"I’ve been filming day and night just to reunite with you sooner. I ca here today especially because I miss you. You can obviously do it for yourself, I’ll do it for you."
Xia Siyu snorted again, "If you’re not doing it for , who else would you do it for? Are you planning to expand abroad or sothing?"
Bo Yan knew right away that she was much less upset. He smiled and stepped forward, "I would like to expand abroad..."
Xia Siyu turned back, glaring at him.
Bo Yan laughed again, "...but there has to be soone prettier and cuter than you for to expand abroad with."
"I’m not cute!" Xia Siyu disliked the adjective, "I’m so fierce, what’s cute about that? I can kill you with just a look."
"Alright, a fierce wife like you is hard to find. I’ve got no choice but to settle for you."
"Tch, you want to be with , but I might not even want you around." Xia Siyu snorted again, but her tone had softened.
Bo Yan took a few steps forward and stood in front of her, carefully examining the injury on her arm. When Xia Siyu turned her head, she just happened to see his focused gaze. He even asked, "How did you get so careless?"
"How’s that my fault? The action was changed last minute, the stunt double didn’t go first to mark the spot, and the prop path wasn’t adjusted. I’m just lucky, that’s why I survived. Otherwise, my hair would’ve gotten tangled in it."
In fact, it shouldn’t be just the prop master’s responsibility. The stunt double didn’t go first, the martial arts instructor didn’t remind anyone, and Wang Ju didn’t prepare beforehand. But now that the incident is over and she wasn’t seriously hurt, it’s not right to pursue it. You can’t just hang Wang Ju up for him to experience it too.
Bo Yan replied, "Hmm," and asked, "Do you need to see a doctor?"
Xia Siyu thought for a mont, "It’s nothing major, just a strain and a bump." She moved her arm, and it was still mobile, no bruising, so nothing seed wrong with the bone.
Bo Yan imdiately turned around, "I’ll go get so Red Flower Oil for you."
He quickly went out and asked Wei Jingjing for so ointnt. Wei Jingjing thought Xia Siyu was in trouble, "Is she okay? Is it serious?"
"Just a small thing, just a bruise, nothing serious." Bo Yan returned to find Xia Siyu had already taken a quick shower.
Bo Yan ward his palms, poured a little Red Flower Oil into his hands, and massaged her shoulder. He had learned Sanda before, and his master taught him to rub injuries to promote blood circulation and relieve bruises.
After just a couple of rubs, Xia Siyu yelped in pain, "Can’t you be more gentle!"
Bo Yan nodded, "Okay, I will."
But he didn’t go any lighter.
Yet as he massaged, maybe it really had so effect, the bruise loosened, and Xia Siyu gradually didn’t feel so sore. But she couldn’t help but complain, "This stuff slls awful."
"Bitter dicine is good for you, just like this." Bo Yan finished massaging, went to wash his hands, and helped her get dressed. He asked, "Are you going to have dinner with Director Wang tonight?"
Xia Siyu said, "No way, I’m exhausted. It’s already a lot to ask the diva to co back and reshoot. I’m leaving tomorrow morning."
Bo Yan knew she was coordinating with his schedule. He had an appointnt at noon and could only take the very early flight.
"So tonight?"
"Nowhere, I’m going to sleep." She said this and actually lay down.
Bo Yan looked at her profile from the side, "You still need to be more careful next ti."
"Why, afraid I’ll get hurt and you’ll have to take care of ?"
Bo Yan shook his head, "Because it makes feel hurt."
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