Bo Yan eventually bought her milk tea, without milk foam, without sugar. He added nuts, but without the milk foam on top, dry nuts become tasteless.
Bo Yan manually added xylitol for her. Xia Siyu drank angrily. Bo Yan pinched the meat on her cheeks. Hmm, the feel is great.
He asked, "Do you want to stay at the villa? It's quieter there, and the audio-visual room is better."
Qingcheng apartment is in the city center. Although this apartment is already quite big, it can't compare to the villa area, there's no way to set up a large audio-visual room.
Xia Siyu firmly refused: "No!"
She likes excitement, but having been an artist for so many years, she's also used to being at home. Moreover, before she stayed at home playing by herself, now she can play with Bo Yan, so there's no need to wander around the villa.
Bo Yan shrugged: "So what do you want to play?"
