Chapter 37: Bathing (3)

Xia Siyu is beautiful.

Her beauty is that even if you don't like or even hate her, you have to admit

that she is beautiful. Because this is an objective fact.

There are many celebrities who wear makeup as a goddess, and remove makeup as

a female nerve. This is totally inapplicable to Xia Siyu. Her plays are pure

and lovely silly, white and sweet, with very light makeup. In some movie

shots, for performance, even without makeup, it is not much different from

her.

After all, she is young, with cold white skin and good skin. At this time, it

was steaming in the mist in the bathroom, and it became more and more white

and red. At such a close distance, he seemed to be able to see the rosy

bloodshot under her fair skin. Her eyelashes were very long, and she fell

asleep quietly at this time, fading away the arrogant and domineering teeth

and claws of the past, and the slightly frowned eyebrows gave her a soft and

fragile.

Looking at her lips again, there are beautiful beads in the middle of the

upper lip. But the corners of the mouth are slightly sharp, and they will bend

into a beautiful arc when smiling. But when he squeezed, he felt a little more

stubborn.

But at this time, in the hazy fog, that trace of stubbornness has turned into

tenderness, which is even more noticeable.

Before he knew it, Bo Yan watched, the indifference in his eyes eased

slightly, and he even slowly approached her.

In the air, he heard the sound of his gradually chaotic breathing.

...

The moment Xia Siyu opened her eyes, she slowly yawned and stretched out.

When she stretched, the sound of water splashed, and she realized that she was

still lying in the bathtub.

The water in the bathroom was already cold, so she quickly got up, took a bath

towel and wiped her body, lazily looking for a bathrobe to put on. This period

of time is really exhausting recently. Last week, when the movie was finished,

she had a trip almost every day within a week. She was running around,

mentally and physically reaching the limit, and she fell asleep in the

bathtub.

Just putting on her nightgown, Xia Siyu felt a little thirsty, so she stepped

on her slippers, wiped her hair with a towel, and went out of the bedroom to

pour water in the living room.

The living room was brightly lit, and she had just walked two steps, and

suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong.

When I turned around, there was a man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Xia Siyu was so scared that the towels fell off. The first reaction was to

quickly close the bathrobe on her body to cover all the spring sunshine in

front of her. Then he raised his head and asked: "Why are you here?"

Bo Yan's long legs overlapped comfortably, he held the script in one hand and

black tea in the other. Hearing these words, there was no reaction, even

turning his head to look at her, he didn't even give it a look. He just picked

up the teacup and took a sip in a calm tone: "This is also my home, why can't

I be here."

Xia Siyu hasn't been used to being alone with him for a long time. He didn't

feel relieved when he heard this, but he still looked wary: "When did you come

back."

Bo Yan turned a page of the script, still did not look at her, calmly replied:

"While you were asleep in the bathtub."

"..." Xia Siyu was stunned for a few seconds, and then instantly exploded and

became a little incoherent. "Bo Yan, are you too shameless? Then you are

not..."

See everything?

Bo Yan put down the script and looked at her this time, his eyes were

indifferent as if he was looking at a piece of porcelain: "Where have I not

seen you on you?"