Xia Siyu didn't reply, although she also had such an attitude when Bo Yan came out just now, she could obviously feel that Xia Siyu's posture at this time was more relaxed.

She applied lotion to her face, eye essence and eye cream very freely, her movements were meticulous, and her expression was calm.

After applying skin care products, she also took out a hair dryer and tilted her head to blow her hair. Under the camera lens, her hair is blown by the breeze, which is simply beautiful.

Even if you know that this thing is a rose with thorns, it is still a rose, and it blooms very delicately.

Bo Yan wants to be in the same room with her - can he withstand it?

Comparing hearts to hearts, such a lively beauty sleeps next to him, just in the same house as him, this is only inconsistent in orientation will not feel anything, right?

Just as the others were looking at her suspiciously, Bo Yan got up and really took two steps in her direction.

The barrage exploded all at once, divided into two groups:

One wave is "Ahhhhhhh

The other wave is "Don't skip the high energy ahead", "Lao Tzu didn't sleep all night just for now", "Hurry up, hurry, is it a man" purely looks at the passers-by who make trouble.

Xia Siyu also knew that Bo Yan was coming, but she was not afraid at all. He didn't even change his expression, he didn't move, he still sat on the stool and blew his hair.

What is she afraid of, the camera is on, the microphone is carrying, his every word and deed, every move is all watched by the people of the whole country. She didn't believe that in this situation, he still dared to do anything crooked!

Bo Yan slowly approached, one step, two steps, bypassing the end of the bed, slowly walking, and standing still behind her.

Outside the window is the sea, the stars, and a crescent moon in the sky.

He looked twice, and reached out his hand—fingers to pull the curtains. "Snort" twice, closed the curtains, then turned his head, without looking at her, walked directly to the desk, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

Xia Siyu is also very calm, calm like an old husband and wife who have lived together for many years, without a trace of waves.

After blowing her hair, she turned her head and asked very freely, "Do you still need to use the bathroom?"

Bo Yan shook his head, Xia Siyu walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

Bo Yan had already pulled out the quilt and got into it to prepare for rest.

Before resting, he sat at the head of the bed and pulled out a book, Quasimodo's Poems.

Quasimodo, Nobel laureate in literature, Italian poet, born in Sicily, specializes in lyric poetry.

The reason why Xia Siyu knew it was because her mother had also read his poetry collection back then.

It's quite appropriate.

She also laid out a yoga blanket and used rollers to do some relaxation exercises. She exercised, he read, except for the faint sound of the rollers, the room was very quiet, only the sound of the tide outside came and went.

In fact, the director also cut half of the picture at this time, Hu Juyue and Zhou Weiwei huddled in a small bed to talk about gossip. In the other room, Li Yiru wore super hot yoga at the bedside, kneeling with one foot and raising her legs, almost engraved the words "Look at me, I want to be red".

But the most concerned is Bo Yan's room.

After Xia Siyu finished exercising, he skillfully took off the headset, turned off the headset, and then picked up a piece of clothing, habitually blocking the camera lens.

As soon as it was covered, the live broadcast screen over there was black, and everyone was shocked.

What does this mean, is she going to pounce on Teacher Bo?