Also, didn’t he have dinner?
"Have you eaten?"
Bo Yan glanced at her. This person doesn’t sleep well. She usually rests rather recklessly, and now, after drinking, it’s even more exaggerated. The T-shirt she wore inside had a large neckline, which could be pulled down to wear like an off-the-shoulder top. At this mont, it was directly pulled down to her chest. Bo Yan had just removed her bra for her to sleep comfortably. Now, Xia Siyu’s neckline hung askew, half hidden under the shirt.
This person is always so carefree when alone, just look at her clothes.
Bo Yan stepped forward to fasten the buttons for her and said lightly, "No need."
There’s no ti anyway, and even if there were, it would be too late, with her teasing him like a midnight temptation.
Xia Siyu responded with an "Oh," then said, "Wait a minute."
She hurriedly rushed inside, it was too late to wash her hair so she quickly showered, and then ca out wrapped in a towel. Bo Yan was already back on the bed and saw her toss the towel aside before diving under the covers. He shook his head and threw one of her nightgowns onto her, "Put it on, put it on. Aren’t you worried about being seen?"
Xia Siyu took it, "Why worry, isn’t it just the two of us?"
She is very mindful when outside, but in her own room with only Bo Yan around, there’s no need, right?
Bo Yan said, "What if this room... it’s not ho after all."
What if soone is secretly filming, what if they inadvertently hear sothing, or what if there’s a hidden cara?
Xia Siyu smugly replied, "No need to worry, before checking in, I had soone thoroughly check the whole room."
As a celebrity, she cannot afford such mistakes. She always considers these preparations before checking into a hotel. Not that she’s boasting, but every ti she insists on staying in a suite at a five-star hotel, the security here is indeed better than average hotels.
Although Xia Siyu is quite unreliable in private, her public image has long been synonymous with scandals. Nonetheless, despite her reputation, she’s never had any inappropriate photos leak, she’s even careful about drinking. After all, her mother fell victim to photos back then, so she has to be cautious and careful.
But once external disturbances are ruled out, she shows her true self to those close to her. After all, Bo Yan knows exactly what she’s like, from the first day they moved in together, she never hid it.
Bo Yan turned around and still handed her the nightgown, "Put it on. Even if you’re not afraid of anything leaking, it’s dirty. After all, this is a hotel."
"I bring my own stuff." Every ti she goes out for filming, she indeed buys an extra set of bedding. Since she stays for quite so ti, it’s better to use her own supplies rather than the hotel’s.
Besides, whose hotel bedding is pink and blue?
She even turned around, glanced at the moisturizer next to her, and laid down, "Help with this."
No choice, skincare is a must for a celebrity. Bo Yan used to do this too, it didn’t seem strange, but this ti, he didn’t move, "I’m a bit slow, you start with it yourself, I’ll help you finish."
"No, I want you to do it." Xia Siyu enjoys being pampered. If soone can serve her, why should she do it herself? Moreover, he’s done it well before, it’s not like it’s the first ti.
Last ti, she tried to seduce him, but Bo Yan didn’t take the bait; it was like casting pearls before swine. She didn’t think too much about it, she was even a bit drowsy.
Bo Yan asked her, "Aren’t you afraid...?"
Xia Siyu turned back, "Afraid of what?"
He hesitated, realizing there wasn’t much to be afraid of. They’re already a couple, and they’re in love, what’s there to fear?
Xia Siyu suddenly thought of sothing and leaned back, "Could it be..."
Bo Yan asked her, "What is it?"
Xia Siyu said, "I’ve read many cri analysis articles, saying that most murders happen in intimate relationships. Are you one of those?"
This person, in order to play a serial killer, indeed read many related articles. Even the way she acts fierce wasn’t too extre, because she read many articles, including so courtroom videos. Truthfully, those who can be serial killers have extraordinary psychological resilience, nothing like in movies where they are always sneering, vicious. Contrarily, many are polite, with keen logic, keeping their emotions hidden. Otherwise, if they showed vicious expressions, who wouldn’t know they are the bad guys?
But she’s read plenty of studies, indicating that many serious cris occur in intimate relationships, like between couples, family, friends, acquaintances. Even those serial killers with specific targets, at the start they usually go after those close to them.
"What are you thinking?" A perfectly romantic mont instantly turned grueso. Bo Yan both amused and annoyed, knocked on her head. No wonder she’s progressed so quickly, she’s always thinking, actively learning. If this person had a more systematic and strict education when young, maybe she’d excel in other fields.
Xia Siyu continued, "You know, I used to watch a lot of horror movies as a kid. The more it involves ghosts, gods, supernatural forces, the less scared I am. Zombies and such never bother . But this ti, after reading so many court records, honestly, for a couple of days I couldn’t enjoy my als."
After all, those front stories are fake, even detective stories are artistic creations. But seeing those, followed by "from a true case in XXXX year in XX place", she knew the cold numbers behind these killers were real people, it could truly happen, which made her scared.
But luckily, she only felt queasy when eating, not overly paranoid.
"Oh, you." Bo Yan didn’t know what to say about her. Xia Siyu gleefully climbed out of the covers, "How about we watch so murder docuntaries this Chinese New Year? There are many I haven’t seen yet, we can watch together and discuss the acting."
Is she discussing acting? She was just scared, so wanted company. Previously, she watched with Wei Jingjing, after that Wei Jingjing couldn’t sleep the whole night, couldn’t go to work the next day.
"Co on, co on. Watch together." Seeing Bo Yan didn’t imdiately agree, she clung to his arm, but the problem is, this guy isn’t wearing clothes now.
Who could withstand this kind of test?
Bo Yan just pulled her off his arm, when she stuck back to him and directly rolled into his embrace.
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