Xia Siyu usually fell asleep in seconds, but a lot had happened today, and she couldn't sleep.
When Bo Yan came up, she sensed it but was too lazy to bother. Bo Yan crept up stealthily, lifted the blanket, and then gradually moved closer.
There was only a faint nightlight in the room, barely enough to make out Xia Siyu's figure.
This guy, sleeping so neatly and securely on his side with his eyes shut, one could tell at a glance he was feigning sleep.
Xia Siyu was lying on her side, facing away from him. Bo Yan paused for a moment and then slowly inched over, his fingers lightly tracing her waistline.
He even called out softly, "Siyu, wifey?"
Xia Siyu stopped pretending and spoke up directly, "I think you're looking for a kicking."
Bo Yan, remembering the check-up he had just done in the bathroom on the somewhat swollen part, quickly shook his head, "No."
