Chapter 457: Chapter 456 Habits (5)
 

Bo Yan had just been pretending to take a bath on the side, but in reality, every move Xia Siyu made was under his control.

Xia Siyu already felt hollow, and naturally, it was tormenting him even more. But he could endure it.

This woman was too wild, and he played kite-flying with her, which involved a delicate balance of pulling and letting go. Too tight a grip and the string would snap from stress, but too loose, and someone else might lead her away.

A cycle of tension and relaxation is the way of both civil and military affairs, and it must be applied in relationships between men and women, too.

But now, it was Xia Siyu who had thrown herself into his arms, and of course, he wasn’t foolish enough to push her away. He just circled her waist and asked her, “Do you want to continue?”

Xia Siyu had a lot of spirit, and even though she was already limp and without a shred of strength, intoxicated as she was, she still made an effort to extend her paw and push him away, “No.”

“Really don’t want to?”

“You’re so annoying!” Xia Siyu, who had drunk too much, finally found her fighting spirit. Annoyed by Bo Yan, she swung a punch at him. Unfortunately, her aim wasn’t great; it was meant for his face but landed squarely on his chest instead. Bo Yan had already caught her hand, steadying her to sit on him.

It was like Xia Siyu was pushing forward to retreat while hitting backward, and her fighting spirit was off the charts amongst women, leaving them in the dust. But what could be done? She was his wife, taken for better or worse, and divorce wasn’t an option.

When Xia Siyu was still conscious, her heart was in hell, but her body was in heaven. Later, even her heart and mind were lost. She decided not to think about it and could only drift along with him after the effects of the alcohol and exhaustion took over…

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Perhaps it was because she had been very active last night, or maybe because she had taken a bath, her body was extremely weary. She hadn’t drunk much, but she had drunk too quickly and gotten drunk all at once, so her mind was a bit foggy.

Being both sleepy and tired meant that she slept a very deep sleep.

Before this, she had work every day. Even if she started in the afternoon, she had to get up early. Getting ready, makeup, and the commute took several hours. By the time she got home and finished her nightly routine, it was already past midnight. And that was when her schedule wasn’t too tight; sometimes, with a tighter schedule, she had to run to several places in the morning, afternoon, and evening. Not to mention the exhaustion of travel and having to keep a smile on during meals.

Being tired with Bo Yan was a physical thing. Work left her both physically and mentally drained.

Xia Siyu’s sleep quality had always been excellent, managing to fall asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. But even with this intense work schedule, going non-stop for years without a break, she was beginning to feel overwhelmed.

—Or perhaps, it was because Bo Yan hadn’t been by her side during those days, leaving her feeling somewhat empty. Roaming around the house felt eerily silent like being in another world.

Even Xia Siyu herself hadn’t realized that over these past months, she had grown accustomed to having Bo Yan around. Even if they didn’t sleep in the same room, share a bed, or engage in activities, having someone there, even someone she disliked, was still better than being alone, where tears, laughter, and tantrums were her only company.

When she woke up the next morning in Bo Yan’s arms again, she turned her head to look at his sleeping face. She no longer screamed or got angry like before. Habit was indeed a scary thing; Bo Yan’s breath, Bo Yan’s body, everything about Bo Yan, had become like a dense web ensnaring her, and she was deeply entrenched, unable to extricate herself.