Xia Siyu frowned, her drunkenness had worn off, and her unpleasant character traits emerged as she complained, "So noisy."
Bo Yan was left speechless with a wry laugh, deliberately joking with her, "Annoyed by my noise, then? Shall I take my arm away?"
He pretended to pull his arm back, but Xia Siyu held on even tighter, muttering with puckered lips, "Dream on, this is mine!"
"Alright, alright, it's yours, it's all yours."
I'm yours too.
Xia Siyu ignored his words and just clung tightly to his arm, quickly falling into a deep sleep.
Bo Yan laid back down, adjusting his position to make her more comfortable, and wrapped his arm around her in return.
This must be what a sweet burden is like!
**
Having come to terms with herself, Xia Siyu finally discovered a powerful "Ostrich Ability":
If I don't admit to liking Bo Yan, then it means I don't like him. After all, Bo Yan doesn't know, and neither does anyone else.
