The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 637: Chapter 634: Liking You (6)
 

Bo Yan was in turmoil for half a day, but ultimately couldn’t harden his heart, he lowered his head and asked, “Do you know who I am?”

Xia Siyu’s eyes blinked, as if she was trying hard to focus, and it took a while to lay her eyes on him before she said, “You’re the hateful ghost.”

Bo Yan was instantly infuriated, damn it, he shouldn’t have expected anything from Xia Siyu! She annoyed him when she was sober, and even more when she was drunk. He was going to leave tonight, far away!

But then.

Xia Siyu burped from the alcohol, looked at his face, and said, “You’re handsome.”

Wasn’t it normal for him to be handsome, was that really the reason she agreed to be with him just because of his good looks?

Bo Yan was taken aback for a moment, and thought about it—seemingly no problem there. At the time, he also used his charm to seduce Xia Siyu for a while, which was extremely effective. To Xia Siyu, who was a sucker for good looks, even when their relationship was at its worst, she still found him handsome.

But they had lived together for so long, was that his only good point?

Bo Yan couldn’t stand it and turned back to ask her, “What else?”

Was there anything else good about him? Was that the only reason?

Then, the next second, Xia Siyu finally moved, reaching out her hand to grab his palm, “I like it when you’re beside me.”

Bo Yan was stunned.

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He was genuinely stunned.

She didn’t like him, but she liked having him by her side?

What kind of logic was that. He lowered his head again, “Then do you like me?”

Xia Siyu finally frowned, glanced at him, and started to whimper, “I can’t like you.”

“Why can’t you?” Bo Yan went from initial anger to surprise now.

Liking was just liking, what was this about can or can’t? They were not like the male and female leads in movies, with vendettas like avenging a father’s death. They weren’t blood relatives, why couldn’t she like him?

However, Xia Siyu’s drunken mind couldn’t think of or answer such a complex question. She just repeated, “I can’t like you.”

It was cannot, not do not like.

Bo Yan’s mood somewhat settled down for a while, and he continued to ask, “Do you want me by your side?”

“I do!” Xia Siyu agreed, and perhaps feeling that her words weren’t heartfelt enough, she nodded her head vigorously.

Bo Yan’s expression was complex beyond words, torn between wanting to pull away and wanting to get to the bottom of things. But Xia Siyu didn’t give him a chance. She propped herself up for a long time until she finally couldn’t resist the heaviness of her eyelids, and her head drooped bit by bit.

She fell asleep.

Bo Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. His little wife, truly, couldn’t be hit or scolded; she would get angry when sober, and turn aggrieved when not, making it hard to bear seeing her upset.

His heart melted into a puddle, only able to sigh helplessly and pull her into his embrace.

The moment he reached out his arm, Xia Siyu instinctively drew close, comfortably finding the most comfortable position in his arms, and drifted off to sleep.

Bo Yan wore a complex expression, and at that moment, he experienced the sweet burden. Both sweet and a burden.

But, this girl finally, in her heart, had made a spot for him to stay in, and at last was touched by him. Maybe it wasn’t love yet, but dependence and trust were gradually seeping into her marrow, fusing into her flesh and blood.

The most complicated part was when Xia Siyu, lying down, carelessly placed her hand, and accidentally grabbed hold of his… part.