Bo Yan put the fruit in his mouth and chewed it. It was sour and sweet, and then looked at Xia Siyu. For some reason, maybe it was because of her eyes at this moment, which were nostalgic, beautiful, disgusting, and even hatred.

A single-celled creature like Paramecium like Xia Siyu shows such a look, and it doesn't matter that it is related to her family. Xia Siyu has been fighting with him for too long recently, and all kinds of national curses come. Even he almost forgot that he grew up in Sicily when he was a child.

Christmas has arrived in our country, just a promotion for merchants and young people join in the fun festival, but it is different in the West.

Such a festival will definitely be a family reunion and will definitely be a happy life.

Because she had mentioned her mother before, Bo Yan put down her socks this time and asked seriously: "Do you miss your mother?"

Xia Siyu looked back at him, and there was still a little bit of alert in her eyes, but soon this alert disappeared instantly. She was originally swaying with her teeth and claws, and now she looked a little like a little girl who had lost her way, nodding: "Yes."

Very close, Bo Yan could clearly hear a hint of nasal sound in her voice, a bit like a sob.

Although Xia Siyu mentioned her mother's affairs to him, some of the wounds were too deep, and only a little ugly scab was exposed. He didn't dare to touch it to the end, and it was not easy to ask.

He thought about it and wanted to fight the poison with poison. Xia Siyu is a foodie. Taking her to have a good meal may relieve her pain.

Bo Yan said: "Why should we go and eat something?"

Xia Siyu turned around, and she still had the heart to smile: "Didn't you just say that you can't eat midnight snacks at night? I don't want to eat more fruits,"

She had long been used to burying her deepest emotions in her heart, and she could only laugh and scold her outside. So, she could quickly respond to his words.

Bo Yan was slapped in the face, and he looked calm: "But I didn't eat at night. - Why don't I go out to eat hot pot? Or is it Western? After all, today is Christmas. There should be many restaurants open now, and you should be able to find Christmas sets for roast turkey and roast chicken. If you don't want to, how about going to drink? Drink less and drink only beer. Don't worry, you can drink as much as you want, I will be responsible for taking you back."

Xia Siyu changed her usual foodie nature. After thinking about it, she shook her head: "No."

Just like children are looking forward to the New Year, she really looked forward to Christmas when she was a child. In addition to gifts and big meals, what she most looked forward to was the day when their family reunion was reunited. But the so-called "family reunion" is the mirror and the moon. She has already exposed this fairy tale, so naturally she doesn't want to experience it again.

"It's better to go back to the hotel and order a takeaway, it's so cold outside."

She was filming in Jiangnan, and the temperature was around zero degrees at this time. However, the south was wet and cold. Although it did not rain or snow, the weather was gloomy in winter and the sun was rarely seen.

Naturally, Bo Yan would not deliberately poke her scars, nor would he force her to say it out, and change it again. She didn't want to say it, nor would he dig into the bottom of it, leaving each other a free space. When she said she went back to the hotel for takeout, he immediately nodded and called a taxi.

Before leaving, Xia Siyu cleverly took out the clothes she had changed from the storage locker of a nearby supermarket. Then she found a bathroom, changed the clothes back, and dressed them like Wei Jingjing.
Chapter completed!