Chapter 25 Bathing (3)

Xia Siyu is very beautiful.

Her beauty is the kind that even if you don't like her, or even hate her, you have to admit that she is beautiful. Because this is an objective fact.

There are many celebrities who are goddesses with makeup on and female nerves without makeup. This does not apply to Xia Siyu at all. In her plays, she plays the pure and lovely silly Baitian, with very light makeup. In some movie scenes, she even appears without makeup for the sake of performance, which is not much different from her.

After all, she is young, has a cold fair skin, and has a good skin foundation. At this time, it was transpiring in the mist in the bathroom, and it looked more and more white and red. From such a close distance, he seemed to be able to see the rosy blood under her fair skin. Her eyelashes were very long, and she was sleeping peacefully at this time, she had lost the arrogant and domineering fangs and claws in the past, and the slightly wrinkled eyebrows brought her a bit of softness and fragility.

Take another look at her lips, there is a beautiful bead in the middle of her upper lip. But the corners of his mouth are slightly sharp, and when he smiles, he will bend into a beautiful arc. But when he sipped it, there was a little more stubbornness.

But at this time, in the hazy mist, that trace of stubbornness turned into a loving tenderness, which attracted even more attention.

Unknowingly, Bo Yan looked at her, the indifference in his eyes softened a little, and he even slowly approached her.

In the air, there was a faint sound of his gradually chaotic breathing.

...

When Xia Siyu opened her eyes, she yawned slowly and stretched herself.

When she was stretching, there was a splash of water, and she realized that she was still lying in the bathtub.

The water in the bathroom was already cold, so she got up quickly, took a bath towel to wipe her body, and lazily found a bathrobe to change into. The recent period of time has been really exhausting. Last week, the film was finished, and she had a schedule almost every day for a week, running around, and her mental and physical strength were 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 slippers, wiped her hair with a towel, and went out of the bedroom to pour water in the living room.

The lights in the living room were brightly lit, and she had just walked two steps when she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

Turning around, there was a man sitting on the sofa in the living room, it was Bo Yan!

Xia Siyu was so frightened that the towel fell off, her first reaction was to quickly gather the bathrobe on her body again to cover all the spring light in front of her. Then he looked up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Bo Yan's long legs crossed comfortably, he held the script in one hand and black tea in the other. Hearing this sentence, he didn't react at all. He didn't even turn his head to look at her. He just took a sip from his teacup and said calmly, "This is also my home, why can't I be here."

Xia Siyu hadn't been used to being alone with him for a long time, and she didn't feel relieved when she heard this, she still looked wary: "When did you come back?"

Bo Yan flipped through a page of the script, but still didn't read her, and replied calmly, "When you were dead asleep in the bathtub."

"..." Xia Siyu was stunned for a few seconds, and then blew up instantly, a little incoherent in anger, "Bo Yan, are you too shameless? Then you are not..."

see everything?

This time, Bo Yan put down the script and looked at her, his eyes were indifferent as if looking at a piece of porcelain: "Where have I not seen on you?"