Chapter 405: I want to have a home (5)

Xia Siyu was sitting on Bo Yan at this time. Although she hated Bo Yan, at

this time, she still turned her head, gently stretched out her hand, and

patted him on the shoulder, which was a comforting meaning.

Then, what she saw was below the bangs, Bo Yan's peachy eyes, looking at her

through the bangs seriously.

The thin peachy eyes are like a peach blossom when smiling, passionate and

ruthless. But when you are not smiling, as long as he is looking at you, you

will feel that he is paying attention and loving. Will bump into the deer, and

will be shy and afraid to look directly.

But in fact, he just glances at you casually, a more polite attitude.

He got serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was another coercion

invisibly, as if he was examining and exploring.

But at this moment, she swears that in her thin eyes, she saw the drooping

dog-like eyes, like Wang Zisu's kind, pitiful, people can't help but want to

ravage, want to take good care of The kind that takes out all the food.

At this moment, she definitely didn't dare to trample him, and she didn't have

anything to eat for him. But what Xia Siyu did was to reach out and rub his

hair.

Xia Siyu had always wanted to rub Bo Yan's head before, except to squeeze his

hair when fighting with him, she also wanted to rub it sometimes. It's a pity

that he is not Wang Zisu, not like a large dog summoned like Wang Zisu. If she

rubs Bo Yan's hair, Bo Yan will rub her.

His hair was not like Wang Zisu's, it was fluffy, soft, and slightly curled.

Bo Yan's hair was jet black and slightly stiff. If this kind of hair grows

long, it should be tied with a crown and hat in ancient times, it should be

very handsome and free. If it is loosened and the robe is worn, there is no

need to perform, he is the best spokesperson of Wei Jin style.

At this moment, Bo Yan used his face to rub Xia Siyu's palm. He has no makeup,

his skin is still very smooth and delicate, and the stubble on the ears and

chin is a bit tied, but it brings a strange irritation, like the first time a

little milk dog has changed its coat.

Xia Siyu had known him for so many years, and for the first time saw Bo Yan

look like this. Women are empathetic and maternal, and they can't help but

love and affection when they look at cute animals, cute human cubs, or cute

younger brothers who are similar to cubs.

Maybe it was because Bo Yan's eyes were too pitiful, and there was a trace of

stubbornness in the pity, so she didn't withdraw her hand. When she was put on

the desk by Bo Yan, and when Bo Yan cleaned up all the books around her, she

was in a daze and realized: Fuck, she was deceived by him again!

He is pitiful for a wool, he is pitiful, he is clearly a human spirit, did he

pretend to be deliberate, just wait for her to get into the mouth?

Bo Yan bowed his head and approached, gently touching the corner of her mouth.

The strange thing is that he was clearly prepared to do that, but his

expression was not as light as a normal wolf, and he was still a bit sad.

Maybe it was because of this look, maybe it was just after listening to his

story, she knew that this guy was uneasy and kind, but she didn't seem to have

any strength to resist.

Or, because Bo Yan stuck her path, she couldn't escape.

But she still insisted on pushing his shoulder with one hand, a little anxious

but determined: "No, no measures."

She doesn't want to take medicine, it hurts her body. She didn't even notice

that her current objection was not to drive him away, but that he didn't take

measures!