Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 1644: Gift (2)

Bo Yan said: "I haven't done it yet."

Xia Siyu just ignored this sentence: "You gave it to me, it's mine, I want to try it. What if it doesn't fit?"

In fact, it is unlikely that they will not fit, these t-shirts are loose-fitting. No matter how fat Xia Siyu is, he is also an artist, and there is no pressure to wear a small size.

Bo Yan had to take it off, Xia Siyu walked into the house holding it like a baby, came out after a while, and turned around: "Does it look good?"

Bo Yan nodded: "It looks good."

It's really beautiful, but it's not the clothes that look good, but the people. This dress, that is, against the background of her work clothes yesterday, looked refreshing and elegant. But compared with Xia Siyu's own private server, it is still a little mediocre.

"Take it off quickly, I just finished washing it, and it's still very wet."

But Xia Siyu liked it very much, and quickly changed it back: "Can this clothes be done at night?"

She wants to wear clothes to chat and show off in front of Shang Fei'er.

Bo Yan said: "I will try my best."

Actually, he plans to make a fire later, the temperature will be higher here, and the clothes should be dried.

"But if the money isn't enough..."

"Hey, what's the matter, the big deal is that we will transfer to several buses and subways." After buying all the clothes, it is useless to think about it, but Xia Siyu is very calm, "This time our money should be enough for the airport bus, right?"

Bo Yan nodded: "Enough, we can rent it first, go to the airport bus waiting area, and then buy a bus ticket to go there, so the money is enough."

"That's good. As long as the show team doesn't do anything wrong."

Xia Siyu is a restless person. As soon as she wakes up, she wants to jump, "I want to play with fire."

When she lived in Sicily, every household there also had a stove for roasting meat. Although it looked different from this stove, it was also used for burning wood. They like grilled meats, grilled steaks, sausages and so on, so she also played from childhood to adulthood.

"Would you?" Bo Yan was a little suspicious.

"Do you underestimate me?" Xia Siyu was looking for newspapers or straws to start the fire, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. So she walked into the house, took a poster of herself, and saw that she was about to ignite a fire.

Bo Yan hurriedly stopped her: "How can anyone burn their own portrait? Those who don't know think what happened to you."

Xia Siyu turned around and looked for a few posters of the show: "Burn this."

The staff next to you are speechless. Co-authoring this show deserves to be burned by you to sacrifice to the sky, right?

But no one persuaded her, she really burned, don't say, this thing caught fire first-class, Xia Siyu stuffed it into the stove, and soon the charcoal also burned.

Barbecue doesn't need a big fire, a yin fire is best. After lighting it, put out the open flame. Before anyone came, Xia Siyu simply took out the water bottle holder and made tea. Not to mention, this thing has the feeling of "green ant new fermented wine, red mud small stove". The tea is rolling, and you can drink a few bowls of smoke to refresh your mind, relieve fatigue, and digest food. After a few cups of strong tea, Xia Siyu was hungry again.

At this time, Han Yifan also said hello: "We came to see you~Is the barbecue ready?"

Bo Yan didn't reply, Xia Siyu sent a voice: "Hello, uncle."

"Okay, that's probably all right, we'll be there in a bit."

Han Yifan and the others are coming over, so the clothes and sheets here cannot be dried. Xia Siyu went to collect the clothes: "Is this done?" As expected of summer, after drying for more than an hour, with a little charcoal assist, the clothes were already dry.

Bo Yan's sheets were also dry, but he didn't want them to dry so fast, but in front of the camera, he couldn't say anything, so he put the sheets away.

As soon as he retracted it, he remembered something, shook his head and smiled: "My mattress! The mattress forgot to wash and dry."

The rain leaked last night, didn't it not only wet the sheets, but also the mattress.

He deliberately came out as if nothing happened: "I forgot to wash my mattress."

"Hey, what a big deal, continue to lend you the sofa, and this dress will be used as your accommodation fee." Xia Siyu replied quite tacitly.

Soon she changed her clothes, and Bo Yan took out the marinated meat and vegetables. When Han Yifan and the others came in, they saw that they had already made a charcoal fire. Bo Yan also instructed: "Come on, help me, put this bluestone slab on the stove."

Han Yifan said: "I'm here for a meal, but I still have to work. Do you guys prepare a full set?"

But when I helped, I lifted it up obediently.

When the bluestone plate was hot, and there was already a sizzling heat on it, Bo Yan poured a plate of meat on it.

"Wow, it's so fragrant." Actually, it's not that Han Yifan has never eaten this kind of barbecue, but it's completely different when he cooks it himself and buys it at an outside store.

When the barbecue was ready, Han Yifan also opened the beer he brought. He brought half a dozen over, and everyone opened it.

The meat is tender and the marinade is full of flavor. When it is out of the pot, put some chili noodles on the plate, it tastes great. Drink another can of cold beer, the heat of the hot summer and the fire of the barbecue are all suppressed by this icy alcohol. Even the side dishes, celery, and onions tasted like meat, very sweet.

Halfway through the meal, Bo Yan also pulled a few sweet potatoes from the bottom of the stove. The sweet potatoes were roasted and oily, and they were hot in the hand. When it cools down a bit, tear open the skin, take a bite, and the rich soup is about to flow out.

Han Yifan ate it, and commented: "Your craftsmanship is very good. If you don't do this in the future, go to open a shop and you will be popular."

Bo Yan smiled: "Is it delicious? Sheng Xi seventy, please give cash."

Han Yifan laughed: "Talking about money hurts feelings."

"Talking about feelings hurts money." Bo Yan smiled and stretched out his palm towards him.

Han Yifan looked at Xia Siyu next to him: "Hey, your clothes are so pretty, where did you buy them?"

Xia Siyu smiled slightly: "Bought it here - seventy."

"The two of you are really, will I default on my bill?" He originally wanted to say that seventy was overcharged, but seeing several kinds of meat here, the price really has nothing to say.

The fire is not too big, Xia Siyu lowered his head, moved the charcoal a little to ventilate, and soon the fire ignited again. Han Yifan saw it: "It's very skilled."

Xia Siyu nodded: "I often barbecued when I was young."

Speaking of her childhood, Shang Fei'er's eyelids moved: "Is it with you... Mr. Wen?"

Xia Siyu softly "um".

Shang Fei'er wanted to ask, but this is a show. It's not appropriate to ask her about her private affairs, so she can only hide the topic. But these two people's actions in the past also evoked Han Yifan's memory: "Bo Yan, you still remember that in the senior year of the senior year, I was almost unconscious when I drank the red and white beer, and it was you. It helped me a lot."

Xia Siyu was stunned: "Bo Yan help you stop the wine? He can't drink it."

Broken, his last little vest that can't drink is also off!