Chapter 752: Chapter 749: Just Beyond the Wall (1) Chapter 752: Chapter 749: Just Beyond the Wall (1) Xia Siyu slapped him to silence, “Sleep, sleep, sleep, that’s all you think about.”
Bo Yan looked aggrieved, “I’m just contributing my dues. You were the one who said my ‘part’ now carries your exclusive dog tag—no entry for strangers besides you! We’ve been apart for over a week, and he could only be used once, how frustrating. And you also said that I needed to pay my dues in full. If I don’t, you’ll have reason to suspect I’ve got a dog on the side. You’ve twisted every word I could say, so what do you want me to do?”
Xia Siyu was displeased, “But that doesn’t mean you can keep talking about paying your dues all the time, does it? Would you starve your dog for ten days to half a month, then let it eat until it’s stuffed?”
Indeed, Xia Siyu’s attitude had changed slightly. Initially, she only saw Bo Yan as a P buddy, where no communication was needed, just action. But now it was different, he was her boyfriend, her husband, her intimate love. Naturally, she hoped there could be other ways.
“I can stop mentioning it if you stay with me tomorrow.” In truth, both Xia Siyu and Bo Yan knew she had a drama shoot the day after tomorrow, and she was supposed to rest the next day. However, Xia Siyu wanted him to pretend not to know, so he feigned ignorance and used it as a pretext to make his request.
Was there even anything to consider? But Xia Siyu still wanted to put on a bit of an act, she furrowed her little brow and her eyes rolled in a faux reluctant expression, “I was planning to leave tomorrow morning, but if you insist, I suppose I could stay another day…”
Seeing her triumphant little eyes, Bo Yan was both annoyed and amused. The water in the bathtub was cooling down, so he got up first, casually towel-dried his body, wrapped it around his waist, and then took a large towel, ready to wrap her up and carry her back to the room.
Xia Siyu just stretched out her arms contentedly, not wanting to move at all, looking like someone accustomed to being pampered. This woman—if she hadn’t met him, if she hadn’t been spoiled , who knows which man would have had the challenge of taming her.
Bo Yan grumbled to himself but wrapped her up tightly. Stepping into slippers, he carried his precious burden in his arms, “Off to sleep we go!”
Xia Siyu hummed in disagreement, her face showing dissent, “Didn’t you say that you agreed to be with me tomorrow? Yet you’re still talking about sleep.”
“I’m talking about just sleeping, plain sleep, absolutely chaste.”
He had already had his way once earlier, and although it wasn’t “bland and boring,” he certainly wasn’t in a hurry anymore. But once they were cleaned up and the lights off, Bo Yan wanted to hold her, and Xia Siyu played coy, “Don’t touch my face! I have just applied my night cream!”
Alright, if not touching meant not touching, he lowered his hands from her face. Xia Siyu then drew them back, “I’ve applied a thick layer of hand cream.”
Bo Yan was speechless, habitually wrapping his arms around her waist, which Xia Siyu rejected again, “Don’t touch, I’ve covered my whole body with moisturizer.” She even turned the tables on him, “How old are you, not three but thirty, can’t you learn to sleep by yourself?”
This girl must be doing it on purpose. Bo Yan was so annoyed he turned over and ignored her.
But moments later, he felt discontent in his heart. So he quickly got up, thinking you wouldn’t let me touch, I’ll touch anyway. You won’t let me rub against you, I’ll do it just the same.
The two of them started a small scuffle under the covers. As they fought, the atmosphere shifted, and what began as roughhousing turned into moans. His previously idle ‘part’ had once again gloriously begun its duty.
The night was still rather splendid.