Xia Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, and Bo Yan behind him snorted: "Who said your acting skills are not good? Isn't this good?"
As soon as the water moved, he came out of the water easily.
He turned off the lights in the bathroom, tightened the shower curtain, and even helped drain the water in the bathtub. I was just afraid that if someone like Shang Feier came in just now, the secret would not be exposed.
Xia Siyu turned around and saw that he was not wearing any shoes. His socks and legs were soaked in the water, so he was wet from the knees down, which looked a little funny.
But his expression was as calm as ever, his upper body was very stable, and his pants soaked in water clung tightly to his body, outlining vague muscle lines.
This bit of embarrassment only gave him a different kind of hormone.
Because the water was turned on, the room was filled with mist and there was a bit of hot water temperature, making breathing a little bit uncomfortable.
Xia Siyu felt that her chest was a little tight and the atmosphere was a little delicate. She quickly turned around and said, "Since everything is okay, I will tell Song Fengzhi later and ask him to help remove this group of people and let them leave first. Once they leave, You can go back and rest."
She hurried out and prepared to open the bathroom door. Her hand was on the door handle, and a big hand happened to cover the back of her hand, holding it tightly to prevent her from opening the door.
Xia Siyu's heart started beating wildly in an instant.
His palms were slightly moist and had rough palm lines. The hands were big, with slender fingertips and well-defined joints, but they were cold.
Bo Yan's breath floated over her head behind her, and his tone was calm: "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
In the past, Bo Yan rarely got so close. Forget about acting, it is work after all. They are professional actors who know the difference between work and life. Over the years, the closest thing was just now, when he gently swept away the stains on her chest with his hands and tied the belt of her bathrobe. But his expression was so calm, so calm that she felt like she was just a big tree standing in front of him, unable to cause the slightest fluctuation. He was even more enthusiastic about a puppy than he was about her.
But at this moment, maybe it's because the room is too hot and stuffy, maybe it's because the two of them are too close, maybe it's because his hand is holding hers at this moment, and his breath is blowing on her carefully. On top of her head, she could feel his body temperature behind her.
She was a little stiff, and her mind instantly recalled the scene of the two people entangled and rolling together when they were filming the kissing scene and the boat scene. It's the same kind of slightly stuffy room, and it's the same way we're so close, and it's the same way we hold her hand, breathing together...
She even recalled the scenes when the two of them were close together when they were together in the past.
The bathroom was very quiet, so quiet that the sound of a drop of water dripping in the bathtub could be heard clearly.
Then, his voice came: "You just said you wanted to increase the number of fighting scenes. How do you fight me unilaterally?"
"So what?" Even Xia Siyu herself didn't realize that her voice was a little weak.
"Are you seeking revenge for what happened tonight? You were the one who scolded me first and ate my late-night snack, but you even added a fight scene. How do you want to fight?"
Xia Siyu herself was a little confused. She felt lack of oxygen and thirsty. She couldn't help but roll her tongue around her lips.
(End of chapter)