The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

However, when her hand stopped just above his lower abdomen, his patience ran thin. He should also count himself lucky that the pajama pants he wore that day were quite loose, and the room’s lighting dim enough. Otherwise, with her so close and so brazen, his urge would have been entirely exposed to her scrutiny.

“Enough!” Bo Yan was grateful he was an actor, and not just any actor, but a leading one. If a director were filming his actions at that moment, with his talent, his performance would be enough to earn him a leading actor trophy. He perfectly portrayed anger, rejection, and a bit of annoyance, and even from his slightly furrowed brows and unsteady voice, one could tell he was a little annoyed by her little hand.

She felt it was enough too, although she was a bit regretful not having seen the Adonis belt. But if she had seen it, she would likely have had to see much more than just the Adonis belt…

“So, did you check thoroughly? Was it from protein powder?”

Xia Siyu did not expect Bo Yan to still be concerned about this issue; however, the fact that he was still fixated on the protein powder meant that he really had no ill intentions towards her. Rather, it was she who was letting her mind wander.

Instead, she felt as if she had done something bad. After all, it was he who had been looked at and touched by her.

But Bo Yan’s tone was a bit too smug, which she disliked: “Who knows? Just by looking or touching casually, how could one tell if it’s real or not?”

Bo Yan’s tone was clearly annoyed, his voice rising with a hint of irritation: “What if you can’t tell? Are you going to have to try it personally to find out if this is really from eating protein powder?”

“I…” If Bo Yan hadn’t been harping on the protein powder, perhaps Xia Siyu would have thought his remark was flirtatious. But given the context, even though she was slightly disconcerted, she didn’t feel at all like he was seducing or teasing her.

How to try? Did that even need to be asked? Surely it would be like this and that, this way and that way.

Xia Siyu could look and touch, but to actually try was out of the question. It was one thing to satisfy her curiosity and banter, but actual engagement was no longer a matter of mere experimentation…

“Then, let’s not, shall we?” She felt a bit awkward and wanted to withdraw her hand, but his grip was tight, making it difficult for her to pull away.

“What, you don’t dare to look at me?” Bo Yan’s voice carried a tinge of danger. He held her hand firmly without letting go.

“Just now you had the bravery to both look and touch, now you don’t even dare to glance at me? Look at me!”

Upon hearing this, Xia Siyu lifted her head, only to meet his gaze.

In the dim room, Bo Yan’s features were blurred, but his eyes shone brightly. Bo Yan had the eyes of a flirt, said to belong to men who are passionate yet heartless. He fixed her with that gaze, steady and deep like the waters of Peach Blossom Pool, filled with emotions she could not understand, perhaps even affection.

In her panic, she tried to shake off his hand, accidentally fumbling at the wall.

Just as Bo Yan was about to step forward…