"Me I've been a scum since I was young. I don't know what else I can do except eat this bowl of rice. I can only continue to work. But there is an age limit in the performing arts circle. I can't be popular all my life. Up to 40 years old, even if I don't want to, there will be young girls on top. Instead of being driven down, playing two and three girls, or even being the mother of a young woman, I will definitely lose my mental balance. Our country is far from being developed to let middle-aged female stars occupy the market. I'll just have to take advantage of it now. I must be the first when I am here. Even if I eat shit, I have to eat hot food! "

Bo Yan began to listen to her analysis with a little emotion, her daughter-in-law finally grew up. Until I hear the last sentence

What is this description? It has to be reduced to the point of eating excrement.

Speechless, he reached out and pinched the tip of her nose: "are you a dog? You still eat shit. It's so dirty."

Xia Siyu grinned and rubbed his lips deliberately: "don't worry, I'll eat you. Let's eat together. "

"Who wants to eat? Go away!" Bo Yan pretends to buck back, Xia Siyu wants to go forward and peck him. Bo Yan can't dodge and is pushed to the ground by her bashful, two people roll together.

Shasiyu has just taken a bath. Her hair is smooth like a ribbon. She's on the top of it when it's rolling. Her hair is on his cheek. It's fragrant and itchy.

Bo Yan looks at her below. In fact, she took the initiative when they met at the beginning. She teased him first, confessed first, and started first. He followed passively all the way, although now their combination is under his control.

But in fact, Xia Siyu has absolute autonomy. He can't control what she wants.

Maybe, it will be said by her that she will soar in the future. He, who wants to be a director, may become the man who supports her behind the scenes. Before knowing Xia Siyu, he never thought that his family life would be more powerful for his wife. But it seems that there is nothing wrong with thinking about her.

There is no leading or not leading, only suitable or not.

Although I thought at the beginning that I might be surprised by Xia Siyu's talent, I worried that I would not be as good as her in the future. But after thinking through, in addition to release, more or proud. Later, when people see Xia Siyu, they won't call her "Mrs. Bo". They won't say that she depends on her parents and him, but on herself.

Moreover, it is not necessarily that he is really inferior to her, he will also work harder, and the husband and wife will make progress hand in hand.

Bo Yan raised his head slightly, put his face on her cheek, gently rubbed and whispered: "wife, I like you so much."

Xia Siyu has a rough temperament. She can't think of Bo Yan's worries. She thinks it's just Bo Yan worrying about her "popularity" and his future directing career. She giggled: "my husband is the best."

At this time, my wife's praise and recognition is more heartwarming than a simple "I like you". He raised his head slightly, this time not to rub her face, but to kiss.

At the beginning, it was not warm. There was a kind of tenderness of "helping each other". But soon, his overflowing feelings could not be ended with a simple kiss. He wanted to continue to deepen.

Just as they were getting closer

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