Chapter 525: 524 Considerate (6)
The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!
Xia Siyu wasnât satisfied, even though both of their management companies knew about her and Bo Yan. But wasnât he being too arrogant?
However, her dissatisfaction was futile; she was physically weak, and although Bo Yan seemed like he was going to kiss her, he was actually just touching his forehead to hers to check her temperature. Even though she was displeased being squeezed and held by him, she had to admit, Bo Yanâs body was warm, and when he held her, she felt warmed up as well.
But she was still annoyed.
This man was too much. Even if the teams of both parties knew they were together, she had made it clear to him that theirs was merely a physical relationship, without emotions involved. Yet Bo Yan always exploited the fact that they were involved to blur the lines, inching deeper into her life. It was useless for her to be unhappy, as hitting or scolding him did nothing to shake him off.
What was most bothersome was that she could feel Bo Yanâs care and gentleness. Although she wasnât too used to having him in her life, sometimes, she would weakly accept his kindness.
Like now.
Xia Siyu was unhappy. Even though she was weak and her head was throbbing from blood loss, she still refused: âGet away from me, youâre crowding me.â
Perhaps because she was used to resorting to violence and scolding at the drop of a hat, Bo Yan didnât think she was repulsed by him at the moment and instead, he took it as a coy invitation.
Sometimes, people are just that masochistic, especially after getting used to being PUA-ed. Bo Yan got his wish and squeezed in next to her, placing his hand on her lower abdomen. He didnât feel there was anything wrong with being scratched a few times and cursed at, instead, he was actually happy.
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Xia Siyu snapped: âCould you please be mindful, Jingjing and Little Tang are still here? And Song Fengzhi saw you coming over, didnât he?â
âWhat does that matter, Song Fengzhi wonât talk nonsense. Jingjing and Little Tang wonât either,â Bo Yan didnât feel anything was amiss, even rubbing his chin on her hair.
âAm I worried about them talking nonsense? Iâm saying theyâre still here, be mindful!â Xia Siyu valued her privacy highly, perhaps truly being born overseas, she felt even the relationship between assistant and artist required privacy protection.
Bo Yan was nonchalant: âWhatâs the matter, arenât they our friends? Or do you think they are strangers?â
âCan that be the same?â
âHow is it not the same?â
Jingjing and Little Tang who were called out sat up straight, not daring to say a word. Little Tang was driving, and Jingjing was in the passenger seat. Neither dared to turn around, interject, or look in the rearview mirror, trying their best to shrink, to shrink.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
After thinking for a while, Bo Yan quickly figured it out, âYouâre afraid of them seeing us, right, I understand now.â
Xia Siyu thought he was finally leaving when he let go, but to her surprise, he raised his arm and pulled down the partition, blocking the view from the front.
âThey canât see now, there, no problemâ¦â the last few words were muffled between Bo Yanâs teeth. Jingjing and Little Tang in the front seat heard a smacking sound from the back, a sound that was not quite normal, as if something naughty was happening.
Especially when paired with Xia Siyuâs soft exclamation, âYou still⦠Are you freaking crazy? Youâ¦â
Jingjing and Little Tang didnât dare speak throughout the ride. The partition, meant to conceal, seemed to make things worse by leaving too much to imagination with the sounds they heard.