Chapter 177

A kilometer's journey, Bo Yan walked half an hour, three times slower than the average pace. Since he is carrying Xia Siyu (this heavy weight), the rest of the directing group do not find it strange, but will praise his hard work.

Back to the hotel, this time it was a separate room. Bo Yan carried her to the room and put her on the edge of the bed. Take off her shoes, cover her with a quilt, and turn off the microphone and camera.

When everything was arranged, he closed the door and looked back at her.

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Xia Siyu did sleep peacefully.

Maybe she was relieved to know that she was back in Taormina. Although we can't go to the Chinese community, we can see the place where we used to live from the top of the mountain. Breathing is the old air, the surrounding buildings are strange and familiar, as if all of a sudden back to the past.

Mom doesn't like to communicate with others very much. She is always on her own. Her mother is also very strict with her, training her to dance and play the piano every day. Once she doesn't practice well, her mother doesn't scold. She sends her to the door and closes the door.

Taormina has good law and order, so there is no need to worry about being abducted. The whole Chinese community is also like a large community. The neighbors know each other, just like the courtyards in the 1980s and 1990s in China. Children often go out to hang doors and throw handkerchiefs together.

For example, when she had a dream, she always dreamed that Pietro's grandmother next door had a dog and liked to lick her face most

Play tired, where she fell, which parents will call her mother. At this time, her mother will take a small gift, usually a small cake or pancake, and go to the neighbor's house to pick her up.

Sometimes she is really tired of playing with her little friends. Her tired eyelids fight with each other, and she sleeps as soon as she closes her eyes. Sometimes it is not so tired, is deliberately pretend, the purpose is to let her mother back.

In fact, her little children's tricks are not enough for her mother. At a glance, Wen Qunxiao knew whether her daughter was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping. But every time she thought she was sleeping, she carried her back.

Every time I go home, I have sweet snacks to eat. What I do is almond tofu and tiramisu, which she likes very much. Sometimes mom would make Legos and play with pistols with her.

Therefore, when Bo Yan carries her back, she is very free to put her head on his shoulder, and her body automatically cooperates with him. Even if she had to slide down sometimes and he bumped her up, she would not feel uncomfortable. Instead, she subconsciously hugged him more tightly. For fear that he would let go and fall to the ground, the dream would wake up.

She did sleep, but she didn't sleep deeply, and even knew that she was dreaming, but she didn't want to wake up. When the artist's day, although the scenery is infinite, but around scold more than praise, illegitimate and sunspot will not catch up with you. It's rare to come to Sicily, and finally she doesn't have to face so many fans, but the people of the program always follow her. Maybe she will be so relaxed only when she dreams.

Well, wait a minute. How does she feel? She seems to be with Bo Yan. So what she dreams of doing is carried on someone's back. In fact, it may not be her mother, but Bo Yan? The one who licks her face will never Also Bo Yan?

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