Xia Siyu tilted her head, her eyes were not focused, and she looked at him confused and puzzled.

Bo Yan thought she had drunk too much and recognized the wrong person, and his voice was a little cold: "You've read the wrong person."

Who knew that the next second, Xia Siyu suddenly slapped him, perhaps because he was drunk and didn't accurately hit him on the shoulder: "Bastard."

Bo Yan's eyes were cold. As soon as she patted her claws off her shoulder, Xia Siyu threw another hand over, and this time she accurately hit his chin.

Then she raised her chin and glared at her eyes. Her lips might have been a little watery after drinking. She leaned forward and pressed her face in front of her face. She looked like a little cat who discovered the invader, with her teeth and claws, and her madness: "What, I was wrong? A dead bastard, I beat you! Do you know that because of you, I was scolded so badly... hiccup..."

Perhaps because of the last hiccup, Bo Yan's eyebrows frowned involuntarily. He used a finger to press her eyebrows in disgust and kept a distance from her.

However, today his fans scolded her a little badly. He paused and said with a serious look on his face: "Don't speak too directly in the future. Say such words that are easy to be slapped in the face. This time I met me, if I do..."

"Another" something, he didn't say anything after that, because Xia Siyu suddenly leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder.

And his lips fell on his neck.

When Bo Yan's body became stiff, he just breathed and swallowed, as if he was surrounded by her warm breath. When Xia Siyu went out on a daily basis, she rarely put on makeup and did not use much perfume. All over her body was surrounded by the sweet fragrance of red wine.

He lives on the top floor of Qingcheng Apartment, next to it was a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window. Without curtains, he could see the gorgeous street scene in the distance from a distance of nearly forty floors. Moonlight and light poured down, spreading gently on her. In her sleep, she was no longer as sharp as she was on her usual occasions, and even her figure looked much softer.

For a long time, people have only seen Xia Siyu's turbulent and even a turbulent side. She is also uncontrollable. Every time she does something that seems shocking, she never cares about other people's evaluations. No matter how much the outside world abuses her, it seems that she cannot affect her.

After all, no matter how cruel the netizens scolded her, it would not invade her personal life.

But without her status as a celebrity, she is just an ordinary person with ordinary joys, sorrows and sorrows. She will make noises when she drinks too much, and will fall into the bathtub when she is tired and sleepy. She will hit him when she is happy (?) and will scold him when she is unhappy.

However, she was not as strong as she thought.

Bo Yan paused for a moment, and then crossed his arm, and hugged her up. Xia Siyu, who was half drunk and half awake, reached out his hand obediently and hugged his shoulders. Bo Yan took her to her bedroom and gently put her down. Just as he was about to get up, he pulled the quilt to let her rest, but Xia Siyu's hand holding his neck did not let go, but he was taken down instead, and fell on her body, and her face was facing her.
Chapter completed!