Xia Siyu looked up at Bo Yan. She also knew that she was in trouble again: "don't be angry. I'll buy something similar to this one."

Bo Yan heartache: "the master who made this pot has been dead for many years. This is his masterpiece. " It's very difficult to knead and fire the shape of Gongchun. It's good-looking. It's at least ten years old.

Xia Siyu comforted him again: "no matter how high the price is, I can afford it." She dares to do it. She broke it. She will pay for it. Especially, it's my husband's favorite. Actor's income is still very high, as long as there are not hundreds of millions, she should not frown.

Bo Yan covers his heart and shakes his head. This time, instead of using a broom, he squats down and picks up pieces by pieces.

On the one hand, the pot is expensive, and on the other hand, the purple clay pot needs to be raised, especially in spring. It takes at least one or two years to keep it warm like this. Every time you wash the pot and keep it, use a Lanhao brush to remove the dust and dirt in the depression.

This pot has been kept for many years. Bo Yan bought it when he was still studying. Before he entered the performing arts circle, he had leisure to keep it as smooth as jade. Now even if he was given a better pot, he could not keep it.

"Well, don't be angry. I'll buy you more than ten. I'll drink them every day." Xia Siyu saw Bo Yan's heartache expression and quickly comforted him. Bo Yan shook his head and put the pieces in the garbage can, making a clear sound.

Xia Siyu stood by herself and felt that she was just a little too much. She quickly made up for it: "well, I'll help you clean it. Wipe the table, sweep the dust or something. "

Bo Yan quickly turned back: "no, I really don't need it."

In addition to Xia Siyu's large poster, there are several oil paintings on the wall, which are all works of art. If she doesn't know anything, it's not a matter of heartache. He really wants to be crazy.

Xia Siyu also shook his head: "it doesn't matter, it's not tired, and I won't move your porcelain, I'll wipe the table, tea table, picture frame and so on."

I really want to start painting! Bo Yan quickly came over and hugged Xia Siyu from behind: "don't move, don't move anything."

He sighed: "I don't blame you for breaking the glass and the pot. Purple clay pots are fragile things. It's just that the housework at home was originally handed over to the housekeeping. There's no need for you to be tired. Didn't you say you were going to read? I'll go with you after I wash the dishes, OK

This said Xia Siyu actually agreed, she looked back: "husband, you are not angry with me?"

Bo Yan sighed and touched her little head. When she got angry, her daughter-in-law knelt down and got the favor: "the pot is precious, but you are more precious. Be obedient. Will you read first? "

Xia Siyu nodded and went back to the computer. After a while, she turned on the computer and looked at the "strategy".

In addition to these points, there is also going out to party with friends, which is obviously unrealistic. What methods should be used to improve their relationship and let him regain his confidence?

"What are you looking at?" When Xia Siyu is in a daze, Bo Yan has quickly washed the dishes and cleaned the table. As soon as he comes over, he sees Xia Siyu in front of the computer, looking at something seriously

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