Chapter 886: Chapter 877: Tail Following (3)
Perhaps it’s because Xia Siyu usually spoils and indulges him, a single warm-hearted word from her instantly makes Bo Yan feel as if he’s basking in the spring breeze. Even though most of the snacks he’s holding have been chilled by the December wind, Bo Yan still nods, finds a secluded spot where no one is around, and takes off his mask to eat.
He’s a man, gobbling up skewer after skewer, eating very quickly. Seeing him enjoy the food so much, Xia Siyu also laughs: “The things I picked taste pretty good, right?”
Bo Yan doesn’t reply; he needs to finish quickly. After all, just now a concerned citizen saw Xia Siyu’s face when she took off her mask to eat, and glanced over at them in a bit of surprise.
But seeing him eat so earnestly, Xia Siyu also rembers the taste of these treats, and her appetite is whetted again: “Is it tasty? Let try so.”
Bo Yan pays her no mind and quickly finishes eating. Afterward, he wipes his mouth elegantly with a napkin, turns around pretending he doesn’t know what she’s talking about: “What?”
Xia Siyu swallows a mouthful of saliva, then says very seriously: “Bo Yan, if you weren’t a celebrity, but did live streaming or mukbang, you could beco popular too! Believe !”
After Bo Yan finishes wiping his mouth and tosses the napkin into the trash can, he quickly puts on his mask and helps her with hers as well, then swiftly pulls her away from the “scene of the cri”: “Out in public, you need to be careful. With so many people around soon, if we take off our masks and get recognized, we won’t be able to get away.”
Xia Siyu doesn’t mind at all, you can even tell she’s smiling behind the mask: “No worries, I’ll protect you! I can take on ten!”
She’s been feeling rather inflated recently, not only in the drama where she’s playing a chivalrous policewoman, but she’s also been under the devilish training of a martial arts instructor on set. It’s not to say that such martial backgrounds and seriously trained instructors don’t have real skill, at least the “Eighteen Self-Defense Techniques for Won” they taught her, she’s practiced quite well. Usually, when practicing with Wei Jingjing and Little Tang, she even managed to knock Little Tang down many tis.
Bo Yan finds this funny: “You’re going to protect , huh?”
He leads her away from the snack street, and after looking back to make sure no one is following, he confidently takes her to the riverside.
Little did they know, soone did recognize Xia Siyu who took off her mask and was just wearing glasses at a glance. But when they ca back for a second look and focused, they mistook Wei Jingjing, wearing the sa clothes and of similar height, for her. Upon seeing Wei Jingjing’s face, they said, “Sorry to bother you.”
Wei Jingjing didn’t expect wearing the sa clothes as Xia Siyu could serve this purpose. After being interrupted by passersby, she and Song Fengzhi followed again, keeping around a dozen ters away from the two ahead.
Fortunately, Xia Siyu didn’t cause any mischief afterwards, and was honestly led by the hand by Bo Yan to the riverside. Now it’s December, and even though it’s Jiangnan, the river still has the sound of flowing water, but it’s a bit chilly when the breeze blows.
Unexpectedly, there’s a larger crowd than anticipated. Perhaps because everyone was cooped up at ho due to the pandemic, once there’s a major event, people swarm out. As long as Xia Siyu and Bo Yan don’t take off their masks, they blend into the crowd unnoticed.
The last ti Bo Yan watched fireworks, it was during Fire-burning Heidelberg, and at that ti the two of them were still “enemies,” but now, they’re intimate lovers. Xia Siyu leans into Bo Yan’s embrace, assured, and waits along with others for the upcoming display of fireworks.
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