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Wei Jingjing is slightly shorter than her, fatter than her, and her breasts are not that big. But it doesn¡¯t matter. In winter, everyone looks similar when wearing clothes.
Boyan looked at the little red man in front of him and immediately put on a black down jacket, wrapping himself tightly. Especially Wei Jingjing¡¯s iconic woolen hat with two small pom-poms, which is of perfect value.
If it were normal, Xia Siyu might jump up and down once or twice in a lively manner, and then puff up her small breasts proudly: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman cross-dressing?"
But today, I don¡¯t know whether she was tired or because the thought of her mother touched her heart, so she was a little taciturn.
Bo Yan didn¡¯t bother her. After all, she was in a ride-hailing car and he couldn¡¯t have too many intimate gestures. She just sat in the back row by the window, so he sat next to her and held her hand. When we got back to the hotel, we were all boarded one by one.
And Xia Siyu went to Wei Jingjing¡¯s room first and gave her room card to Bo Yan. She stayed in Wei Jingjing's room for a while, then put on her original clothes and returned to the room.
Maybe it was because of the hardships on the road that Xia Siyu's mood came and went quickly, and now she was just hungry. She kicked off her shoes and saw that the high-heeled shoe slid in a graceful arc in the air and landed directly on the head of the bed. Then she threw it into the bed without any disdain and lay down on the pillow to sleep. He shouted: "We are exhausted, hungry, cold, so what should we eat?"
Boyan looked at her and smiled: "What do you want to eat?"
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This kind of late-night snack is simply a tool for gaining weight. Bo Yan would not agree to it normally, but today, he immediately went to place an order.
After placing the order, he also had work to do. He comes tonight and has to leave tomorrow afternoon, and there is still work to be done. The only better thing than last time was that he could leave later in the afternoon and sleep well at night.
Over there, Song Fengzhi was numbly helping him deal with things, and they always talked to each other in the air. Every time he saw their brother Yan flying all the way over and rushing back the next day, he just wanted to shake his head. He could understand falling in love, but he was a little unable to accept people like their brother Yan who wanted to get along and be a bitch. In particular, every time he flew over, he would lose some big and small matters, which would tire him to death.
So Song Fengzhi finally proposed: "Brother Yan, it's troublesome for us to communicate like this. How about next time you go on a date, I will live next to you. It will be easy to handle if something happens. You see, every time Miss Xia doesn't Take her assistant around? She can also block the gun at critical moments. Don't worry, I will never be your light bulb. Don't worry about dating, don't worry about me, I'm just handling work in the next room. This way we can communicate on the phone It¡¯s too much trouble. And¡¡±
Song Fengzhi paused and did not continue, "And you know that I have never liked Xia Siyu and her assistant."
His voice was a little stiff when he spoke, and it sounded like he was speaking patiently and reluctantly.
Mainly because artists often face script changes and schedule changes. It's really hard to explain this kind of thing over the phone.
Bo Yan didn¡¯t object, he just smiled: ¡°With one more person, wouldn¡¯t the probability of discovery be higher?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com