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Xia Siyu was indeed groggy from sleep.
She had flown all the way from China, certainly not getting any proper rest on the plane. After all the exhausting travel, transfers, and car rides, she had to deal with the program crew’s caras and the other five guests, particularly the troublemakers Shang Feifei and Li Yiru.
In addition, everyone suffers from jet lag; she had only managed to lie in bed until two o’clock before falling asleep, and now her brain hadn’t even had ti to recover.
When she ca downstairs and saw Bo Yan, perhaps because she had been living with Bo Yan recently, or maybe because her head was still a bit foggy, she didn’t realize that this was happening during the filming of the show, nor did she rember that they weren’t in China.
Bo Yan also sat up from the sofa, a blanket falling from his waist. His eyes fixed on Xia Siyu, first noticing that her clothes were properly on, with nothing amiss, which made him sigh with relief. Then he realized her deanor was calm, as if she wasn’t overly surprised by his presence.
Thankfully, at night, the caras were mostly on standby or turned off. Especially after Bo Yan had criticized the crew earlier, they wouldn’t dare pull any more stunts. Bo Yan was sleeping in the living room, so naturally, they turned off the living room caras.
Especially since the live broadcast in China had already been shut down, since it was disabled, they wouldn’t bother turning it on again.
So now, there was no surveillance in the living room.
Looking at him indifferently, Xia Siyu turned to the water dispenser next to her, poured herself so water, and drank it down in big gulps. It was a good thing that during their everyday life at Qingcheng Apartnts, they ignored each other unless food was involved.
After finishing her water, she rinsed out the cup and placed it aside. Then she turned around, her hand on the railing, and began to walk upstairs step by step.
However, after she took a few steps, just as her foot was lifted midair, she suddenly felt sothing was off. Her head whipped around almost reflexively.
Then she looked down, her gaze freezing on Bo Yan.
Bo Yan had been keeping an eye on her. As she turned her head, their gazes collided perfectly.
For a split second, the air seed to freeze.
Apart from the sound of waves hitting rocks outside, nothing else could be heard.
Yet the very next second, Xia Siyu missed her step. Even though she was holding onto the railing and had years of dance training which gave her great balance and flexibility, she was still too shocked and tumbled down the stairs. The stairs she was climbing weren’t very high, but falling down would still hurt. If she hadn’t fallen just right, she might have even broken a bone; it would have been a disaster.
As her world spun, Xia Siyu was completely bewildered. In a daze, she dimly saw Bo Yan, who had been sitting on the sofa, surge forward like a dart. But the sofa was quite a distance from the stairs, and he couldn’t possibly reach her in ti to catch her, could he?
Bo Yan indeed couldn’t catch her in ti. The mont he realized she was going to fall, he leapt up like a cheetah, ready to pounce. However, the distance between the sofa and the stairs was considerable, and he wasn’t Bolt, a god of sprinting capable of covering a hundred ters in under ten seconds, performing a move out of an idol drama where he rushes in front of her, scoops her up, and spins around—all beyond what a normal person can achieve.
But he still charged forward, watching as Xia Siyu!s body lifted into the air, twisting and then rolling downwards, about to hit the ground when Bo Yan threw himself forward, extending his arms and using his own back to catch Xia Siyu as she tumbled from above!
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