The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 539: Chapter 538: The Edge (2)
 

Although Xia Siyu still had doubts, what Bo Yan said she too knew—the director and the rest coming to stay was not realistic. It just felt like the idyllic life of the past few days was about to be torn apart, and she was somewhat reluctant to let it go.

With the crew present, it meant they could no longer say whatever they wanted, do whatever they pleased as they had in the past few days. Where there are many mouths, masks become necessary. She had to return to that glamorous life of a major star, not letting anyone catch on to her relationship with Bo Yan.

All these years, she was constantly surrounded by people—assistants, bodyguards, agents, fans, hackers, and camera flashes. Even though she had a fiery personality, known among celebrities for her lack of pretense and living as she wished, she still felt constrained.

The issue was, even with so many people around her, there were few she could talk to heart-to-heart. Up to this day, the only time she let out her true feelings was when she shouted by the river with Bo Yan, “I want to make my mother proud.” In her seven years in the industry, apart from Zhou Weiwei who knew about her situation early on, she hadn’t revealed a single word about her family situation to outsiders, not even to Qin Baizhou or Wei Jingjing.

In fact, it wasn’t that she particularly liked the Northwest, but only in such isolated places with simpler relationships could she truly be herself. Not a superstar, just Xia Siyu.

And furthermore.

Even though she was still unwilling to admit it, Bo Yan understood her. He understood her and could help her. She had gotten used to having Bo Yan around, to his advice and assistance. And—even starving for ten days—she felt a little eager for tonight’s company.

But she was still somewhat cautious.

“But…”

“There’s nothing to ‘but’ about,” Bo said as he pressed down on her, and lightly sniffed her hair. Recently, the two had been living together, sharing everything from food to clothing. Sometimes Xia Siyu’s pajamas would get accidentally torn by him, and she would brazenly wear only his shirt around the room, just barely covering her lower half. She would even proudly tug on his shirt, pulling off the buttons.

Of course, she wouldn’t dare to wear such a sight in front of others, not even in front of Wei Jingjing—mainly, these were her lounge clothes, or what she would wear to grab a drink of water or her phone. The moment daylight struck, she would immediately change back into her own clothes.

“Besides, you desire me too, don’t you?”

The final word lingered ambiguously in his throat, ultimately transforming into a long kiss, as if transferring his voice into her mouth. They were both adults, and had already agreed to be FWBs; she wouldn’t feel embarrassed. Since the interlopers wouldn’t be arriving, naturally, she intended to thoroughly enjoy life!

After one kiss ended, her voice, though somewhat unsteady from the kissing, rose in a proud and coy tone, “That depends on how you… perform, doesn’t it?”

Bo Yan smiled faintly, keeping a slight distance as he asked her seriously, “So, do you want it passionate or gentle?”

‘Passionate’ like that time Xia Siyu said she wanted to “take the initiative,” had even bought candles, rope, and high heels, only to end up not succeeding while Bo Yan did. ‘Gentle’ like now, his approach akin to the soft waves of the Sicilian shore gently caressing the rocks—no towering waves, but a continuous, unending touch reaching deep into her soul.

She licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes sparkling in the dark night: “Then let’s… have both!”