The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 523

Chapter 523: Chapter 522 Considerate (4)
 

Just as she was thinking this, Xia Siyu was startled.

What was wrong with her, why would she think about being with Bo Yan! Even though they were forced to live together now, it was because she needed something from him, she wanted to learn acting from him. It was he who begged her not to leave, he who begged to live with her. But to him, she was dispensable. Although women have their needs, needs aren’t necessities, and they certainly wouldn’t be like this guy, who seemed to think about it all the time.

She could leave him at any time, she wasn’t used to “eating her own words,” and what she felt for him now wasn’t love. She had always believed in preferring to lack rather than to have too much; even if it meant ending up alone, it was better than being in an unsuitable marriage full of constant quarrels.

She thought she had made it clear, so why did she still have… expectations for Bo Yan?

As she was thinking, Bo Yan got up. He lifted his eyelids and saw Xia Siyu staring at him in panic. He first rubbed his stubble-covered chin against her face, then mumbled unclearly with a hoarse voice, “Morning.”

After dawdling a bit and seeing that Xia Siyu didn’t react, he slightly curved his lips, bowed his head, and captured her lips.

Mmm, he had once seen a movie where the female lead said the happiest thing in life wasn’t marrying the male lead, but waking up in his arms every day and saying “Good morning.”

The moment their lips touched, Xia Siyu also closed her eyes out of habit, thinking indeed it was so; his lips were nice to kiss.

But Bo Yan, this bastard, clearly wasn’t satisfied with just a peck, and maybe he wasn’t fully awake, kissing her and flipping over, pressing down on her completely, with one hand cradling her chin and the other gently exploring downward.

But just as his hand barely touched her waist, Bo Yan quickly withdrew it.

Bo Yan quickly apologized, “Sorry, I forgot you’re not feeling well right now.”

However, despite his apology, he was still pushed away by Xia Siyu, a bit roughly.

Xia Siyu’s roughness was something Bo Yan had grown accustomed to, but even so, to be pushed away by a woman after a deep morning kiss wasn’t something to be pleased about.

However, after being rough, Xia Siyu hurried out of bed and rushed to the restroom—she felt a clot slide out like a fish just a moment ago, how could she not rush to the restroom?

But just squatting down, she realized she didn’t bring any spare pads and also didn’t have her phone with her, so she cracked open the door, grabbed the edge, and whispered, “Bo Yan, Bo Yan.”

Luckily, Bo Yan had sharp ears and eyes, heard the noise, and opened the door. She gestured with her hands, forming a square shape. Bo Yan nodded, went back to the room, and after some time, came back with a few pieces of toilet paper in his hand.

Xia Siyu shook her head, “That’s not it.”

Bo Yan nodded again, went back another time, and returned with her cell phone in his hand.

Xia Siyu was infuriated, “Not that!”

Was this man’s brain made of pig brains, where was the smartness that he was always praised for?

As she was speaking, Little Tang came out, “Sister Xia, what’s wrong?”

Seeing that it was Little Tang, Xia Siyu felt awkward continuing to hold the door open. Unfortunately, if it had been Wei Jingjing who came out, she could have asked her to pass something to her.

“Nothing!” Xia Siyu closed the door and squatted inside. In the countryside, places usually didn’t have toilets, and squatting on the ground for too long made her legs feel numb.

If only she had taken the cell phone Bo Yan handed her, she could have sent a message to Wei Jingjing. The most miserable thing in life isn’t going to the bathroom without toilet paper; it’s not having a pad when you need one!