Xia Siyu nodded. Perhaps she had figured it out, she exhaled longly and extended her arm to him: "I want you to hold while I sleep."
This guy, when he’s domineering, he’s really domineering, but when he acts spoiled, he’s undeniably soft and cute.
Bo Yan helplessly handed her an arm: "You can hold it yourself."
She really took his arm as the doll her mother gave her as a child, hugging it, and by the next second Bo Yan wanted to change position, she was already peacefully asleep.
This guy, Bo Yan felt both amused and helpless. He still didn’t know who Xia Siyu really wanted to write about, thinking she actually wanted to write about herself. There’s nothing wrong with writing about herself; many celebrities write autobiographies, and if she wants to, let her write, although he wasn’t sure what she would co up with.
However, he traveled all the way, yet she was still mad at him just for joking about her sared makeup. But then again, when he thought about how she didn’t even properly remove her makeup just to rush to the airport early to see him. This girl, always dancing between being pretentious and annoying, makes him uncomfortable yet there’s nothing bad he can say about it.
Just like now, Xia Siyu, in her sleep, was hugging his arm as if she was a child being stubborn and not wanting to sleep alone, carrying her rabbit doll to her mom’s room at night and holding onto her mom’s arm relentlessly. Adding to that, she wanted to write a story about her mom earlier, muddled and all in her sleep, she was calling: "Mom."
Bo Yan chuckled softly, pinched her little nose: "You little heartless one, still calling for your mom at this age."
But of course, he wouldn’t be jealous of his mother-in-law. He slightly adjusted his arm and turned off the hotel’s lights.
Even though they hadn’t had dinner yet, the outside light had already dimd, and night had fallen. These days he also rose early and stayed up late, working hard to finish shooting early, just to spend a few more days with her. Both are striving in their careers, viewing work as an inseparable part of life. So they have to work hard to complete their tasks, only then can they co back to spend the rest of their lives together.
Today, although he didn’t, like Xia Siyu, hang on Weiya all day or nearly have an accident, his journey from Yancheng was quite exhausting, leaving him a bit weary. He wanted to go have a drink of water, but Xia Siyu was hugging his arm tightly; he couldn’t bear to wake her. So he helplessly lay down with her.
Just as he covered himself with the blanket, he heard Xia Siyu’s faint murmuring in her sleep: "Bo Yan, I want so yummy food."
She doesn’t forget about food even in her sleep! This girl!
However, at least now, besides her mom, her dreams have included him too.
Unfortunately, this girl chose to be an actress and, foreseeable in the future, will continue to be one, so the idea of enjoying various foods throughout her life is probably unlikely; even feeding her has to be cautious.
These days, for female celebrities, gaining just a little weight leads to comnts on managing their figure and getting out of shape. But for male celebrities, eating more or having a bit of a belly is often overlooked or excused for their acting skills.
Female celebrities maintain youthful beauty even into their forties and fifties, while many male celebrities visibly start to bloat after turning thirty.
Xia Siyu, during this nap, slept soundly; perhaps because of Bo Yan’s presence, or maybe she was exhausted from filming, she slept all the way until five in the morning.
Because preparations for the return trip had been made a few days ago, these couple of days were just for an unexpected reshoot, so the luggage had already been packed.
User Comments
0 comments from readers