As soon as she turned around, a warm thing happened to stick to her cheek, and then Bo Yan's smiling face: "If you don't want to eat, you can always drink." It's too cold, drink something to warm up. ”

Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and found that what Bo Yan was sticking to her cheek was a cup of steaming milk tea. Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, she didn't answer, and she was still angry: "Didn't you say that this thing is high in calories?"

Of course, Bo Yan also knows that under normal circumstances, he will not buy this kind of milk tea on the street outside, which is all flavor and pigment, and it is not good for the human body. But it's too cold and hungry, so it's okay to drink a little to warm up now.

He smiled: "Didn't you say that you only ate boiled eggs and a little cabbage at night? It's okay to drink a little milk tea once in a while, just don't eat more." Supper is the same, although you know that you will be hungry when you work at night, but supper is an unhealthy eating habit, and it is best to break it. ”

Xia Siyu also snorted, looking unhappy: "This kind of junk food, I don't usually look at it!"

Bo Yan said "oh", "Then I'll throw it away." ”

Having said that, she was more honest, and snatched the milk tea in Bo Yan's hand: "Just throw it away with a word, this loser thing, I don't know what to eat when I marry it back and put it at home." Waste!"

Then she put the straw of milk tea very thick, and used the momentum like a dagger to sting people, poked hard, and sucked a big mouthful.

Well, indeed, something warm got into the stomach, as if even the pores were stretched. Artists sometimes have no choice but to wear less because of their work, and they walk the red carpet in the cold winter, all of which are a single dress. But it doesn't mean that artists are not afraid of the cold.

Xia Siyu turned out to be a fire baby, and she could wear very little in winter, but since she jumped in the water a few times in the winter of filming, the whole person has become afraid of cold.

Bo Yan bought it quite carefully, it was brown sugar ginger-flavored milk tea, and the spicy taste of ginger just relieved the oiliness of milk tea. However, Bo Yan didn't let her drink more, Xia Siyu still had more than half a cup left, so he grabbed it: "Drink less." ”

Xia Siyu naturally didn't do it: "Look at your stingy appearance, it's just a cup of milk tea, won't you buy yours yourself?" Besides, I've drunk it all, and I'm fat and fat, what's the use of grabbing it now?"

Bo Yan was speechless: "I'm not afraid that you will be fat, nor am I afraid that you will eat." ”

Street food, once in a while, is nothing, it can be regarded as an exercise for the stomach. He just said, "You drink so much, it's hard to find a bathroom later." ”

It's not a high-end hotel, so many people are here to watch, and the malls are closed at night, and there are a lot of people queuing up in the toilets.

Xia Siyu didn't drink it anymore, but she chewed and ate all the pearls in the bubble tea, leaving most of the cup of water for him.

Bo Yan had long been accustomed to eating her leftovers, took the cup, and drank it slowly. I also bought her a string of sugar gourds next door - strawberries.

Some eat, Xia Siyu will never worry about him, and gnaw on the sugar gourd wholeheartedly. Bo Yan finished drinking the milk tea, threw away the cup, and just walked back, there was suddenly a sugar gourd on the side of his mouth, it was Xia Siyu, and he gave him the last one in the string to eat: "It's quite sweet." ”

Bo Yan took a bite: "It's a little sour." ”

"Is it sour?" Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and Bo Yan immediately approached, directly sealed her lips, and handed over the sugar gourd like this.