Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

Bo Yan said: "I haven't done it yet."

Xia Siyu ignored this sentence: "You gave me away, it's mine, I want to try it. What if it doesn't fit?"

In fact, it's unlikely that it won't fit well. This kind of T-shirts are all loose-fitting. No matter how fat Xia Siyu is, he is also an artist, and there is no pressure at all to wear a small size.

Bo Yan had to take it off. Xia Siyu walked into the house with her baby in her arms. He walked out after a while and turned around: "Does it look good?"

Bo Yan nodded: "It looks good."

It's really good-looking, but it's not that clothes are good-looking, but people are good-looking. This dress, in contrast to her work clothes yesterday, looked refreshing and elegant. But compared with Xia Siyu's own private server, it was still a bit mediocre.

"Take it off, just finished washing, it's still very wet."

But Xia Siyu likes it so much, she quickly changed it back: "Will this dress do at night?"

She wants to wear clothes to squeeze, to show off in front of Shang Feier.

Bo Yan said: "I will try my best."

In fact, he plans to start a fire later. The temperature here will be higher and the clothes should be dried.

"But that is, if the money is not enough..."

"Hey, what does it matter? The big deal is that we transfer to the bus and the subway a few more times." I bought all the clothes. It would be useless to think about it. Xia Siyu was rather calm. "This time our money should be enough for the airport bus?"

Bo Yan nodded: "Enough, we can rent out first, go to the waiting area of ​​the airport bus, and then buy the bus ticket, so that the money will be enough."

"That's good. As long as the program group doesn't have a moth."

Xia Siyu is a person who can't stay idle, she wants to jump when she wakes up, "I want to play with fire."

When she lived in Sicily, every household there also had stoves for barbecue. Although they looked different from this kind of stoves, they also burned wood. She likes barbecues, grilled steaks, sausages and so on, so she has also played with her since childhood.

"Will you?" Bo Yan was a little suspicious.

"I'm underestimating me." Xia Siyu tried to find newspapers or wheat stalks to ignite, but couldn't find it for a long time. So she walked into the room, took a poster of herself, and was about to ignite the fire when she saw it.

Bo Yan hurriedly stopped her: "Why did you burn a portrait of yourself? Those who don't know think what's wrong with you."

Xia Siyu turned around and looked for a few show posters: "Burn this."

The staff next to him are speechless, co-authoring this show deserves to be burned by you to sacrifice to the heavens, right?

But no one persuaded that she really burned it, let alone, this thing caught fire first-class, Xia Siyu stuffed it into the stove, and soon the charcoal also burned.

Barbecue does not need a big fire, it is best to have a dark fire. After it was ignited, the open flame was extinguished. Before anyone came, Xia Siyu simply took out the bottle holder to make tea. Not to mention, this thing has the feeling of "green ant new fermented wine, red mud small stove". The tea was boiling, and I drank a few bowls, refreshing and relieving fatigue, and also digesting. After a few cups of strong tea, Xia Siyu was hungry again.

At exactly this time, Han Yifan over there also said hello: "We have come to see you~ Is the barbecue ready?"

Bo Yan did not reply, Xia Siyu issued a voice: "Good, you uncle."

"Okay, that's probably the right thing, we'll be there later."

Han Yifan and the others are coming over, and the clothes and sheets are not allowed to dry here. Xia Siyu went to collect the clothes: "Is it dry?" As expected, it was summer. After drying for more than an hour, with a little charcoal assist, the clothes were already dry.

Bo Yan's sheets were also dried, but he never wanted the sheets to dry so quickly, but in front of the camera, it was hard to say anything, so he took the sheets.

As soon as he took it back, he remembered something and shook his head and laughed: "My mattress! The mattress has forgotten to be washed and dried."

The rain leaked last night. Didn't it mean that not only the sheets were wet, but the mattresses were also wet.

He deliberately pretended to be okay and came out: "I forgot to wash my mattress."

"Hey, what a big deal, the sofa will continue to lend you, and this dress will be used as your accommodation fee." Xia Siyu replied with tacit agreement.

Soon she changed her clothes, and Bo Yan took out the marinated meat and vegetables, and when Han Yifan and the others came in, she saw that they had prepared charcoal fire. Bo Yan also ordered: "Come on, help, put this bluestone slab on the stove."

Han Yifan said, "I'll have a meal, and I have to do some work. If you agree, do you prepare the whole set?"

But when he helped, he obediently lifted it up.

When the bluestone board was hot, there was already sizzling heat on it, and Bo Yan poured a plate of meat on it.

"Wow, it smells good." In fact, Han Yifan hasn't eaten this kind of barbecue, but it feels completely different if he cooks it himself and buys it in an outside store.

When the barbecue was good, Han Yifan also opened his beer. He brought half a dozen over, and everyone drove away.

The meat is tender and marinated. When it comes out of the pan, put some chili noodles on the plate. It tastes great. Drinking another can of cold beer, the heat of summer and the fire of barbecue are all suppressed by this cold alcohol. Even the celery and onions in the side dishes have the taste of meat and are very sweet.

Halfway through the meal, Bo Yan also pulled a few sweet potatoes from the stove. The roasted sweet potatoes burst into oily skin, and they were hot when they were held in their hands. When it gets colder, tear open the epidermis, take a bite, and the rich soup will almost flow out.

Han Yifan whipped and whipped, and commented: "You have a good craftsmanship. If you don't do this in the future, you can open a store and it will be popular."

Bo Yan smiled: "It's delicious, isn't it? Sheng Yun Qishi, please give me the cash."

Han Yifan laughed: "Talking about money hurts feelings."

"Talking about feelings hurts money." Bo Yan smiled and stretched out his palm towards him.

Han Yifan looked at Xia Siyu next to him: "Hey, your clothes are pretty, where did you buy them?"

Xia Siyu smiled slightly: "I bought it here—seventy."

"You two are really, am I going to fall back on the bill?" He originally wanted to say that the seventy income was over, but seeing several kinds of meat here, the price is really nothing to say.

The fire wasn't too big, Xia Siyu lowered his head, moved the charcoal a little to ventilate, and soon the fire ignited again. Han Yifan saw it: "Very skilled."

Xia Siyu nodded: "I used to barbecue when I was young."

Speaking of being a child, Shang Feier's eyelids moved next to him: "Is it with you... Teacher Wen?"

Xia Siyu gave a soft "um".

Shang Feier wanted to ask, but this was a show. It wasn't appropriate to ask her about her personal affairs, so she could only hide the topic. But the actions of these two people recalled Han Yifan's memories: "Bo Yan, you still remember the meal in the senior year, the red and white beer, I almost drank it, it was you. Helped me block a lot."

Xia Siyu was taken aback: "Bo Yan helps you block alcohol? He can't drink."

Broken, his last little vest that can't drink is also lost!