Chapter 799: Chapter 790 Capital (6) Chapter 799: Chapter 790 Capital (6) “If you want, after this time is over and we return to Yancheng, I’ll make sure you can’t leave the bedroom for a single day. By then, even if you wanted to beg for mercy, you wouldn’t be able to,” Bo Yan said.
Xia Siyu turned her head to Bo Yan, “Really?”
In the darkness, with only faint light sources in the room, she could only see Bo Yan’s somewhat glowing eyes. He said, “What do you think?”
Only then did Xia Siyu become happy, saying with special delight, “Sleep.”
And then, she was out like a light in an instant.
Bo Yan looked at her and didn’t know how to react for a moment. This girl’s concerns came quickly and left just as fast. But perhaps that was better, fewer worries, more happiness. He just hoped that she could be a little happier.
He really did have to leave at three in the morning, and for her sleep, he didn’t want to hold her in bed, gently moving his arm from under her head.
In her sleep, Xia Siyu seemed a little unhappy, but she mumbled her lips and then drifted off again. Bo Yan didn’t have the heart to sleep and, having only an hour, he was worried that if he fell asleep, he might encounter more trouble when he tried to wake up.
He never slept much, and anyway, he could rest on the plane later, so he simply stayed up, watching over her the whole time.
He had been in Sage Mode when speaking with Xia Siyu just now, but by this point, he did feel a bit of regret. He was not as unaffected as he had appeared, at least not when facing her.
However, it wasn’t the time to say more to her. There would be many days ahead; he didn’t need to rush.
An hour seemed like a long time, but as he lay beside her, time flew by. Fearing he might wake her, Bo Yan didn’t set an alarm but instead used vibration, which would go off when it was time.
When the phone vibrated, he quickly silenced the alert. He glanced back and saw that Xia Siyu was still sleeping deeply. He moved very cautiously, fearful of making the slightest sound, only rising slowly once his legs had found the slippers.
But as he moved away from the bed, perhaps it was the sudden lightness beside her, Xia Siyu truly woke up. She opened her eyes groggily and asked sleepily, “Is it three already?”
Bo Yan paused for a moment, then turned back with a smile, “Yes, you rest well. I’m leaving.”
Xia Siyu didn’t nod but reached out into the air. Bo Yan recognized this gesture well; she wanted him to hold her. Helplessly turning back to embrace her, he said, “You rest well; you also have to get up at six for filming.”
Xia Siyu didn’t listen to him but instead leaned down to kiss his face, “Work hard.”
“You too,” Bo Yan responded with a kiss, then paused before adding, “I’ll miss you.”
Xia Siyu said nothing, just gave a soft “mm.”
Some words really didn’t need to be said; a look, a gesture, was enough to convey the feeling.
After hugging her for a while, Bo Yan gently let go of her, “I’m leaving now. Be careful and don’t sneak any cake or high-calorie foods, or you’ll get scolded again.”
Xia Siyu had many qualities, but she was undeniably a foodie. If she hadn’t entered this industry, he couldn’t even bear to think what she’d be like now.
Xia Siyu snorted, “You too, you’re surrounded by plenty of pretty girls.”
Their mutual teasing dissipated some of the sorrow of parting.
But neither of them noticed that this time, as Bo Yan left, he was perfectly captured by a photographer’s lens.