Chapter 544 -543 Disturbance (1)
The house was very quiet, and Xia Siyu was still lying at the head of the bed, probably asleep.
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Bo Yan first went to the bathroom and then came back to bed, tiptoeing quietly.
Even though the house was silent and Xia Siyu made no movements, Bo Yan just knew she wasnât asleep yet.
Actually, it was still early, just past twelve. For them, accustomed to nightlife, it was far from their usual time to rest. But in the Northwest, they had gotten used to going to bed when it got dark and they heard dogs barking, and to waking up with the crowing of roosters at dawn.
At this time, if they had just been up to mischief, there would have been enough time for several rounds and even to fall asleep in each otherâs arms.
Of course, if he was really desperate, they could continue right now. But neither was in the mood, Bo Yan holding her, stroking her hair from top to bottom, his expression slightly somber.
After a while, Xia Siyu might have felt a bit uncomfortable in his arms and shifted slightly. Bo Yan gently lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. Neither of them spoke until, after a long time, Bo Yan finally said, âYou heard what they said just now, didnât you?â
Xia Siyu hummed a response. Tomorrow, the makeup artist and the props team were coming, which meant their good days were coming to an end. Although they wouldnât be staying in the courtyard, she had to maintain her star demeanor and learn to be discreet in her dealings with Bo Yan.
Bo Yan didnât say anything either, and after a moment, he smiled, âItâs like we went on a honeymoon, had a blast for a month, and now we finally have to go back to work.â
Many people, when they have to go to work or school on Monday morning, feel exactly as they do now. The fun couldnât continue; it was time to return to the stress of studies and work. Due to anxiety, some people even developed depression.
âWho honeymooned with you?â Xia Siyu muttered softly. Even she hadnât noticed that in the past, whenever Bo Yan mentioned âwife,â âmarriage,â âhusband and wife,â or any related term, Xia Siyu would instantly bristle. A confrontation on the spot was considered mild, more often than not it involved scratching and scrapping, kicking and hitting.
But now, she only made a token protest and her insults were mild, without the angry rejection of the past.
Moreover, she didnât reject being with him, nor did she reject referring to âusâ with him. It wasnât because of the things they did, but because of the time they spent together, their past barriers were gradually being smoothed out.
Women and men are different; men often think more about âpossessingâ a woman. But women value the emotional aspects more. For Xia Siyu, who grew up in the West, the physical aspect wasnât unimportant, but it wasnât as significant as it is in Eastern culture.
Emotion, companionship, soul, communicationâthese were, for Xia Siyu, the core of marriage and love.
Now, the two of them could finally lie together, talk things over, be wild, and joke around. Although Bo Yan also craved her body, he valued a soul mate more, cherishing their love for each other.
âItâs okay, weâll just be careful. You donât have to worry too muchâif thereâs a storm, Iâll stand in front of you,â he said.
âWho asked you to stand in front of me? Canât I weather the storm myself?â Xia Siyu retorted. Actually, she particularly disliked the chauvinistic idea of men needing to protect women; women could also strengthen their own resolve.