Chapter 1180: Chapter 1171 Racing Against Ti (3)
She had already prepared herself, ready to take the initiative when Bo Yan made a move.
She’s not a fan of S-M, especially not that feeling of being abused. She wouldn’t fantasize about Bo Yan forcing her while she verbally says no, but her body says yes. She would honestly punch him and give him a kick.
Then she’d block him imdiately, never to give him a chance again; who wants to be bullied!
Who would have thought, she was all ready, with her hand poised like a karate chop, ready to strike down the scumbag. But her hand stayed raised in the air for a while, waiting and waiting for Bo Yan to make a move.
What’s this, is it his new trick? Feigning disinterest to lure her in? Then striking hard when she’s off guard?
Hmph, she’s a long-distance runner; she can endure and she can wait!
But she waited and waited, quite a while passed, yet Bo Yan still didn’t make a move. Then, she heard his gentle breathing by her ear.
He was asleep.
Xia Siyu was montarily stunned, because Bo Yan was pressed on top of her, the position was just right, making her unable to move. She struggled to push him aside. Typically, when pretending to sleep, one would wake up and tease her. But Bo Yan didn’t wake up; he just lay there, sleeping soundly.
Xia Siyu thought for a mont, then leaned in to look at him. Bo Yan never used costics when he dated her in the past. However, he loved cleanliness, keeping the house spotless, naturally keeping his face clean and shaving. Now as a public figure, taking care of his face is unavoidable. The texture of his skin still felt good, not oily and bumpy like many n, but clean and fresh.
But when they just touched, his cheek brushed against hers, noticeably rougher than before. Xia Siyu turned on the bedside lamp, under the dim light she saw large dark circles under his eyes. Skin doesn’t lie, neither do dark circles. Late nights do drain you, she understands this.
Bo Yan, this guy, sotis is full of energy even after just four or five hours of sleep; for him to have such dark circles, he must be really, really exhausted.
Actually, Xia Siyu isn’t oblivious; she shoots films outside, sotis working 24 hours non-stop, with her longest record being 48 hours straight, maintaining a basic level of cleanliness only thanks to the makeup artist and stylist, without any proper bathing facilities.
She’s not angry at Bo Yan for working and ignoring her, nor does she irrationally think he’s cheating; it’s just that Bo Yan remained silent without responding. Now that she knows he was busy with important work, her anger has mostly dissipated. She lifted her leg, gently nudged Bo Yan with her toes, but he still didn’t budge. Bo Yan had just taken a shower, apart from a bath towel, he was only in underwear. It’s not very warm now, and even though the hotel room has central heating, sleeping without covers could still risk catching a cold.
Xia Siyu frowned, sat beside him contemplating, and used her toes to pull a thin blanket over him. Then she thought again, simply stood up, and helped tuck him in properly.
After tucking him in, she mumbled, deliberately “threatening” him with a hand chop: “I’ll let it pass this ti—no, I can’t let it go, you have to explain everything to when you wake up, not a single detail can be wrong. If you dare to do it again, see how I’ll deal with you!”
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