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The last two words, he whispered them almost into her ear. It was as if a gentle breeze brushed against her earlobe, causing her entire body to shiver.
Especially since Bo Yan didn’t know if he was lowering his voice to avoid being overheard or for so other reason, his deliberately hushed tone was richer and deeper than his usual cool and composed speech, lingering by her ear and refusing to dissipate for a long ti.
Combined with the slow and steady flow of his breath, it seed like a vast net, ensnaring her within, spreading silently and pervasively.
No, this wasn’t right. She ca to confront him, not to be bullied by him.
But for so reason, perhaps because she had also thought about finding a boyfriend before, after being held so intimately and tenderly by him, her legs felt a little weak.
Xia Siyu didn’t have the courage to look up at him but kept her head down, eyes closed, and with a hand braced against his chest, she pushed him away with all her might, her face set in a resolute expression of defiance: “That’s not what I ant.”
Bo Yan overlooked her from his height, taking in every aspect of her rejecting deanor.
He had just been going along with the flow of her words on a whim. Of course, he knew that now was not the ti for intimacy, even if their relationship really had progressed to a point where such actions were possible, which was not the case. There was still the matter of the show, which required a modicum of respect for the production crew.
Even though Xia Siyu pushed him away, Bo Yan acutely sensed that she seed to be—a little moved.
After all, she was a woman, and being flirted with by a man would stir so feelings unless she was extrely averse to him.
Bo Yan had been in the film industry for three years. Three years ago, he might have remained cold and bothered by it. But being a perforr had its advantages. He had learned the art of flirting, subtle yet alluring, without even realizing it.
However, he couldn’t let her see that he was interested in her. Rembering her sarcastic remarks just now, if she found out all of this was intentional, she’d bolt faster than anyone!
For instance, right now, even though he was reluctant to let go, he quickly released his hold and then, with an even tone, said to her, “Then please step out, unless, you want to join for a shower.”
And would you believe it, Xia Siyu actually fell for it. She quickly took a step back, just stepping out of the bathroom when the door snapped shut in front of her—decisive and rciless.
Standing outside the door, Xia Siyu felt an inexplicable rush of anger, but just as she was about to argue further, hearing the sound of water inside, she quickly retracted her fist that was ready to knock.
And moreover.
When she bumped into him just now, it wasn’t intentional, but she did indeed get a feel of his body—muscular, solid yet elastic, full of strength. Broad shoulders, long legs, and a narrow, “adonis” waist. It’s a sha the towel was in the way, otherwise, she might have seen if this guy had the so-called “V-line”…
Just going by appearances, Bo Yan indeed belonged to that small elite class in the entertainnt industry. With just his re presence, countless won were willing to throw themselves at him.
Xia Siyu felt she really had grown up—finding a boyfriend should be pushed up the agenda.
What if she couldn’t control herself and did sothing to Bo Yan? What would she do afterward?
Like now, Wang Zisu has left first, and unfortunately, she didn’t get the chance to lift his shirt and check out his abs…
The thought of Bo Yan’s physique—the firm muscles, long arms, and legs—brought tears of frustration to the corners of her eyes.
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