The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 584: Chapter 583: Peaceful (3)
 

Of course, Xia Siyu herself didn’t want to be caught by him. The essence of sneaking a peek lies not in the act of looking, but in the “sneaking,” which is to do it quietly, without detection.@@novelbin@@

Before she began to pull down Bo Yan’s pants, she took a stealthy glance. Bo Yan lay flat, his hands on his lower abdomen, peacefully closing his eyes in slumber. His breathing was steady, his eyes tightly shut, showing no signs of waking up.

Xia Siyu observed for a long time, and seeing that Bo Yan was in deep sleep, she stealthily moved down and gently lifted the quilt.

As soon as she lifted it, she looked back warily, but Bo Yan remained motionless, seemingly in a deep sleep.

Bo Yan wore no pajamas at night, covered only by a pair of shorts from head to toe.

The moment she lifted the quilt, she saw his solid and full muscles. His upper chest was full, the central seam pronounced, and even in a dormant lying state, the contours were very distinct. His legs were long and sturdy, lacking the obvious bulging calf muscles that tend to look rough, instead showcasing beautifully defined lines and slightly flexed tendons.

Of course, the most eye-catching part was definitely the area beneath his shorts. That’s where this man’s provocativeness lay—in sleeping without pajamas and in those particularly tight shorts.

Xia Siyu scanned the area briefly, not moving her hands directly but turning her head back to look at Bo Yan.

He was still sound asleep, seemingly oblivious to all her actions.

Perhaps a bit nervous, Xia Siyu licked her lips. When her hand reached the edge of the shorts, she looked back again to see if Bo Yan was pretending to sleep, to see if he had already woken up.

If there was the slightest rustle or movement, she would immediately tactically retreat, determined not to fall under his control.

For now, everything seemed fine.

Xia Siyu was indeed a bit nervous, fearing that he would wake up while she was in the midst of “unpacking,” her movements were extremely careful and delicate. She used the gentlest strength to slide them off smoothly.

Sometimes the creator really does play favorites. It’s like the goddess Nüwa, who carefully crafted some people to be brilliant and valiant, while carelessly formed others ended up as lumpy and misshapen. Bo Yan, whether in terms of height, appearance, or physique, seemed to be meticulously made in all aspects,

But don’t let his current quiet and peaceful appearance fool you; he’s like a sleeping lion. Once he becomes aware, it will provoke boundless fury.

Moreover.

Don’t think that just because their relationship has improved recently, she could get over the hurdle in her heart reminding her of his despicable behavior at the beginning.

So what if he looks good? He might be very handsome, but once you strip off that façade of detachment, underneath is just a canine, a wolfhound at that—part wolf, part dog!

Suddenly, she felt like punching him or kicking him, to pay him back for bullying her! But such an action would probably end with her being invited for a “chat,” and besides, it was too harsh and unnecessary. Thinking it over, she glanced at the nightstand where her unfinished glass of room-temperature water stood.

Can’t hit, can’t scald, so maybe I can splash some cold water, right? Let’s see how you deal with that, Mr. Arrogant Bully!

As she was entertaining these thoughts, suddenly a soft voice came from beside her: