"Does it look good?"
Xia Siyu's whole body jolted, and without even turning her head, she knew the owner of that voice had to be Bo Yan!
Bo Yan had actually woken up early, before Xia Siyu did. As she was coming to, he, as if blessed by a stroke of fortune, immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He was only feigning sleep to tease her a bit, planning to scare her when she got up, perhaps by making a funny face from behind her.
Unexpectedly, she began by throwing off the covers.
It was no longer summer, and even though the room had central air conditioning to control the temperature, autumn's cool breeze made it a bit chilly. He wasn't sure what Xia Siyu was preparing to do; he just felt her sit up right next to him. Even with his eyes closed, he could sense her breath, and it felt as if his own eyes followed the path of her breathing downward, sliding from his chest to his belly, and lower. It seemed to graze past his legs and then slowly ascend.
