Xia Siyu really hadn’t watched those little videos.
Before sophomore year she was abroad, and her mother was very strict. When she returned to China for high school, the schoolwork was intense, so she studied hard for two years. Once she entered university, she t Bo Yan and had that pile of family issues; there was no ti or mood to watch. When she debuted, she was busy filming, and during her rare leisure ti at ho, she was single and didn’t feel the need.
After she got together with Bo Yan, she would just watch Bo Yan directly. Bo Yan had a great figure and high looks. They were full of freshness, often apart and rarely together; just watching each other wasn’t enough, let alone finding ti to think about other things.
However, during this New Year’s period, the crew wasn’t working, and there were no other projects, so she had so free ti, right?
As the saying goes, when warm and fed, one thinks of that. Xia Siyu was a good child who loved learning, whether in acting or life; she wanted to observe and learn.
Bo Yan was pushed to the edge of the sofa, while Xia Siyu continued to approach: "Bo Yan, hubby, Yan ge, Yanyan, Ayan, help find it. No, not help —find it and let’s watch together. Learning is endless."
Xia Siyu kept pressing down, and Bo Yan could only lean back, with half of his body nearly suspended.
Honestly, back in college dorms, Han Yifan did indeed get hold of this stuff, and he occasionally glanced through it. Later, due to the needs of filming, he did find similar videos, and they had to be real, not fake ones. After all, emotions, actions, sounds, and tones needed to be realistically portrayed, so looking at the real situation was necessary.
But he wasn’t that fond of it. Firstly, the films mainly targeted male audiences, so there were very few male-centric shots, mostly focusing on females. Usually, they would set scenarios, and the performing couples might have experienced this often, so even if they acted excitedly, there was a trace of acting.
And besides, no matter how good-looking those won were, they couldn’t compare to Xia Siyu.
Now that he had Xia Siyu, why would he watch those little videos when fighting with her every night was so great?
Xia Siyu was still leaning forward, and fortunately, Bo Yan had always been exercising. His whole body leaned until it was almost at the sa angle as the sofa. Still, he insisted: "Why do you want to watch this? Isn’t watching enough?"
"I want to watch, I want to watch!" Xia Siyu pressed down again, directly onto Bo Yan. His body had been taut, but she pressed him so hard he nearly rolled over. He was quick in his actions, reached out to protect her arm, and rolled them both off the sofa. Thankfully, there was a carpet on the floor, so it didn’t hurt when they fell.
Bo Yan was speechless, holding her tightly. Xia Siyu wasn’t hurt; instead, she sat on him, keeping on shaking, which started to bring his parts back to life: "I want to watch, I want to watch. Besides, when we film in the future, shouldn’t we learn more and watch more? What if we have to shoot such content? Even if we don’t, we can learn more positions in life, killing two birds with one stone. What’s wrong with that?"
She finished with a pitiful act: "I’ve never watched it; I’m just curious. You wouldn’t even give this chance, sob sob."
Bo Yan felt helpless: "I really don’t have the resources."
Xia Siyu said firmly: "Ask Han Yifan! He definitely has!"
So, Han Yifan, who had just had a New Year’s date with Shang Feifei, received a ssage from Bo Yan: "Do you... have films?"
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