Bo Yan tried the water temperature: "Little fairy, come and take a shower."

Xia Siyu stretched out her hand, and she didn't want to walk just two steps: "I am a little fairy, I'm all flying, I can't walk."

Bo Yan was speechless, but he still picked her up and took her to the bathtub. After getting in hot water, Xia Siyu felt comfortable and hummed happily.

Bo Yan was also in the rules. She was still a patient now. He didn't want to do anything and was all focused on helping her clean her body. But as he listened, Bo Yan suddenly raised his head: "What song did you just sing?"

Xia Siyu looked strange: "The Storm is the one we are going to sing on stage on New Year's Eve, the theme song of our "Storm". Haven't it been very popular recently? It's all the first place in the rankings, and it's quite nice."

Bo Yan was covered in black lines after hearing this. How could she say that the song Xia Siyu sang should not be called "Storm and Rain", but "Storm and Rain". The real storm is coming! How could she do every word and every one, not in tune?

No wonder this guy has been in the industry for seven years and hasn't even attended a party. This is the first time this New Year's Eve party. She never sings in variety shows. She almost sent him away when she spoke!

The key point is that this guy turned around in a daze and asked him with a little smug attitude: "I sing well, right?"

Bo Yan was stunned for a moment. He had answered many questions in his life, but he had never been so entangled this time.

The answer is nice, it really goes against his principles of being a human being.

But if the answer is not good, Xia Siyu will be angry again.

This is not a question for giving away points, but a question for giving away.

He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "You are the best in my heart."

Anyway, Xi Shi appears in his lover's eyes, and Xia Siyu has eighteen layers of filters in his eyes, of course everything is the best.

Xia Siyu refused to do it, she turned her head and the sound of water was clattering. She asked seriously: "What if it was in the eyes of others?"

Bo Yan looked around and said to him, "You are pretty, you're right in everything you say."

Xia Siyu sat upright again, leaned forward, and looked closer: "What do you mean, I only look good? I don't sing well?"

Bo Yan leaned back under her pressure, and kept pushing back, and the back of his head was almost stretched out of the bathtub. He was forced to bear it and replied: "...You sang very distinctively."

He also analyzed to her: "Your tone is nice and your voice is quite crisp. The singing style...that is very unique and unique."

"That's just not good?" In fact, Xia Siyu herself knew that, otherwise with her bad personality, she had participated in many variety shows, but she had never been on stage and sang a song.

Bo Yan did not continue to add fuel to the fire, but just comforted: "It's okay, there is still one week before the rehearsal. There is still half a month before the New Year's Eve party. Take your time and it will be done soon. Moreover, the song you get is not difficult. In the final song, just lower the voice."

Xia Siyu felt depressed again: "Then is it still saying that I sing badly?"

This time she promised to attend the New Year's Eve party, not for the appearance fee. First, she could follow Bo Yan, and second, the promotional needs of the movie "Storm". She has never sang on the stage. Xia Siyu, who is usually confident, looks dejected, and Bo Yan quickly comforts:
Chapter completed!