This guy, the bigger he gets, the more he's like a big baby, needing to be coaxed. Bo Yan had to put down his phone first.
Luckily, he had washed up earlier, pulled the curtains, and turned off the lights in the room, leaving everything in darkness. He climbed into bed and embraced her, but still took out his phone.
Xia Siyu smacked his phone away: "It's bad for your eyes."
"Alright, I won't look." Bo Yan put the phone aside, and Xia Siyu snuggled into his arms, not only finding a familiar spot but also having him place his palm on her abdomen, using his body warmth to warm herself.
In the dark, Xia Siyu's voice was nonchalant as usual: "I know what you're trying to do. It's unnecessary. They say that a thousand people have a thousand Hamlets. Whatever you shout here, some people will always make their own associations, and the end result is mutual destruction."
Bo Yan laughed at her: "I thought you only read classical literature, and now you're reading Shakespeare?"
