The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 670: Chapter 667 Crisis (3)
 

Xia Siyu kissed fiercely, and at first Bo Yan was slightly unable to fend her off; he was directly pushed against the wall. It was the exact opposite of the scene when they entered the room last night. But quickly, Bo Yan caught up and immediately brushed off the slump, tangled up with her.

Until they both were gasping for breath, she said viciously, “This is mine, understand? You’re not allowed to let anyone else use it!”

His lips were his, his chest and abs were hers too; only she could touch them, and nobody else was allowed to!

Even if it was required for a movie role, he had to report to her in advance. If it was genuinely for work, then fine, but if he dared to harbor any improper thoughts, she’d see if she wouldn’t castrate him!

At first, Bo Yan was surprised, then somewhat touched; at this moment, he was simply speechless with a mix of laughter and tears.

If he wanted someone else, he would have had countless opportunities in these seven years; there was no way he’d betray her now.

But Xia Siyu was now seething with a murderous aura, this angry, worried, and affectionate look was something he had never seen before; he found it novel and amusing.

Once Xia Siyu got assurance, she huffed, “That’s more like it.”

Then she immediately withdrew, turned her head, opened the door, and just walked out so coolly!

She came quickly and left even quicker!

Bo Yan, who was left behind, was at first stunned; but as he heard her footsteps growing fainter and then the sound of the elevator doors opening and closing, his initial feelings of separation anxiety were diluted.

This Xia Siyu, she really didn’t play by the rules! She clearly was desperately in love with him, yet stubbornly refused to say “I love you.” However, to confess in such a threatening yet ambiguous way was indeed fresh and thrilling.

Xia Siyu went downstairs, first to the basement; Wei Jingjing checked out, and Little Tang forgot her ID and had to run back up to get it. By the time they were ready to leave, it was already 5:30 a.m.

The paparazzi had been waiting at the main entrance for about ten minutes when they saw a black nanny car drive out. Those in the business study the license plates of some key celebrities; they naturally recognized Xia Siyu’s car as well.

Seeing that it was Xia Siyu’s car, the paparazzi were slightly surprised. The relationship between Xia Siyu and Bo Yan was publicly known to be poor; however, who knew if there was something fishy going on? Even though the chances of her being with Bo Yan were slim, they couldn’t let their guard down.

Most paparazzi are organized and connected, with major outlets having their own stakeouts. Although they considered the likelihood very low, the team leader still reported to the superior, who hesitated for a moment before saying, “Keep a close watch.”

Which meant that they didn’t need to regard Xia Siyu as the artist worthy of the most attention, but she still required extra observation.

Moreover, they could approach the hotel, offer some money, and get the surveillance footage. If there was something going on between her and Bo Yan, it should be traceable through the videos.

Xia Siyu had no idea she was being watched. Just as she turned the corner, a WeChat message came through; it was from Bo Yan.

Xia Siyu looked down and saw that it was the list of books she had asked Bo Yan for.