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Chapter 175: 175: Find a Boyfriend (1)

It was in Chinese, and they could tell right away it was someone looking for them. But the voice was still a bit far, probably two blocks away.

Bo Yan immediately moved away from her lips and looked at Xia Siyu once more. She was too tired yesterday, and she got up too early this morning. After getting up early, they drove for two and a half hours to Taormina, and upon arrival, they started working non-stop. From two o’clock in the afternoon until eight in the evening, and without rest after dinner, she came to climb the mountain.

After going non-stop for two days, at this moment, she finally couldn’t keep herself up anymore and completely collapsed.

Bo Yan called her gently: “Xia Siyu, Siyu?”

Xia Siyu’s elegant little nose twitched, clearly not too pleased with his calling. The corners of Bo Yan’s lips curved slightly, and he turned his head again to confirm the position of the people looking for them.

Once he was sure they couldn’t see, he finally couldn’t resist leaning in to smell her gently, to kiss her lightly. He didn’t dare to be too forceful, afraid of waking her up, only daring to use the tip of his tongue to lightly trace the outline of her lips.

Strangely enough, in the seven years since they broke up, countless women had approached him. Especially after he became famous, the number of enthusiastic female fans increased like a volcanic eruption. Sometimes when he went on roadshows out of town, there were female fans waiting at the hotel, crying and begging him to sleep with them.

In the three years since their marriage license, he paid her a lot of attention, but she was very resistant, and he had no intention of forcing her.

He was a normal man, and occasionally he, too, would get hot-headed. But the difference between humans and animals is that humans can control their emotions, suppress their impulses. Not seeing Xia Siyu was bearable, but the moment he saw her, he couldn’t help it… he wanted to be close to her.

Just like now, despite knowing she might wake up, despite knowing there were people behind them, he just couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her. He wanted to hold her in his arms, hide her away, mark her entire body with his traces, he wanted her to have a child with him.

When the director’s crew came over, the cameraman wanted to shout, but from a distance, they saw Bo Yan standing in the middle of the street, his index finger outstretched, placed in front of his lips, softly gesturing a “shush.”

He then pointed behind him, revealing that Xia Siyu was sitting askew on the bench, sound asleep.

When the director’s crew hurried over, Bo Yan smiled faintly and tried to keep his voice as low as possible: “Sorry about that. Both our phones are out of battery, and since the layout here looks quite similar, we got lost.”

Of course, the director wouldn’t say anything, but the cameraman added: “Sorry, Teacher Bo, it was us who left first.”

Bo Yan smiled: “No, it’s mainly me, I wanted to see the scenery in Italy. A place like this, who knows when we’ll have the chance to come back. The scenery is very beautiful.”

While speaking, Bo Yan noticed one of the cameramen still carrying his equipment, he immediately spoke up: “You guys, you didn’t film anything, did you? She’s an actress, and this kind of scene shouldn’t be filmed.”

In the agreement they had signed beforehand, there was a clause that, unless necessary, scenes of sleeping were not allowed to be filmed, as they weren’t very elegant. The cameraman was aware of this and nodded, putting down his equipment.

“Let’s head back then.”

Speaking of going back, there was a dilemma. Xia Siyu was asleep and seemed to be sleeping particularly soundly. From here to the hotel, there was still a distance. Should they wake her up, or carry her back?