Chapter 549: Chapter 548 Disturbance (6)
Xia Siyu waited here, closing her eyes and pretending to doze to watch his movements. Although their relationship had been harmonious lately, and she had begun to enjoy spending nights with him, she now had neither the time nor the energy for that. If Bo Yan insisted on having his way, she would give him a piece of her mind!
She waited for a long time, and Bo Yan genuinely seemed restless, but he didn’t get up. Instead, he endured it a bit, and after Xia Siyu seemed to “fall asleep,” he gingerly pulled her off himself and slowly withdrew. Then, he cautiously got up, got out of bed, found his slippers, and went out.
It took him more than ten minutes to return, and when he did, although he was extremely careful not to touch her, Xia Siyu felt that his fingertips were damp. That meant he had just taken another trip to the restroom.
Xia Siyu knew all too well how eager Bo Yan was; ever since their first encounter, it was as if he had opened the door to a new world. He used to maintain a cold facade at all times, but now he had completely torn off that mask—he just couldn’t wait to cling to her every moment.
If it hadn’t been for his own exhaustion the day before and the day before that, he probably would have made a move already. She had even thought he might take advantage of her while she was asleep. Unexpectedly, he had run off to the restroom instead—not just once, but twice.
After that, Bo Yan apparently calmed down. He came back after a while and leaned closer, not daring to play with his favorite “playdough.” Instead, he placed his hand properly on her shoulder.
For some reason, Bo Yan’s behavior struck her as somewhat funny. Looking utterly disheartened and afraid to make a move, she was actually tempted to tease him.
But as much as she wanted to, there really wasn’t enough time to even sleep, so Xia Siyu extinguished that thought. She boldly snuggled closer to him, rubbing her head under his chin, and settled into a comfortable position to fall asleep in his arms.
After Xia Siyu fell asleep, Bo Yan held her tight and sighed softly.
The wait wasn’t long—for at four o’clock, there was noise coming from next door. Bo Yan, who was a light sleeper, was the first to wake up. Xia Siyu was still deeply asleep when Bo Yan gently nudged her shoulder. She was slightly aware, but unwilling to get up, she hummed a sound of reluctance.
If she didn’t want to get up, then so be it; she probably planned to leave at four-thirty, so there was still time. He figured he could let her sleep for another ten minutes.
Sure enough, at four-ten, there was a knock at the door, followed by Wei Jingjing’s voice: “Siyu, wake up.”
Bo Yan woke up again, and Xia Siyu turned over, clearly unwilling to move. Bo Yan sighed and reluctantly said, “Let her sleep for another five minutes.”
Wei Jingjing nodded and stepped back. At 4:15, she came over again, and Xia Siyu frowned, beginning to rage without opening her eyes, “You’re so annoying! Can’t I just change my flight?”
Regrettably, she was returning to Yancheng’s small airport, where flights ran only once every two days; changing her ticket meant leaving tomorrow, which was simply too late.
Wei Jingjing had experienced Xia Siyu’s morning grumpiness before. It usually involved a lot of pleading and cajoling to finally get her up.
Bo Yan was also speechless, sensing Wei Jingjing’s anxiety outside the door. He could only say: “You get ready first; I’ll wake her up.”
Actually, Xia Siyu was awake by now; she just didn’t feel like moving. But Bo Yan had his ways. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “If you don’t want to go, then don’t get up. Let’s continue what we didn’t finish yesterday.”