Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 142: Wedding rings (4)

But she didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to ask questions, so the atmosphere naturally cooled down.

Although Xia Siyu is crazy, the only person she doesn't make a fuss about is Bo Yan.

Two people, one was speechless, the other didn't want to speak, they were quiet, but had a strange and warm feeling.

Xia Siyu is also, she came to Sicily, and naturally she didn't want to stay in the villa every day, she came here to revisit the old place.

But she didn't want to let the show crew follow along, and she didn't want to consume her mother, and she didn't want to expose her privacy to the public.

I don't know how the program group is assigned, but she tried her best to come to Sicily, and she had to get her wish.

I have to think of a way to not go to the former residence, even if I take a look at it from a distance.

"Xia Siyu, Xia Siyu?"

Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, then looked up quickly, her head still didn't turn around: "What's wrong?"

She said nothing, just lowered her head and looked at her fingers.

Xia Siyu then bowed his head along his gaze, and found that his fingers had just been cut off when he was distracted, and he was bleeding.

Bo Yan grabbed her injured hand and carefully observed her wound, with a calm expression: "You are injured."

Xia Siyu is a person who will let the whole world know that she is happy when she is happy, but hides herself when she is hurt, and does not want people to see her wounds. What's more, it's just a small scene where the vegetable is cut to the hand, and it's just a little bit of skin.

"Oh, little things."

As he was about to withdraw his hand, Bo Yan held it tighter. Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and Bo Yan took her hand and took two steps forward, directly under the faucet. Forcefully squeezed out the blood near the wound, fingers connected to the heart, although Xia Siyu felt a little dull at first, but after pressing hard, there would still be a burning and stinging feeling. But the cool water flow quickly neutralized the dull pain.

After rinsing, Bo Yan also pulled her to the sofa and sat down: "You wait here for a while. I'll get you a medicine box."

Bo Yan quickly went upstairs and down again, taking a small medicine box. When he is away, especially when he goes abroad, he is still used to taking some medicine with him, which is also convenient for those who have a headache. Xia Siyu still looked indifferent: "Give me an OK stretch, I'll just stick it myself."

Bo Yan had a serious expression and frowned: "You can leave it to me, or I will call a doctor, or you will go to the hospital. There are three options, you can choose by yourself."

Xia Siyu doesn't want to choose either, but in comparison, the first one is better. She gave Bo Yan her paws.

Bo Yan opened the medicine box, looked at the wound carefully, disinfected it with an alcohol cotton swab, then picked out the Band-Aid, cut out the appropriate length with scissors, and wrapped it around her. He lowered his head, and the bangs on his forehead fell, swaying gently with his movements. His eyelashes are dense and long from this angle, his nose is also very straight, and his lips are soft and full...

Also, if he didn't have this appearance, the old lady wouldn't have liked him back then.

As she was thinking about it, Bo Yan had already wrapped her up over there. He seemed to feel something strange and raised his head to look at her.

In the camera lens, in an empty living room, the two are sitting on the sofa, holding hands, and their eyes are meeting.