Xia Siyu was so excited by what he said that his scalp was about to explode.

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

But now, in fact, he is not very proactive, but it is such a casual sentence or two, and she suddenly does not answer it, and goosebumps all over her body.

Bo Yan could naturally see that the disgust in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

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

Pretending to be confused like the original and hiding his emotions, Xia Siyu couldn't feel his emotions at all. Although she gradually became defenseless against him, this defenselessness came at the cost of not treating him as a man.

But to put it bluntly, I like her, believe it or not, Xia Siyu runs faster? If you chase and fight again, maybe Xia Siyu will turn around and leave directly.

But like he is now, he doesn't talk about feelings, or rather, uses the relationship between husband and wife as a guide to approach her, and she is also rejected.

How's that to be?

**

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

Pushing open the door of the bar, this time Han Yifan did not talk to a group of drunkards like last time, but he was wearing a torn white T-shirt and ripped jeans, and he was DJing on stage with youth.

Around him, there were two hot and sexy pole dancers, at first whirling around the pillars on the stage, and then using him as pillars, rubbing their arms and legs beside him.

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

Han Yifan was quite wet with rain and dew, wrapped his arms around the thin waist of a A dancer with one hand, and kissed the face of a B dancer.

Zhengmei walked off the stage, and suddenly looked up and saw Bo Yan below, almost broke his foot and fell off the stage.

Thanks to the two beauties around him, one on the left and one on the right, who set him up like a bodyguard, he didn't lose his ugliness. After Han Yifan stepped down, he also waved the two beauties away, then looked left and right at no one, and then cautiously walked to his side, as if he was connected to the underground party: "Why are you here?"

"Give you back the keys. Bo Yan still wore a jacket and put on his hat. Xia Siyu said that he wanted to see the villa room of Reading Villa, and before he went to the luxury dinner to find her yesterday, he first came to the Yan River to find Han Yifan.

Anyway, Han Yifan had also thought about selling his house before to make his own music. He and Bo Yan were high school classmates, and the Han family started in real estate. A family like theirs will not support him to deviate from the norm and not want to be a designer, but to be an artist. And also play what rock, heavy metal.

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

Han Yifan took the key and waved his hand happily: "It's nothing, you can get out." ”

"Something. ”

Bo Yan calmly spoke.

Han Yifan was puzzled, raised his hand and asked the bartender to 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?"