The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 82
Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Blocking the Door (8)
Translator: 549690339
Xia Siyu heaved a sigh of relief, but Bo Yan behind her snorted, “Who says your acting isn’t good? Isn’t this quite impressive?”
The sound of water shifted as he gracefully emerged from it.
The light in the bathroom had been turned off by him, the shower curtain tightly drawn by him as well, even the water in the bathtub had been run by him. It was all to avoid the chance of someone like Shang Feifei walking in and seeing through the act.
Xia Siyu turned her head and saw that he wasn’t wearing shoes, his socks and legs were soaked in water, making everything below his knees wet and somewhat comical to look at.
But his expression was as calm as ever, his upper body stable. The pants clinging tight to his body from being in the water outlined the vague lines of his muscles.
This bit of dishevelment ironically added a touch of different hormones to him.
Because of the running water, the room was filled with steam and a bit of the warmth from the hot water, making breathing slightly difficult.
Xia Siyu felt a tightness in her chest, the atmosphere also a bit delicate. She turned around quickly, “Since everything is fine now, I will talk to Song
Fengzhi later and have him help disperse these people, letting them leave first. As soon as they leave, you can go back and rest.”
She hurriedly walked towards the bathroom door, ready to open it. Her hand on the door handle, a large hand covered the back of hers, gripping it firmly, stopping her from opening the door.
Xia Siyu’s heart jumped wildly in an instant.
His palm was slightly damp, with rough lines in his grip. His hand was big, fingers long, knuckles well-defined, but his hand was very cold.
Bo Yan’s breath floated over the top of her head from behind, his tone calm, “Wait a moment, I have something to say to you.”
In the past, Bo Yan rarely got so close. When acting, it was okay since it was part of the job. They were professional actors who could clearly separate work from life. All these years, the closest they had gotten was just earlier when he had gently brushed off the stain on her chest and tied the belt of her robe. But his expression was so composed, to the point where she felt like a tree standing before him, unable to stir a single ripple. Sometimes, he showed more enthusiasm towards a little dog than he did to her.
But at this moment, perhaps because the room was too hot and stuffy, perhaps because the two of them were too close, or perhaps because his hand was currently holding hers, his breath delicately blowing on the top of her head, she could feel the warmth of his body behind her.
She felt a bit stiff, her mind quickly recalling the scenes where they tangled and rolled together while filming kiss scenes on a boat. It had been a room just as stuffy, they had been just as close, just like now with him holding her hand, their breaths mingling…
She even remembered the times they spent closely together in the past.
The bathroom was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a single droplet of water falling from the bathtub could be heard clearly.
Then, his voice came through, “You just mentioned adding fight scenes, what kind of fighting were you planning to do in the scene with me alone?”
“And what if I was?” Even Xia Siyu didn’t realize her voice sounded a bit, just a tiny bit, weak.
“Is this in retaliation for what happened tonight? It was you who cursed at me first and ate my late-night snack, yet you still want to add a fight scene. How do you plan to fight?”
Xia Siyu herself was a bit dazed, feeling a lack of oxygen and thirsty. Unconsciously, the tip of her tongue rolled over her lips..
