Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 1135: Crossing the Heart (3)

Xia Siyu raised her head and glanced at Bo Yan, she also knew that she was in trouble again: "Don't be angry, I will buy something similar to this."

Bo Yan was heartbroken: "The master who made this pot has been dead for many years. This offering for spring is his proud work." It's good-looking, and it has at least ten years of pot-making skills.

Xia Siyu comforted him again: "It's okay, no matter how high the price is, I can afford it." She dared to do it, she broke it, and she would pay no matter how much money she made. Especially my husband's favorite. The income of the actor is still very high, as long as there is not hundreds of millions, she should not frown.

Bo Yan shook his head while covering his heart. This time he didn't use a broom, but squatted down and picked up the pieces one by one.

It is one aspect that the pot is not expensive. In addition, the purple clay pot needs to be raised, especially in the uneven spring. It takes at least a year or two to keep it warm and moist like this. Every time I wash the pot and keep the pot, I use a wolf 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 entertainment industry, he still had time to keep this pot as warm and clean as jade. He can't keep a good pot.

"Hey, don't be angry, I'll buy it for you, buy a dozen, and drink it every day." Xia Siyu saw Bo Yan's heartbroken expression and quickly comforted him. Bo Yan shook his head, put the pieces into the trash can, and made a crisp sound.

Xia Siyu stood by herself and felt that she just seemed to be a little too much, so she quickly made up for it: "Then why don't I help with the cleaning. Wipe the table, sweep the dust or something."

Bo Yan quickly turned around: "No need, really no need."

In addition to Xia Siyu's large poster on the wall, there are several oil paintings, but they are all works of art. If she doesn't know anything about wiping with a rag, it's not a problem of heartache, it's a problem that he really wants to go crazy with.

Xia Siyu also shook his head: "It's okay, it's not tiring, and I won't touch your china, I'll wipe the table, coffee table, picture frame, etc."

Sure enough, it's time to start painting! Bo Yan hurried over and hugged Xia Siyu from behind: "Don't move, don't move anything."

He sighed: "I don't blame you for breaking wine glasses and pots. Zisha pots are inherently fragile items. It's just that these household chores are originally done by housekeepers, so there is no need to be tired. You. Didn't you say you want to read a book? I'll go with you after I wash the dishes, okay?"

Xia Siyu agreed, she turned back: "Husband, are you not angry with me?"

Bo Yan sighed and touched her little head. What can you do when you are angry, your daughter-in-law has to pamper her on her knees: "Although the pot is precious, you are more precious. Be obedient, why don't you read books first?"

Xia Siyu nodded and returned to the computer. After being stunned for a while, she turned on the computer again and checked the "Strategy".

In addition to these points, there is also going out to parties with friends, which is obviously unrealistic. Then what method should be used to improve the relationship between their husband and wife and let him regain his confidence?

"What are you looking at?" When Xia Siyu was in a daze, Bo Yan had quickly washed the dishes and cleaned up the table. As soon as he came over, he saw Xia Siyu in front of the computer, and seemed to be looking at something seriously...