Xia Siyu was sitting on Boyan's body at this time. Although she hated Boyan, at this time, she still turned around, gently reached out and patted his shoulder, which was meant to comfort him.
Then, what she saw was Bo Yan's peach blossom eyes below the bangs, looking at her seriously through the bangs.
Bo Yan's peach blossom eyes are like a peach blossom when he smiles, passionate and ruthless. But when he is not smiling, as long as he is looking at you, you will feel that he is paying attention and loving you. They will bump into each other randomly, and they will be too shy to look directly at them.
But in fact, he just glanced at you casually, with a more polite attitude.
He became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an invisible pressure, as if he was examining and exploring.
But at this moment, she swore that she could see the downturned dog-like look in Bo Yan's eyes, just like Wang Zisu's, endearing and lovable, making people want to ravage him, wanting to do good to him. The kind that takes out everything to eat.
At this moment, she definitely didn't dare to ravage him, and she didn't have anything delicious to give him. But what Xia Siyu did was to reach out and rub his hair.
Xia Siyu always wanted to rub Boyan's head before, except when she was fighting with him, and sometimes she wanted to rub his hair. It's a pity that he is not Wang Zisu. He is not like a summoned large dog like Wang Zisu. If she rubbed Boyan's hair, Boyan would rub her.
His hair is not fluffy, soft, and slightly curly like Wang Zisu's. Bo Yan's hair is black and slightly stiff. If such hair is long and tied up with a crown in ancient times, it should look very handsome and free-spirited. If the robe is worn loosely and there is no need for interpretation, he is the best spokesperson for the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
At this moment, Bo Yan actually used his face to rub Xia Siyu's palm. He had no makeup, and his skin was still very smooth and delicate. The stubble on his temples and chin was a little prickly, but it brought a strange and exciting feeling, like a puppy changing its coat for the first time.
Xia Siyu had known him for so many years, and this was the first time she saw Bo Yan's eyes like this. Women are empathetic and maternal. When they look at cute animals, cute human cubs, or cute young brothers who are almost like cubs, they can't help but feel affection for them.
Maybe it was because Bo Yan's eyes were so pitiful and there was a hint of stubbornness in the pity that she didn't take back her hand. When she was placed on the desk by Bo Yan, and when Bo Yan cleaned up all the books around her, she suddenly realized: Damn it, she has been deceived by him again!
He's pitiful for Woolen, he's clearly a human spirit, is he pretending on purpose, just waiting for her to fall into the tiger's mouth
Boyan lowered his head and came closer, gently touching the corner of her mouth. The strange thing is that he was clearly preparing to do that, but his expression didn't have the usual wolf-like light, it was still a little sad.
Maybe it was because of this look, or maybe it was because she had just listened to his story. She knew clearly that this guy was uneasy and well-intentioned, but she seemed unable to muster the strength to resist.
Or maybe it was because Boyan blocked her route and she couldn't escape.
But she still insisted on pushing his shoulder with one hand, a little anxious but determined: "No, there is no way."
She didn't want to take medicine, which would hurt her body. She didn't even realize that her current objection was not to drive him away, but because he didn't take any measures!
(End of chapter)