Xia Siyu was most annoyed with him rejecting her, and she pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed: "I’m not like I haven’t seen it before. Hesitating like this, are you even a man?"
No wonder Bo Yan is an award-winning actor; he portrayed his male pride, montary inferiority, and a hint of embarrassnt and resistance so vividly. Perfect for fooling his wife: "Let go! I’m just feeling unwell today, how does that make not a man? Of all people, don’t you know best if I’m a man or not?"
He released her hand: "I’ll go to the bathroom and check again."
But as soon as he got up, he took a sharp breath and instantly sat back on the edge of the bed.
Moreover, he closed his eyes and furrowed his brows, looking slightly pained.
Bo Yan deserved to be an award-winning actor; his acting skills were impeccable in coaxing his wife, leaving Xia Siyu stunned and actually believing he was really in pain.
This could be a big problem.
What if... right, it wouldn’t just be a matter of marital happiness, it might also affect his health.
Seeing his expression, Xia Siyu felt a bit shaken: "You’re not really..."
Bo Yan didn’t speak, just frowned. To be honest, being handso did have its advantages; this look of furrowing brows and pursed lips had a touch of morbid beauty.
— Except this kind of morbid beauty was related to n’s issues, which wasn’t quite so aesthetic when you talked about it.
Xia Siyu waved her hand directly, "If you don’t want to go to the hospital, let take a look. I’m not a doctor, but at least I can see what’s going on."
Just one step away, Bo Yan had to persist and couldn’t let her see through his act: "You’re not a doctor, what could you do even if you looked? Can you treat ? Tell , how could you treat ?"
Xia Siyu was full of confidence: "Of course, I have skills. When I got injured during fight scenes, they sprayed with a cooling agent, which worked great. Many athletes use the sa for injuries. But you can’t spray it more than three tis a day, or it causes frostbite."
Though Bo Yan’s intention was to trick her into "inspecting," seeing Xia Siyu so confidently assure him, he was a bit hesitant. In every way, Xia Siyu seed to have good intentions with bad outcos.
A cooling agent, only usable three tis a day, causing frostbite... it sounded unreliable no matter how he thought about it.
As Xia Siyu really rushed over to "inspect," he refused again: "No need, really..."
"What do you an no need? Weren’t you just in so much pain you couldn’t stand?" Bo Yan’s refusal at this mont only made her believe him more. Xia Siyu was genuinely a bit worried, and she moved directly to pull down his pants: "You’re not willing to go to the hospital, so what are you afraid of seeing?"
"It’s not about being afraid of you seeing; it’s about fear itself." He wanted to trick her into looking, so of course, he didn’t fear her seeing. But with Xia Siyu’s aggressive stance now, he was indeed a bit afraid.
With Xia Siyu’s lack of restraint and dical knowledge, what if she completely ruined him by tinkering recklessly?
It was like when Xia Siyu borrowed Han Yifan’s adult films next door, insisting Bo Yan pull down his pants for a size comparison and was refused. Both of them were in this cat-and-mouse chase again.
The more excited Xia Siyu beca, the more Bo Yan didn’t dare, and in the struggle, they both ended up falling onto the floor. This ti, when Xia Siyu fell, in an attempt to maintain her balance, her elbow landed heavily on his sensitive area.
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