Chapter 407: I Have No Regrets (6)
Bo Yan had grown accustomed to being rejected and didn’t mind. Anyway, what use was her verbal rejection when she herself hadn’t realized that the distance between them had already become negligible?
She had gotten used to resting together, to him kissing her. Although she would hit him while working, her resistance had gradually weakened.
He even kindly offered, “Do you want to take a shower? I can scrub your back.”
“No!” Xia Siyu saw through his trickery. What kind heart? He was clearly using the excuse of scrubbing her back to carry out his unseemly intentions!
This damn pervert was utterly wicked! He appeared pure and noble on the outside, but cut him open and look inside—all black!
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, along with his brain, all black!
Grinding her teeth in fury, she roared, “Bo Yan, if your fans knew about this side of you, do you think they would rebel?”
Bo Yan simply didn’t care and provocatively said, “If your male fans saw you , what do you think they would think?”
Xia Siyu exploded, “You jerk!”
Bo Yan graciously let out an “Oh.”
Xia Siyu continued to curse, “Dead pervert!”
Bo Yan hummed in good spirits again.
Xia Siyu’s curses didn’t stop, “Dog of a man! Old lecher! Big jerk!”
Bo Yan nodded repeatedly, “Got it, got it.”
He even happily asked, “Since you’ve called me a jerk so many times, if I weren’t a bit of a jerk, wouldn’t I be letting down the name?”
Xia Siyu felt a hint of danger and watched him warily, “What do you mean?”
“Eh…” Bo Yan sighed, “Life’s pleasures are short-lived. Sadly, we have to return to work tomorrow. Why don’t we make the most of tonight while we’re still together? — How many times did you say this morning when you hit me? Sweetheart.”
He pronounced the last word “sweetheart” with a rise and fall in his tone, enchantingly sweet.
If it weren’t for his eyes, which shined with a wolfish gleam, perhaps it would fit his persona as a male god more closely.
The next morning, Xia Siyu skipped breakfast and quickly escaped the Bo family’s old house.
She and Bo Yan first returned to the Qingcheng apartment, but before she could even sit down properly, she was whisked away by LaLittle Tang, who drove her to a variety show she was scheduled for.
As for Bo Yan, naturally, he didn’t have time to be overly affectionate with her either, as he went back to the apartment to pack up his things for a variety show out of town, followed by plans for a live broadcast and a cameo appearance in a movie.
The variety show they talked about this time was the same agent-themed one she had participated in with Qin Baizhou. Fortunately, she had attended an episode before, or else there would probably be rumors about her being a diva again outside.
In between breaks, he kindly asked her, “What’s wrong with you today? You don’t seem to be in good shape.”
Her throat was hoarse, so she took a sip of water and shook her head, saying, “Caught a chill, got a bit of a cold.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Baizhou’s hand suddenly touched her forehead.