Chapter 239: Picking Up from the Airport (5)
Seeing more and more people looking their way, Xia Siyu frowned, realizing that the situation was far from simple.
Especially since it wasn’t just those few individuals who kept glancing in her direction. Moreover, she faintly heard some people discussing, “Look over there, isn’t that person looks a bit like someone?”
Come on, she was wearing a mask, had disguised herself, and yet she could still be recognized?
Although she hadn’t undergone any plastic surgery, and a photo of her revealing just one eye could be recognized by fans, a photo is a photo, and reality is reality. She shouldn’t be identified so quickly in real life, right?
As a celebrity, she had long been accustomed to the spotlight and didn’t feel uncomfortable with it. If she were alone, she might casually remove her mask and glasses, toss her hat aside, sweep her fingers through her hair with a flourish, and say arrogantly, “Yes, I am Xia Siyu herself.”
But after all, she was with Bo Yan, and in Bo Yan’s arms.
She said she had nothing to do with Bo Yan, but no one believed her.
Then the spectators would take another photo and post it on social media. That’s it, game over. She wouldn’t even have to leave the airport before she was recognized by the eager crowd.
The shuttle bus was only so big, and a small circle of people around her were continually casting glances her way. Xia Siyu felt tense all over, with so many people around, she couldn’t just run away. Did they really have no other choice but to stand there and be recognized?
Bo Yan spoke softly yet with gravity, “I might do something that could offend you, please forgive me.”
Xia Siyu looked at him in confusion. A sincere light reflected off Bo Yan’s glasses. Perhaps because he had spoken with such seriousness, Xia Siyu found it hard to object.
Then the next second, Bo Yan steadied her shoulder with his hand and turned her around. Previously, they had been in an embrace from behind. Now, with this turn, Xia Siyu was directly facing him. Still somewhat puzzled, she felt Bo Yan’s hands that were on her shoulders slide down along her spine to her waist and pull her forward slightly.
Instinctively stepping forward, Xia Siyu bumped right into Bo Yan’s chest. One of his hands wrapped around her waist and the other moved up, fingers weaving through her hair, cradling her head and burying her face in his shoulder as he too lowered his head to rest it against the top of her head, hiding his face in her hair. The two were intimately nestled together.
To anyone observing, this pose would suggest nothing more than a pair of ordinary young lovers. Even in this position, the faces of the two were not visible, but it was clear that both had attractive figures.
Though Bo Yan seemed to be holding her tightly, he was actually not using much strength.
Xia Siyu thought to herself while nestled in his arms, “Hmm, so he is a university professor, cultured people really are different, full of cunning ideas.”
Moreover, this posture was somewhat similar to how he protected her the previous night when they encountered turbulence. Back then, he had also held her head and wrapped his arms around her waist, burying her head in his embrace.
The same sense of protection, the same absence of any amorous sentiment. Regardless of whether he had feelings for her or not, at least in such moments, he was willing to show his gentlemanly manners.
Alright, in light of this guy’s help, she would be magnanimous and not hit him for two days.