Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

"...Leaving you, so that you will never see me!" Her word "marriage" quickly took it back and changed her way of saying it.

Bo Yan sighed: "That's worse than a divorce. I'm divorced, so maybe I can still see it, if I leave... then I won't see you."

This sentence actually had an impact in the hearts of Xia Siyu and Bo Yan. Xia Siyu lost his mother and Bo Yan lost his parents.

Life and death, these two life's greatest pains, they have all experienced.

At their current age, with such achievements, they can be regarded as successful. Unfortunately, the elders who most want to share joy and filial piety are not by their side.

Xia Siyu stopped pretending, walked over and approached Bo Yan's arms. Bo Yan also put his arms around her and patted her shoulder gently.

"Husband, you should pay attention to filming in the past. The conditions there are not good, don't wrong yourself too much." In fact, after hearing him filming there for 72 hours, Xia Siyu felt a little distressed in his heart.

Bo Yan smiled and said, "Okay. So do you. It's okay if you are going to learn firearms. Be careful with motorcycles. Those dangerous moves must be learned under the guidance of the coach. Don't try your best. Whatever happens is a big deal."

Bo Yan said, she nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

When she finished speaking, she raised her head: "Don't worry about everything else, even if the conditions there are too difficult, don't believe that'men want masculinity'. Masculinity is not not taking a shower, not a rough guy. You watch you go filming. In 14 days, the appearance value has been lowered by several notches. It's ugly."

He was speechless, so he nodded: "Well, I've always been handsome." He was also anxious: "But I will be old too. What if I get wrinkles in the future?"

"Always mentality, not appearance. I am the best-looking old lady when I am eighty years old!" Xia Siyu quickly retorted.

While talking, Xia Siyu's phone shook. When she looked back, it was Wei Jingjing's call. She weakly said over the phone: "Siyu...what time does the air ticket change? Do we continue to renew the room?"

Xia Siyu shook his head: "No. Check out at twelve o'clock, then go out for lunch, and then go to the airport. Let's book a ticket for 5 or 6 o'clock in the afternoon."

Bo Yan also bowed his head and sent a message to Song Fengzhi: "Let's have a plane at 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Order that."

The two of them stopped being wordy, and packed their things one after another. Xia Siyu left the room in a mess, and was ready to pick it up at this time. Bo Yan said: "Siyu, go wash. There is me here."

Xia Siyu immediately said, "Do you think I can't clean up the house? Actually, I will. I can clean up."

Bo Yan shook his head: "No, you just ate leeks. The taste is too big."

Xia Siyu was silent for two seconds, and furious instantly, "Do you dare to dislike me? Do you dislike me? You think I smell great, right." She came over, grabbing the collar of Bo Yan's shirt and pulling his head. Come over: "The more you dislike, the more I will smoke you!"

Usually Xia Siyu swayed away from his "offensive". This time, Bo Yan shook his head quickly, but he was helplessly pressed against the bedside by the evil forces and kissed him happily.

Xia Siyu also learned the same as those punks in the movie, tidying up his clothes and hooking his chin with his fingers: "Hey, don't cry. Will I be responsible?"