Chapter 885: Chapter 876: Tail (2)
After exiting the subway station, she saw Siyu from their house and quickly stepped back: “Who’s following you? I’m following our Siyu!”
Song Fengzhi also said, “I’m following our Brother Yan.”
Unfortunately, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu were heading the sa way, so Wei Jingjing and Song Fengzhi had no choice but to mutter and complain all the way along. Along the way, they also had to deal with the distractions from street vendor stalls that attracted Siyu, who would act coyly and make Bo buy snacks and trinkets. This guy is full of energy and likes to wander and look around; if they were spotted, all would be for naught.
For Siyu, who seems to have a case of hyperactivity, she may be quite a handful for others, but for two people imrsed in love, it is indeed a joy.
Especially just now in the subway station, because it was crowded, the two of them could only hold on to each other. There was a ti when the two felt awkward having to stand close on airport shuttles, but now the awkwardness is gone, leaving only intimacy.
Siyu could hug him without any reservations, and the two just needed Bo to lift one hand to hold onto the handrail to stay steady. They were dressed in sportswear, with hats, masks, and glasses, barely recognizable unless looked at closely.
Siyu wrapped her arms around him, and as they entered the subway, which was air-conditioned, the big down jackets they wore beca too warm, and so people would undo their buttons or zippers. Bo did the sa, which conveniently allowed Siyu to slip her hands inside.
Although they t on Christmas, it was a pity that she ended up falling asleep in the end, having touched nothing, so now she was eager to explore how he felt to the touch.
Just holding him, the definition of Bo’s muscles was clear to discern. On days without Siyu, Bo, unable to release his energy, resorted to sweating it out at the gym. When Siyu hugged him, she felt that he’d gotten a lot sturdier—oh, this ti they had several days to spend together, and she could get hands-on experience.
Song Fengzhi was wrong about getting off at the earlier stop; it was actually Bo’s idea, as he was concerned that if the touching continued, he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself. Was Siyu, this little rascal, planning to put on a live show by starting with wrapping her hands around his waist and then moving downwards?
The reason he gave to fool her into getting off was quite legitimate. Bo said, “I heard this stop has a food street with lots of trinkets.”
Without a second thought, Siyu imdiately disengaged and left. Although she was worried it might delay seeing the fireworks—as she had agreed to have dinner beforehand with Bo that evening—how could one not snack while shopping? How could one not buy from street vendors? Although the food on set was quite good, eating the sa thing for over a month could get tireso. When she wanted to have a change in her diet, Wei Jingjing would always keep an eye on her, worried that she’d gain weight. Only Bo was good to her, allowing her to eat lots of stuff!
After leaving the station, the two naturally held hands and walked, eating as they went. Siyu’s hands were full, and she had Bo help her carry things. Despite the cold winter, it was no match for the enthusiasm of a food lover. Bo was also worried she might eat too much, so he only bought a little of each thing for her to taste. The leftovers, he carried for her. After walking the entire street, Siyu was almost full. She turned to see Bo still holding half of it. Just as Bo was about to hand the leftovers to her, Siyu looked surprised: “Why aren’t you eating? This is for you.”
Bo was taken aback for a mont, and Siyu imdiately laughed, showing off her dimpled smile: “Eating is always more enjoyable when done together!”
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