Chapter 1047: Chapter 1038 New Year (2)
The atmosphere was perfect; they were even unwilling to spare the ti to grab a condom. Besides, they’d already indulged themselves earlier at noon, and hadn’t had the chance to take the pill yet. Since taking it was inevitable, they might as well make the most of it.
Bo Yan lifted his head, his gaze a silent inquiry. He and Xia Siyu had already developed a tacit understanding—there was no need for verbal questions. If she didn’t want it, she’d simply push him away, and he wouldn’t force her.
But unexpectedly, Xia Siyu was even more enthusiastic than he was. All he did was glance up at her, and Xia Siyu was already tugging at his collar. The cliché of playing hard to get? She didn’t bother with that. If she liked sothing, she went after it boldly.
“S-Siyu, don’t rush…” Bo Yan stamred as she pulled at him. His howear, neatly buttoned, had its buttons yanked open after just a slight tug, leaving his chest fully exposed. The cool air mingling with the heightened stimulation made him shiver involuntarily.
It was a mix of exhilaration, happiness, and an uncontrollable thrill that he couldn’t hide, no matter how hard he tried.
So, Bo Yan decided to reciprocate. It would be impolite not to return the favor. Unlike Xia Siyu’s rough and impatient unwrapping of his “mystery box,” Bo Yan unwrapped hers skillfully, with both speed and precision. He skipped her top entirely, his target clearly her pajama pants. With her half-hearted resistance, he held onto her and tugged her pants down to her knees. Xia Siyu, however, wasn’t having it. She wouldn’t cooperate and seed intent on wrestling with him instead. One was tugging at clothes, while the other worked on pants, the two of them clumsily battling it out, leaving their bodies covered in white streaks, like flour scattered in patches everywhere.
However, just as they were getting into it, the phone rang from outside again.
Previously, it’s been ntioned that Xia Siyu wouldn’t usually answer the first phone call during New Year’s, but the second one? That could be more complicated. She and Bo Yan used identical phones. To ensure nothing suspicious was noticed, both their phones had the sa default ringtone. So, when the phone rang, it was impossible to tell whether it was the sa person calling twice, or two separate people.
If it were the sa person knowing full well that it was New Year’s Day and still calling, it had to be sothing important.
They couldn’t quite determine the situation, so both hesitated.
Xia Siyu glanced at Bo Yan, and Bo Yan looked back at her. Their eyes quickly exchanged an understanding, after which Bo Yan kissed her lightly on the side of her face before rocketing out of the room. In less than ten seconds, like a sprinter, he returned with both her phone and his in hand.
Sure enough, the calls were from two different people. Bo Yan’s call was from Song Fengzhi. Without even sparing it a glance, he imdiately turned his phone off. As for Xia Siyu’s phone, the caller was Xia Youbiao.
What did Xia Youbiao want now?
For a brief mont, Xia Siyu did feel a slight twinge of nervousness. But then, she recalled the scene when they left the Bo Family’s house earlier that day—how Xia Youbiao had stood beside Ms. Tong, Xia Sicai, and Xia Ju’an: the picture-perfect, harmonious “family.”
She had seen such scenes far too many tis growing up, to the point where she’d beco numb to them. Xia Youbiao might have been her only father, but she was not Xia Youbiao’s only daughter. She knew her father cared about her and pitied her, but she could never accept this so-called “family.” She and they could never truly be a “family.”
At least, on a day like today, she didn’t want to revisit such unhappy mories.
Without hesitation, Xia Siyu quickly turned off her phone and tossed it aside. Right now, she desperately needed to do sothing fun and uplifting—like sparring with Bo Yan in their own little ga of passion.
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