Chapter 1234: Chapter 1225: The Approaching Storm (3)
Xia Siyu said she loves him, and of course, he was delighted.
However, when he brought her, who was sleeping soundly, into the private room, carrying this big sweetheart, all his negative emotions instantly transford into tender affection.
He knows that although Xia Siyu is carefree, she’s also very perceptive. Even if she’s in real danger and has had hard liquor instead of beer, she’d still try to stay awake. Even with Little Tang guarding by her side, she wouldn’t easily fall asleep.
Because the director took Bo Yan’s phone and saw the text on it, Xia Siyu chose to trust him, even without seeing him in person.
He and Xia Siyu are children who grew up under the shadow of family issues and within a strong professional distrust environnt for artists. Their families lacked warmth, and they’ve been taphorically stabbed by colleagues in their careers. Xia Siyu chose to be bold and flamboyant, while he chose to keep his emotions hidden. To them, these are actually protective barriers. No matter how bold or deep-seated they appear outside with laughter and anger, it’s hard to touch their hearts.
But as long as Xia Siyu confird it was him, she would imdiately relax even if he wasn’t around.
Compared to a few months ago, this was completely unimaginable.
She was like a little hedgehog, finally understanding she didn’t need to raise her quills in front of him. She could wholeheartedly trust him with her back and sleep soundly, without worrying about the churning world behind her.
This unconditional trust moved him deeply.
“So do I,” Bo Yan gently embraced her.
Xia Siyu wasn’t having it: “Just ‘also’? I used ‘very’! It’s ‘very love,’ not just ordinary ‘love’!”
Bo Yan almost laughed. This one always manages to quickly shred warmth into pieces. Ever since being with her, life beca lively and noisy with earthly chaos, and even his smile grew more frequent.
Seeing he didn’t speak, Xia Siyu beca more disgruntled: “Are you not going to say it?”
Bo Yan glanced down, with a visible smile: “You want to hear it?”
After speaking, he swiftly picked Xia Siyu up, took a few steps to the bathroom, and shut the door. He carried Xia Siyu inside, then turned around to adjust the water temperature, letting the water flow into the bathtub.
Turning back, he prepared the shampoo, shower gel, makeup remover, and such that Xia Siyu often used. This routine he’s done countless tis – first, wash, then take a bath, she does skincare, he helps dry her hair, and if Xia Siyu is in a good mood, she might “reward him” with a face mask.
“You want to hear, I’ll tell you tonight and many more nights.”
Bo Yan clung to her, and Xia Siyu acted coy: “Hmph, you say now, I don’t feel like listening.”
She acted coy but kept clinging to Bo Yan’s neck, her eyes sparkling, mouth curled up, face showing inexplicable little delight.
“You don’t want to hear, then I won’t say it.”
“You dare?” Xia Siyu’s brows instantly furrowed, her eyes widened. She might not want to hear it, but he wasn’t permitted not to say it. She’s just double-standard, just want to make trouble. After two months apart, on their first eting, can’t she be a bit coddled? Usually, when wanting to act coy, she wouldn’t even know who to show it to.
Bo Yan had no choice but to hold this big baby: “Judging by your ntal age, you shouldn’t be over three years old. At most, a kindergarten junior class.”
Xia Siyu rolled her eyes: “Who are you underestimating? I precisely attended a two-year-old infant early education class!”
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