Bo Yan composed himself and stood up before she did, after all that fighting; her clothes were already torn to shreds, and he needed to change. He had to cover up his makeup and comb his hair.
Mainly, he stood up, poured himself a glass of water. Feeling it wasn't enough, he went straight to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of ice-cold sparkling water, twisted it open, and gulped it down.
The ice water in his stomach stimulated his intestines and cooled his body. Bo Yan turned around and saw Xia Siyu still sitting on the ground with her leg cocked, poured her a glass of water, placed the cup on the coffee table, and came over to pull her up.
Xia Siyu looked on guard. Bo Yan would not go to the extreme, but their current situation, how was it any different from the extreme?
Bo Yan squatted down, trying to help her again, and Xia Siyu slapped him fiercely without any courtesy.
The slap turned Bo Yan's face to the side. His already disheveled hair became an even greater mess.
