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    But she didn¡¯t want to say it, and it was hard for him to press her, so the atmosphere naturally cooled down.

    Although Xia Siyu is crazy on her own, the only person she won't make trouble with is Bo Yan.

    There were two people, one was speechless and the other didn't want to speak. They were quiet, but they had a strange feeling of warmth.

    The same goes for Xia Siyu. When she comes to Sicily, she naturally doesn't want to stay in a villa every day. She comes here just to revisit her old place.

    But she was unwilling to let the program crew follow her, nor was she willing to consume her mother, nor was she willing to expose her privacy to the public.

    We still don¡¯t know how the program team was allocated, but she worked hard to come to Sicily, and she had to fulfill her wish no matter what.

    You have to think of a way not to visit the former residence, even to take a look at it from a distance.

    "Xia Siyu, Xia Siyu?"

    Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised her head, her head still a little turned around: "What's wrong?"

    Bo Yan said nothing, just lowered his head and looked at her fingers.

    Xia Siyu then lowered her head following his gaze and found that her finger had been cut while she was distracted cutting vegetables and was bleeding.

    Boyan grabbed her injured hand, carefully observed her wound, and said with a calm expression, "You are injured."

    Xia Siyu is a person who lets the whole world know that she is happy when she is happy, but when she is hurt, she hides herself and does not want others to see her wounds.  What's more, it was just a small scene like being cut on her hand while cutting vegetables, and the skin was only broken, but it was not a muscle or bone injury, so she didn't take it to heart at all.

    "Oh, little things."

    Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Bo Yan held it tighter.  Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and Bo Yan took her hand and took two steps forward, walking directly under the faucet.  Squeezing out the blood near the wound and connecting his fingers with his heart. Although Xia Siyu felt a little sluggish at first, after the pressure accumulated, he still felt burning and stinging.  But the cool water quickly neutralized the dull pain.

    After rinsing, Boyan pulled her to the sofa and sat down: "Wait here for a while. I'll get you a medicine box."

    Boyan quickly went upstairs and came down again, grabbing a small medicine box.  When going out, especially when going abroad, he is still used to taking some medicine with him, which is convenient if he has a headache or a fever.  Xia Siyu still looked indifferent: "Give me an OK bandage and I'll just apply it myself."

    Bo Yan looked serious and frowned: "Either you leave it to me, or I call the doctor, or you go to the hospital. You have three options, you choose."

    Xia Siyu didn¡¯t want to choose either one, but in comparison, the first one was better.  She handed her paw to Bo Yan.

    Boyan opened the medicine box, looked at the wound carefully, disinfected it with alcohol swabs, then picked out the band-aid, cut it to a suitable length with scissors, and wrapped it around her.  He lowered his head, and the bangs on his forehead fell down, swaying gently with his movements.  From this angle, his eyelashes look thick and long, his nose is straight, and his lips are soft and full

    "Also, if he didn't have this appearance, I wouldn't have taken a fancy to him in the first place.

    Just as she was thinking about it, Bo Yan had already bandaged her up. He seemed to feel something strange and raised his head to look at her.

    In the camera lens, the two people were sitting on the sofa in the empty living room, holding hands and making eye contact.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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