Chapter 1139: Chapter 1130: Heart-to-Heart (4)
Xia Siyu was startled. She already made a ss of things today, and if he found out she was questioning his “ability,” it would probably add more burden and affect their relationship.
She quickly closed the screen of her laptop, but because the movent was too big, it seed very deliberate.
Even Bo Yan noticed sothing was up, and his face turned serious: “What were you just looking at?”
“No, nothing.” Xia Siyu really wasn’t used to lying, and she never lied usually. So this little white lie was easily detected.
Bo Yan also felt that Xia Siyu was acting a bit strange today. He also sat over with a serious expression. As he sat down, Xia Siyu quickly shifted her position to the other side, keeping her head down, fiddling with the fringe of the sofa, not daring to et his eyes.
Seeing Xia Siyu’s reaction, Bo Yan thought his earlier attitude might have been too stern and possibly hurt her. He sighed, moved closer to her, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and leaned her head onto his shoulder: “I’m not angry with you. I know you an well; it’s just that you’re not proficient yet. It’s okay not to be proficient. I don’t expect you to be the perfect wife and mother. I love you just the way you are.”
She was too “gentle” today, too “virtuous,” too unusual for him to handle. He would rather she gave him two slaps like yesterday; it would make him happier. At least it wouldn’t make him anxious.
Xia Siyu mumbled, “But it’s not good to always stay the sa. Not to ntion whether it’s tireso or not, we need so changes to keep things fresh.”
She felt embarrassed to say that she specifically made changes to help him “regain confidence.”
Bo Yan was left speechless; this little head was filled with strange and bizarre ideas all day: “We’ve reconciled for not even half a year. Even if we’ve been together for a long ti, out of 365 days, I’m grateful if we can spend 65 days together. With such little ti together, how little could a sense of novelty be?”
He liked her the way she was. If he wanted soone a bit more stable, gentle, and understanding, he would have been with soone else by now. He didn’t like those who were also aloof. When alone, he himself was an unspeaking iceberg. If he were with soone equally cold, living like strangers, that life would be unbearable.
Xia Siyu: “But I just saw you…”
After they drank their wedding toast, the atmosphere was so good, the kiss so intense, and yet he still ran away.
Bo Yan thought she was still talking about the teapot and quickly corrected her: “I’m not angry. Compared to all my teapots, the oil paintings, and other things, they are all not as precious as you.”
Xia Siyu shook her head, “No.”
Bo Yan was puzzled: “Then what are you talking about?”
Xia Siyu racked her brain, and after a long while, she finally thought of a slightly tactful way to put it: “I thought you might be in a burnout period, that your feelings for had faded.”
Bo Yan was even more surprised: “Why would you think that?”
Xia Siyu bit her lip, thought for a long ti but didn’t know how to explain, so she just went for it, directly groping towards him: “Wasn’t it because I kicked you yesterday? I thought you had PTSD towards and lost interest.”
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