing is a little shorter than her, fatter than her, and her breasts are not that big. But it doesn't matter. In winter, everyone looks the same after changing clothes.

Bo Yan looked at the little red man in front of him wearing red clothes, and instantly changed into a black down jacket, wrapping himself tightly. Especially Wei Jingjing's iconic woolen hat with two small pompoms, the value is integrated.

If it were normal, Xia Siyu might still jump up and down once or twice, and then proudly stick out her chest: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful woman in disguise?"

But today, I don't know if she was tired or because she thought of her mother and touched her heart, she was a little silent.

Bo Yan didn't disturb him. After all, he couldn't have too many intimate actions in an online car-hailing car. She just sat in the back seat by the window, and he sat next to her and held her hand. When they returned to the hotel, they still went in one by one.

And Xia Siyu went to Wei Jingjing's room first and gave her room card to Bo Yan. She stayed in Wei Jingjing's room for a while, and then changed into her original clothes and went back to the room.

Maybe it was because of the tossing on the road, Xia Siyu's mood came and went quickly, and now she was just hungry. She kicked off her shoes, and saw that high-heeled shoe slid a graceful arc in the air and fell directly to the head of the bed. Then she threw it into the bed without any disgust, and fell asleep directly on the pillow, shouting: "I'm so tired, hungry, and cold, so what do we eat?"

Bo Yan looked at her and smiled: "What do you want to eat?"

Xia Siyu buried her head in the pillow, tilted her head, and thought for a while: "Let's have skewers, with beer, and go to sleep directly after eating. In addition, no matter what you order, add more spicy food."

This kind of midnight snack is simply a weapon for gaining weight. Bo Yan would not agree to it normally, but today, he immediately placed an order.

After placing the order, he also had work to do. He came tonight and had to leave tomorrow afternoon, and there was still work to be completed. The only better thing than last time was that he could leave later in the afternoon and sleep well at night.

Song Fengzhi was already numbly helping him deal with things, and every time they talked across the air. Every time he saw their brother Yan flying all the way over and rushing back the next day, he just wanted to shake his head. He could understand falling in love, but he was a little incapable of accepting someone like their brother Yan, who had to get close to him and be a licker. In particular, every time he flew over, he would be thrown some big and small affairs, which made him exhausted.

So Song Fengzhi finally proposed: "Brother Yan, it's so troublesome for us to communicate like this. How about I live next to you when you go on a date next time. It's easy to cover up if something goes wrong. Look, doesn't Miss Xia also take her assistant out every time? It can also block bullets at critical moments. Don't worry, I will never be your light bulb. You can go on a date without worrying about me, I'll just handle work in the next room. It's too troublesome to communicate on the phone like this. And..."

Song Fengzhi paused and didn't continue, "And you know I don't like Xia Siyu and her assistant very much."

His voice was a little stiff, and it sounded like he was patient and reluctant.

The main reason is that artists often face script changes and schedule changes. This kind of thing is really hard to explain over the phone.

Bo Yan didn't object, just smiled: "With one more person, wouldn't the chance of discovery be higher?"