Chapter 359 Untitled (2)
When Bo Yan spoke those few words, he maintained a facade of calm at first, but by the last few words, his breath faltered.
However, when his fingers touched her neckline, Xia Siyu still subconsciously resisted. Seeing her resistance, Bo Yan didn’t force her any further and swiftly retracted his hand, speaking with a facade of nonchalance, “Otherwise, you do it. I won’t touch you.”
Xia Siyu blinked twice but didn’t move. Bo Yan, with a good-natured tone, said, “If you’re unwilling to learn, then let it be. If you’re not willing to practice even the simplest scene, then it’s unlikely you’ll win Best Actress before you’re thirty.”
The keywords “thirty” and “Best Actress” indeed stirred sothing in Xia Siyu. She shook her head and then nodded emphatically but as she nodded, the alcohol made her head spin even more.
She really bent her head down and started to unzip her dress herself.
But after two tugs, with no change, she looked up at Bo Yan with pleading eyes.
Her red lips were slightly pursed, and her cheeks looked dewy, but her eyes carried a pitiful expression akin to that of a sad puppy.
Xia Siyu’s on-screen image was that of innocent charm, and her off-screen personality was straightforward and fiery. But nobody knew that at this mont, struggling to unzip her dress, she had a pitiful urgency that really made people want to tease her!
Bo Yan definitely wasn’t going to let a cooked duck fly away. He put on a look of helplessness, “Do you want to help?”
Xia Siyu nodded.
He had to work hard to restrain himself from touching her carelessly, even keeping his pinky raised as he circled around to her back and unzipped her dress.
Xia Siyu rarely wore perfu and, if she did, it was a very subtle scent. Right then, it was a new sumr peach fragrance. The sweet scent of peach mixed with her own sll, and the mont he unzipped the dress, the fragrance intensified to its peak.
Bo Yan inhaled this scent, and the parts she had earlier kicked started to stir back to life.
She looked good in clothes, but without them—she looked even better. Unveiled before him was a flawless back with perfect lines. Her skin was fair and delicate, with a beautiful spinal ridge and butterfly bones on her shoulders. With regular exercise and dancing, her waist was both slender and strong, twisting with a silky flexibility.
Bo Yan tried his best to control himself. No, he couldn’t pounce at this mont; he had to proceed slowly and definitely could not ruin all his previous efforts!
After he slipped off her cocktail dress, he returned to the front, behaving properly. He shed his own clothes quite enthusiastically, tossing his suit jacket aside and swiftly unbuckling his belt with a “click,” then swiftly kicking it away. With his shirt, he unbuttoned it quickly, one by one. But even though his actions were fast, he kept composed in front of Xia Siyu, as if he were leisurely reading a book.
When he was down to just a pair of shorts, Bo Yan pulled out his ultimate move: he took out his phone! Then, he placed it on a table nearby, aid at the bed, and hit record!
As for why he wanted to record? Bo Yan didn’t have the hobby of keeping a record during such acts. His purpose for doing this was only so that when Xia Siyu woke up the next day, he’d have the recording as evidence! He wasn’t forcing her; it was her own voluntary decision!
He had said so himself, he would never force her to do anything unless she was willing.
She had scoffed at the idea at the ti, but look, wasn’t she “voluntarily” agreeing now?
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