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Chapter 856: 847 A Song (3)

Chapter 856: Chapter 847 A Song (3)

Xia Siyu asked again, “I heard you’re going to sing at the party tonight?”

After a while, Bo Yan rubbed against something and his voice was very low, almost inaudible unless they were in the same room: “Mhm.”

Xia Siyu was a bit angry. What did he mean? How come she never knew Bo Yan could sing? Whether it was when they were dating, after they got married, or even now when they are in love, he had never sung to her. It’s fine if he wants to sing on stage now, but he should at least sing to her first. Isn’t she his little darling?

Xia Siyu said, “Is it just singing, or is there dancing too?”

If he also choreographed a dance routine and didn’t show her, she would break his legs!

Bo Yan didn’t speak for a long while. Xia Siyu waited and then deliberately puffed up her small chest: “I’m asking you.”

After a long time, Bo Yan replied unclearly: “No dancing.”

Xia Siyu felt a bit better, but she was still unsatisfied. After all, Bo Yan had not sung his first song to her.

Xia Siyu asked again, “I didn’t know you could sing. What song are you going to sing?”

Bo Yan didn’t answer.

Xia Siyu puffed up her chest again: “Bo Yan, what song are you singing? Bo Yan, Bo Yan?”

She called several times, but Bo Yan didn’t respond. She nudged him again and found out that Bo Yan had already fallen asleep.

Just as Xia Siyu was about to lose her temper, she suddenly noticed dark circles under Bo Yan’s eyes and a blue stubble on his chin. Clearly, he had been very busy these past few days. He flew over to see her today, squeezing out some time from his hectic schedule.

When Xia Siyu pushed him away, he didn’t wake up. He just turned over, adjusted his position, and quickly drifted off into a deep sleep.

Although Xia Siyu was still a bit upset, her body honestly helped him remove the somewhat damp towel he had on and covered him with a blanket. Bo Yan usually was a light sleeper who would wake up at the slightest movement, but this time he seemed exhausted, curling up under the blanket and continuing to sleep soundly.

Hmm, I’ll punish you by making you sing for me first thing tomorrow morning. No singing, no leaving!

Xia Siyu also prepared to rest, habitually zipping up her pajamas. Only after zipping did she realize they were a bit tight – this outfit was really small! It was easy to zip up, but a pain to take off. She struggled with all her might and finally managed to remove it, so exhausted that she didn’t have the energy to find a new set of pajamas and just curled up under another corner of the blanket to sleep.

Damn it, I will never wear this damn sexy pajamas again; it’s practically anti-human!

**

However, Xia Siyu didn’t hear Bo Yan sing that song the next morning.

Bo Yan had set an alarm for six o’clock when he arrived; a nine o’clock flight, eleven o’clock landing, then a taxi to the TV station, he would definitely get there before one o’clock.

Though the performance he was attending was live, the singing was pre-recorded—it had already been recorded today, and tomorrow he just needed to sync his lips. He had hurried over to see Xia Siyu, having barely slept the past couple of days, spending them in the recording studio before heading to the airport.

Though he woke at six, it was the longest he had slept in a week.

When the alarm went off, he turned off his phone, thinking of lying down for a few more minutes. But Xia Siyu seemed to be woken by the noise too and stretched her hand out to turn the noise off.

But as she did, she accidentally touched his “parts.”