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Chapter 419: Chapter 418: Because of You (5)

Xia Siyu initially wore an expression of bafflement, as if to say “meow meow meow,” but by the time she realized she wanted to do something about it, Bo Yan had already pinned her against a corner. The clothes rod in her hand was unwittingly taken away by him. fгeewebnovёl.com

Bo Yan approached her dominantly, one arm wrapping around her waist, the other supporting the back of her head. She had taken off her high heels, and for fear of making noise, had not put on slippers, walking barefoot around the house, resulting in a fifteen-centimeter height difference between her and Bo Yan.

This gap was just right for him to reach her with a lowered head.

Maybe it was because this was just a touch, without further advances, he had done things that were even less shameless and more intimate before. Maybe it was because, before Xia Siyu could react, he had succeeded. Or maybe it was—his skills were not bad, both gentle and dominant, so she did not resist much.

After a prolonged kiss, Bo Yan held her and breathed gently, his hand originally around her waist, lightly caressing her rosy lips.

His fingers were slender, the pads slightly moist. The way they brushed past her lips was gentle and meticulous, like wiping a peerless treasure.

As Xia Siyu came to her senses, her first reaction was to glare at him, “Didn’t you say you were leaving?”

The note was written by him, right? The time, place, and content all matched up, so why had he come back?

Bo Yan nodded, “Mm. I was going to leave. But I came back because there was something I didn’t take.”

Xia Siyu asked, “What thing?”

Just take it and leave fast, and better never come back.

Bo Yan withdrew his hand and then leaned in again, pressing his face against her cheek. He muttered a word from his throat, “You.”

What kind of cheesy pick-up line was this? Just as Xia Siyu was about to retort, Bo Yan added another phrase, “Your kiss, and…”

His words, along with his gaze, slowly moved downward, then lingered on her chest, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Damn this jerk, she knew it!

Xia Siyu was just about to push him away when Bo Yan’s phone started to vibrate. He was right next to her, so she felt it too.

Bo Yan knew who was calling at this time and also knew why they were calling, but he didn’t want to answer.

His phone vibrated continuously in his pocket. Xia Siyu looked up and called out again, “Are you deaf? It’s your phone.”

Bo Yan still didn’t move, looking at her eyes that had grown a bit misty from their recent closeness, “Let me kiss you, and I’ll answer it.”

“Go to hell!” Xia Siyu couldn’t take it anymore, lifting her leg to take a swing at his private parts. Bo Yan, familiar with being kicked, had developed a reflex; as soon as she prepared to lift her knee, he quickly stepped back, then answered the call.

The call was from Song Fengzhi, and being so close, even without speakerphone, Xia Siyu could hear everything clearly, “Bro Yan, we need to head to the airport. When are you coming down? The meetings tomorrow afternoon and the next morning are important; you can’t miss them.”

The meeting Bo Yan was to attend was a government-led gathering of cultural workers, and as a guest speaker, Bo Yan absolutely couldn’t be absent.

But today was Xia Siyu’s birthday, and he truly didn’t want to leave.

Especially, although he scorned Qin Baizhou strategically, he had to take him seriously tactically. Even if Baizhou didn’t warrant his attention, having a man buzzing around like a fly near his wife was bothersome indeed.

Bo Yan hung up the phone, but he still wanted to tease her, “If you let me stay, I won’t leave.”