Chapter 1868

Bo Qiliu dared not say. He looked angrily at his grandson: "Bo Yi!"

Bo Yi's legs softened and knelt down: "Grandpa, help me! I don't want to go to jail!"

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When Bo Yan woke up, it was already noon.

He usually sleeps for seven or eight hours, which is very enough. Although Xia Siyu falls asleep earlier than him, when he wakes up, it takes about the same time as him.

After waking up, Xia Siyu didn't even wear slippers. He rushed to the window for the first time, opened the curtains and looked at the snow in the yard. Well, now the snow is still falling, and the snow in the yard has been thick. Originally, the house was a height from the ground of the yard, but it snowed all night. The height of the snow in the yard was almost as high as the top of the house.

She smiled and said, "I want to make a snowman!"

Bo Yan did not object: "yes, but you have to wash and dress first."

Xia Siyu rushed back with a brisk walk. He put on his shoes and rushed to the bathroom to wash as quickly as possible. In front of the mirror on the washstand, Bo Yan and she stood in a row. Both of them were brushing their teeth. Xia Siyu couldn't help laughing at his scrawling brushing posture. She also washed with his rhythm and frequency.

After washing, Bo Yan asked, "do you want to have lunch first? You can't work until you're full."

Xia Siyu hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

It's just that the dumplings they made last night were killed by two people next door. It's too late to cook other dishes now. Fortunately, Bo Yan bought toast yesterday. He asked Xia Siyu, "do you want salty or sweet?"

Xia Siyu thought, "sweet."

Bo Yan nodded, took out four pieces of bread and opened a box of milk. First pour the milk into the plate, and then put two pieces of toast on the plate. When the toast is full of milk, change the other two pieces, and then soak them. Prepare a pan next to it, brush a little oil, put the two pieces of toast into the pan, and fry them on both sides.

After coming out of the pot, put some chopped bananas and strawberries on it, and then prepare two small cups next to it, one to squeeze a cup of yogurt, and the other to put condensed milk as dipping sauce.

When frying toast, Bo Yan had already put in coffee and began to grind and make coffee. The toast is on the table, and the coffee over there is better. Simply eat a milk butter fried toast with yogurt and condensed milk. One is sour and sweet, fresh and delicious, and the other is sweet and rich. If you feel a little greasy, drink some coffee. It tastes absolutely delicious.

With enough food and drink, Xia Siyu couldn't wait to rush outdoors. Just ready to play with snow, Bo Yan pulled her back: "wait."

He handed her the cover. "Take this with you."

Xia Siyu skillfully asked him to wear his gloves and go. Bo Yan called her back: "don't worry."

He turned to the utility room again and took the tools: buckets and basins, ready to hold snow later. Snowman wants to build a beautiful one. It's too difficult to take care of it with one hand. It will be much faster with the help of tools. He even brought a shovel, the kind of small shovel usually used when planting flowers in the yard.

When everything was ready, he came out with Xia Siyu: "what do you want to pile?"

Xia Siyu thought, "I want to make a man."

Make a snowman. Make a snowman. It must be a snowman. The snowman is the simplest one. It has a fat body below and a round head above. Add some carrots for the nose, two biscuits for the eyes, and two branches for claws.

Xia Siyu shook his head: "no, I want to make a snowman with side lying, enchanting curves and particularly good figure."

Don't you just say you want to pile yourself?

Bo Yan smiled: "this is easier. Lie down and show me a sample."

Of course Xia Siyu didn't do it, so the two began to make a snowman with tools. Xia Siyu filled and poured snow buckets by buckets, and Bo Yan repaired his face below. The snow falls on the designated position first, and Bo Yan roughly shapes the accumulated snow Lei. Xia Siyu also followed Lei. There was not enough snow, so he hurried to load it with a bucket. Once he ran a little faster and didn't notice that his feet slipped. Fortunately, Bo Yan was right beside her. As soon as he stretched out his hand to hold her, Xia Siyu fell on him and both of them rolled to the ground.

Ming Ming and Xia Siyu were both in a mess. Xia Siyu didn't ask Bo Yan how he was at the first time, nor did he check whether he fell. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the snowman. Fortunately, Bo Yan deliberately avoided the place where he had just fallen and didn't smash the snowman.

Bo Yan also saw this guy's action. He grabbed the snow and raised it on her face: "little heartless."

Xia Siyu's backhand is another snow ball. They defend each other and fight back. When they noticed, the enchanting snowman on the ground was trampled by them. There was no way. The previous enchanting model could not be made, so they had to make it the most primitive one. This time, Bo Yan went to fill the snow and soon packed several barrels back. The snowballs piled up below were solid and round bit by bit. After piling up the snowballs, he also decorated them with a small shovel. His face was chubby.

In addition to the chocolate cookies and carrots, Xia Siyu also contributed a small straw hat he brought in summer. Not to mention, it's really like that. Bo Yan picked up two twigs and gave them to him neatly. It's very good and perfect.

Then he gave the snowman's body 100 million details, carved clothes and buttons. After that, Xia Siyu also collected Bo Yan's scarf and brought it to the snowman. It's so beautiful, chubby and round. It's festive when you look at it.

She also engraved words on the snowman: "Bo Yan is here for a visit."

Bo Yan asked, "why not 'Xia Siyu's visit here'?"

Xia Siyu said solemnly: "Xia Siyu has just been trampled by us."

All right, just make her happy.

When making a snowman, Bo Yan's mobile phone kept ringing. Bo Yan ignored it. Xia Siyu saw it, but Bo Yan didn't answer, and she didn't deliberately remind her.

When the snowman was finished, the two entered the house. Bo Yancai looked at the phone on his mobile phone slowly. There were more than ten calls, all from Bo's house.

He ignored it and just smoked a pot of hot tea.

That night, Boshi continued to fall sharply at the opening, and after fermentation today, it fell even worse than yesterday. At the closing, it fell another 50%. Two days together, a total of 70% of the market value fell. Bo Yan closed when he saw good, and sold all the empty orders before the closing. In two days, he made a lot of money. As for Bosh's life and death? Fuck him.

Grandpa, they didn't know that he was facing the wind in the Royal Villa. They went to the Qingcheng apartment first. No one was there. A few days later, when he knew he was here, he ran fiercely and threw himself into the air. Bo Yan and Xia Siyu left long ago to go back to the crew for filming.

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