Chapter 740: Chapter 737 Happy Birthday (1) Chapter 740: Chapter 737 Happy Birthday (1) Xia Siyu originally thought he was just putting on an act, not really wanting to get close. But then, Bo Yan seemed to unzip his own clothes and began to unbutton his shirt while his speech was slightly slurred, “Hey, that’s strange, isn’t this a T-shirt? Why can’t I take it off?”
Meanwhile, the two people passing by at night seemed to have heard something and were walking over towards them.
Looking from behind, Xia Siyu saw that the pair appeared to be a young man and woman, probably in their twenties. If they were to see Bo Yan undressing in the street, the headlines on tomorrow’s front page would probably feature this incident!
She rushed over immediately, leaping out from the green belt and sprinting towards him. Indeed, Bo Yan’s outer garment was torn open, revealing several unbuttoned shirt buttons and exposing his honey-colored chest.
Bo Yan’s face was still very red, and when he lifted his gaze, his eyes seemed to float, with a strong scent of liquor accompanying his breath. He clearly drank too much.
When he saw the suddenly appearing Xia Siyu, he raised his eyelids and chuckled twice. Xia Siyu thought he was being sarcastic, but the next second, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled Xia Siyu down with force. Siyu was startled and stumbled a couple of steps, falling directly into his arms in an awkward position. She adjusted a little, ending up sitting on his lap with the two of them facing each other.
Xia Siyu was panicking, especially since the two onlookers seemed to be approaching even closer, and by the sound of their footsteps, maybe tired, they seemed to have sat down on a bench not far from them.
They were facing the main road, and although it was late at night with hardly anyone passing by, there were cameras everywhere, and high-end hotels and office buildings nearby, so there was no concern for safety. But the two people sitting there, although blocked by Xia Siyu’s back, might still spot Bo Yan—if he had good eyesight—since Bo— the “drunkard”—hadn’t worn a mask when he got off the car.
As she was getting anxious, the hand Bo Yan originally had on her wrist moved to support her waist, while his other hand reached up, gently pressing on the back of her head. Following his force, Siyu lowered her head, and he caught the corner of her lips.
Bo Yan had clearly eaten barbecue just before, but there was no trace of the food in his breath, only a faint scent of mint candy, probably because he ate it to freshen his mouth. Other than that, there was the strong smell of alcohol. The breath of a drunkard can be nasty, but maybe because Bo’s mouth only contained the smell of mint, mixed with the alcohol scent, it did not produce any other unbearable odors, just a heady fragrance of spirits.
Moreover, Xia Siyu had been feeling exceedingly cold, having been blown by the cold wind for half an hour, tired and hungry, but Bo Yan’s body was very warm, and holding her, it was cozy.
Xia Siyu didn’t feel taken advantage of or anything, she was just a little angry: as a boy, you should know how to protect yourself when you’re out, what kind of behavior is this, stripping in public! Do you not know there’s something called male virtue!
However, the couple beside them didn’t rest for too long, they got up and left after a short while. Only after they departed did Xia Siyu indignantly say, “Drink less in the future!”
Drink and lose your senses!
Bo Yan responded with a “Hmm,” adding, “What else?”
“What else?” Xia Siyu checked her watch: 11:59, “Although there’s only one minute left, happy birthday.”