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Then she imdiately snatched the bag and ran inside, even preparing to close the door behind her.
Just as the door was about to close, Bo Yan swiftly extended his arm and firmly held the door open. Xia Siyu turned back in confusion, just as he lifted his leg and squeezed into the room before her.
The door closed right behind his heel. Xia Siyu looked at him with a puzzled expression, “What are you doing coming in?”
Bo Yan slowly glanced at her once, and after noticing that the opening of her bathrobe was a bit large, he averted his eyes again, “This place is half mine.”
Xia Siyu had clearly noticed the expression on his face when he looked away, and promptly adjusted her clothes before looking back at him with confusion, “Didn’t you have dinner already?”
Bo Yan walked straight into the room, glanced at the ssy, cluttered floor, frowned, and sat down in a clean spot by the bed, “Midnight snack.”
Xia Siyu held up the bag, which was indeed a bit much; she had specifically handed out the barbecue, excluding the cumin lamb.
Bo Yan didn’t mind, placed the items on the table, and just opened a can of beer.
Xia Siyu was starving. In no ti, she tore open the bag and started pulling out skewers of barbecue, only to take a bite and imdiately complain, “It’s gotten a bit cold.”
Bo Yan had bought the barbecue in the city center, driving back took over an hour. Before that, he had specifically purchased a thermal box to keep the food in, taking it out of the car when he arrived.
But even so, it certainly wasn’t the sa as the taste fresh off the charcoal
Bo Yan slightly frowned, snatched the chicken wing she had just half-bitten, and took a bite nonchalantly, not at all minding that she had already eaten from it.
And that bite, he took it exactly where she had just gnawed, chewing gracefully.
Then he looked up, “If you don’t want to eat, then don’t.”
“That’s mine!” Xia Siyu didn’t mind either; after all, in the film crew, everyone often grabbed food carelessly, and sotis they shared one cup for drinking water. Although she wouldn’t dare, she didn’t find anything strange about it.
It’s more fun to compete for food. Afraid that Bo Yan would snatch all the good stuff, she quickly operated with both hands, her left hand holding a skewer and her right using chopsticks to pick up the cumin lamb she wanted the most.
She was really too hungry, like a wolf at four in the afternoon, her eyes turning green. But as soon as she tasted sothing delicious, her eyes happily narrowed.
Bo Yan looked disdainfully at the way she ate from the side, frowning more and more, leaning his back further and further away.
Eating too fast can cause choking, and sure enough, Xia Siyu imdiately choked on the chili, her eyes beginning to water rapidly. She quickly turned to find the beer, hoping to take a sip to wash it down.
Just as she popped open the tab of the beer can and was bringing it to her mouth, Bo Yan intercepted it from her hand. He took the beer can away and from the bag, he found her another can of zero-calorie soda and put it in her hands. He drank the beer she had opened himself, “Drink this.”
Xia Siyu tried to snatch the beer back, but he calmly replied, “Drinking makes your face swollen. You’re already ugly, drinking will make you look even uglier.”
The nerve of him, I didn’t dislike you, but you start disliking ! Just as she was about to get up, a bit of cumin slid off her chopsticks, and by ill fortune, landed right in her cleavage.
The thing was, Bo Yan instinctively stretched out his hand to brush away the seasoning from her chest..
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