Xia Siyu tilted her head, her eyes unfocused, looking at him confused and confused.
Bo Yan thought she had drunk too much and recognized the wrong person. His voice was a little cold: "You have mistaken the wrong person."
Who knew that in the next second, Xia Siyu suddenly slapped him, maybe because she was drunk, she didn't hit him accurately, and hit him on the shoulder: "Asshole."
Bo Yan's eyes were cold, and just as he slapped her claws off his shoulders, Xia Siyu swung her hand over again, and this time hit his chin very accurately.
Then she raised her chin, widened her eyes, and her lips were probably a little moist from drinking. She moved her whole face forward, right in front of his face. Like a little kitten that discovered an intruder, it bared its teeth and claws, and said fiercely: "What, I said it wrong? Damn bastard, big bastard, you are the one I'm going to beat! Do you know that I've been scolded so badly because of you? … burp…”
Perhaps it was because of that last wine burp that Bo Yan's eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily. He put a finger between her eyebrows in disgust, keeping his distance from her.
However, it was indeed his fans who scolded her a bit miserably today. He paused and said with a serious face: "In the future, you should not be too direct when speaking. You say things that can easily get you slapped in the face. This time you met me. , if you do it again next time..."
"More", he didn't say anything after that, because Xia Siyu suddenly leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder.
And her lips landed right on his neck.
Boyan's body stiffened, and as soon as he breathed or swallowed, he felt as if he was surrounded by her warm breath. When Xia Siyu goes out every day, she seldom puts on makeup and doesn't wear much perfume. All over my body, there was only the sweet grape aroma of red wine.
He lives on the top floor of Qingcheng Apartment, next to huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains were not drawn, and at a height of nearly forty stories, one could see the gorgeous street scene in the distance. The moonlight and lights poured down, spreading gently on her body. In her sleep, she didn't have the sharp-edged claws she usually had, and even her figure looked much softer.
For a long time, the world has only seen Xia Siyu's fiery and even trouble-making side. She can't help being red and black. Every time she does something seemingly shocking, she never cares about other people's opinions. No matter how much abuse the outside world throws at her, it doesn't seem to affect her.
After all, no matter how harshly the netizens scolded her, they would not invade her personal life.
But without her celebrity status, she is just an ordinary person with ordinary joys, sorrows and joys. If he drinks too much, he will make a noise, if he is tired, he will lie in the bathtub, if he is happy, he will hit him (?), and if he is unhappy, he will scold him (?).
However, she is not as strong as she thought.
Boyan paused for a moment, raised his arm, and lifted his other arm across to pick her up. Xia Siyu, who was half drunk and half awake, obediently stretched out her hand and put her arm around his shoulders. Boyan took her to her bedroom and put her down gently. Just as he was about to stand up and open the quilt to let her rest, Xia Siyu's hand around his neck did not let go. Instead, he was brought down and fell on her body, with his face right in front of her.
It was a quiet, dark room with just the two of them. The body underneath him was warm and soft, with amazing elasticity. Although the central air conditioner was supplying soothing air and the entire room maintained an optimal temperature of 23 degrees, he suddenly felt a little thirsty.
(End of chapter)