The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Bo Yan had been resting peacefully when, out of the blue, disaster struck, and Xia Siyu kicked him right off the bed. As everyone knows, Xia Siyu is quite restless in her sleep. Eventually, she would move towards the center of the bed, occupying two-thirds of it, forcing Bo into the edge, and then, with one kick, she’d pushed him off.

He was completely clueless about what was happening when Xia Siyu kicked him off the bed. By the time he rolled off and woke up, dazed, rising to his feet, he found that his waist and abdomen were at the same level as Xia Siyu’s line of sight. At one glance, she saw his shorts and immediately let out another shriek. Then, a throw pillow fiercely collided with his head. “Bo Yan you big pervert, you bastard!”

A pillow hit Bo Yan’s face, blurring his vision, and he took two steps back, bumping into the window, which finally brought him fully to his senses.

He frowned at her, his expression as stern as ever, “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing, I’d like to ask if you’ve done anything to me!” Shameless, despicable, deadbeat dog of a man! And to think she actually believed he would be gentlemanly and wouldn’t lay a hand on her. But clearly, if a man is reliable, pigs can climb trees!

It was only a few days ago that she kicked him, and now he dared to creep up on her!

“What have I done to you?” Bo Yan had just finished speaking when Xia Siyu hurled another pillow at him.

“And you still ask! Take a look at yourself!” Xia Siyu accused him with a face full of indignation, and he still had a reaction now; this was ironclad evidence!

Sure, she had fantasized about Bo Yan’s body. He looked good, and she wanted to touch his chest and abs. But that was all she did: fantasize. She never acted on it.

Unlike this deadbeat, who appeared all prim and proper but in reality was full of lechery, a wolf in sheep’s clothing!

She wasn’t opposed to matters of men and women, and she believed in enjoying life. But with Bo Yan, and especially when she was drunk at night, that wasn’t enjoyment, that was a crime! Even if they were married, legally, she could absolutely refuse any forced behavior within the marriage!

Bo Yan looked down and indeed discovered it. He was somewhat speechless; this wasn’t something he could control. It was a normal physiological response. It meant that his body was in good condition, with no unhealthy habits. And it also confirmed one thing—the kick Xia Siyu gave him that night hadn’t crippled him.

“Can’t you use your brain to think for a moment? If I had really done something to you, would you still be in one piece right now, confidently making accusations at me? Just look at yourself, did I violate you in any way?”

Xia Siyu actually did take a quick scan, and indeed, there was nothing. But she still felt annoyed: “Then why were you in my bed?”

“In your bed? I was helping you change into your pajamas, helping you remove your makeup! You fell asleep drunk before, and when you woke up and found out you hadn’t removed your makeup, you blamed me. I was just trying to be nice, seeing you sleep in that shirt so uncomfortably, I helped you change into pajamas, and removed your makeup for you. You were the one clinging to my arm, leaving me no choice but to sleep with you. You sleep so badly, taking up two-thirds of the bed, if you hadn’t insisted I stay, I wouldn’t have!”

Wait a minute, Xia Siyu noticed a key point: “You helped me change into my pajamas? So…”