Some love is not necessary to pretend, nor does it require others to question it.

Xia Siwei said coldly next to him: "I remember you said before that your husband is not good at drinking."

Xia Siyu rarely heard it: "Yes." There was still a small sip left in the wine glass, and she moved the cup back and drank it herself.

Moreover, it was the place where Bo Yan had just drunk.

Xia Siwei was raising his eyebrows slightly when he saw her drinking, but he didn't say anything.

Before Bo Yan could persuade him, he soon saw two red clouds on Xia Siyu's cheeks, and his eyes became hazy.

This guy has a bottle of beer, but it is white wine. Although it is only a small mouthful, it is at least fifty-three degrees. The key is that Xia Siyu was slightly drunk and just now her head was a little light, but she was still very conscious. She reached out to grab the wine pot, but she was immediately snatched by Bo Yan.

Xia Siyu wouldn't care so much when she was happy about drinking. She frowned and looked at Bo Yan with an unhappy look. Bo Yan had to coax: "I know you want to pour it for me, can I drink it myself?"

Xia Siyu just helped him block the wine, but it was not now, but Bo Yan was obviously faster than her. Seeing that she was going to grab a wine glass, he quickly stuffed the bottle into Xia Juan's arms.

Xia Juan was stunned for a moment, but took the wine bottle and put it on the other side to ensure that Xia Siyu could not get it.

But Xia Siyu turned around and looked at Xia Youbiao, and shouted pitifully: "Dad."

Otherwise, this guy is still good at acting. Xia Youbiao hasn't heard Xia Siyu look so pitiful for many years, and he instantly feels soft-hearted. However, he also knows that his daughter's alcohol tolerance is not good. Even if she has the alcohol tolerance, he dare not let her get drunk at the family dinner.

"Just a small cup, a small cup. You can't drink too much."

Xia Siyu nodded violently, Xia Youbiao also looked at Bo Yan. Bo Yan didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes gently. He put one hand on Xia Siyu's shoulder, showing that he could bear it.

Xia Youbiao poured a small cup for Xia Siyu and told her: "Sip it slowly. What's the difference between drinking it like that and chewing peonies?"

I don’t know if Xia Siyu heard it, but she did drink a little slower this time. She also ate the dishes Bo Yan picked up for her with a smile.

Xia Siyu's wine is still OK as long as she doesn't really drink too much. For example, now, although she is a little taller, she can't do anything except giggle. She sits straight like a primary school student, and she can eat whatever Bo Yan pinches her.

Xia Siyu was originally charming when she put on makeup, and she looked pure without makeup. At this time, she did not apply makeup on her face, and all the rosy on her face was drunk. She was white, unlike Bo Yan, who could just drink a little, and only had a slightly red color on the cheek, like a layer of rouge. Her eyes were smiling, like crescent moons, and a layer of mist, like a moon halo.

She smiled so harmlessly that even Bo Qiliu, who had just looked disgusted with her husband, temporarily put away her disgust. Bo Yi lowered his head and did not dare to read it. No wonder Xia Siyu Fengping was so bad and could still be rampant in the entertainment industry. He turned around and looked at Xia Siwei, and looked at Ms. Tong. Sure enough, it was not born by a mother, and the gap was really big.

Xia Siyu... is indeed better. Unfortunately, she has a beautiful face.
Chapter completed!