Xia Siyu looks very beautiful.

Her beauty is the kind of person who has to admit that she is beautiful even if you don't like her, or even hate her. Because it's an objective fact.

There are many celebrities who are goddesses when they wear makeup, and female nerves when they take off makeup, which is completely inapplicable to Xia Siyu. She plays a pure and lovely silly white sweet, with very light makeup, and in some movie shots, she even appears without makeup for performance, which is not much different from herself.

After all, she is young, and she has cold white skin, and her skin foundation is very good. At this time, it is steaming in the mist of the bathroom, and it looks more and more white and red. At such a close distance, he seemed to be able to see the ruddy bloodshot under her fair skin. Her eyelashes were very long, and she fell asleep quietly at this time, fading away from her arrogant and domineering teeth and claws, and her slightly wrinkled eyebrows brought her a bit of softness and fragility.

One more look at her lips, there are beautiful beads in the middle of the upper lip. But the corners of his mouth are slightly sharp, and when he smiles, he will bend into a beautiful arc. But when I picked it up, I was a little more stubborn.

But at this time, in the hazy mist, that trace of stubbornness turned into a pitiful tenderness, which attracted more attention.

Unconsciously, Bo Yan looked at it, the indifference in his eyes eased slightly, and even slowly approached her.

In the air, the sound of his gradually chaotic breathing could be faintly heard.

......

The moment Xia Siyu opened her eyes, she slowly yawned and stretched.

As she stretched, the water rattled, and she realized that she was still lying in the bathtub.

The water in the bathroom was already cold, so she quickly got up, took a bath towel to wipe her body, and lazily found a bathrobe to change into. I've been so tired lately, after the movie was finished last week, she had an itinerary almost every day for a week, running around, her mental and physical strength were almost at the limit, and she fell asleep in the bathtub.

As soon as she put on her nightgown, Xia Siyu felt a little thirsty, so she stepped on her slippers and wiped her hair with a towel while going out of the bedroom and going to the living room to pour water.

The living room was brightly lit, and she had barely taken two steps when she suddenly noticed that something seemed to be wrong.

As soon as I turned around, there was a man sitting on the sofa in the living room, it was Bo Yan!

Xia Siyu was so frightened that the towels fell off, and his first reaction was to quickly put the bathrobe on his body back to cover all the spring light in front of him. Then he looked up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Bo Yan's long legs overlapped comfortably, he held the script in one hand and black tea in the other. Hearing this, he didn't react, and he didn't even turn his head to look at her, he just picked up the teacup and took a sip, and his tone was calm: "This is also my home, why can't I be here." ”

Xia Siyu hadn't been used to being alone with him for a long time, and he didn't feel relieved when he heard this, but he was still vigilant: "When did you come back?" ”

Bo Yan flipped through the script, still didn't look at her, and replied calmly: "When you slept dead in the bathtub." ”

"......" Xia Siyu was stunned for a few seconds, and then instantly exploded, angry and a little incoherent, "Bo Yan, you are too shameless, right? Then you are not ......"

What have you seen?

Bo Yan put down the script to look at her this time, and his eyes were indifferent as if he was looking at a piece of porcelain: "What haven't I seen on you?"