The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 176

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Find a Boyfriend (2)

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The other members of the production team exchanged glances. Although there were quite a few people who had come out, including female assistants, Xia Siyu was a celebrity, after all. Just now, Bo Yan had said that she was sleeping soundly and should not be disturbed.

Since they couldn’t wake her up, and she couldn’t walk back by herself, that meant they had to carry her back, right?

But who would carry her, and how? Would it be a man or a woman? Should they use a princess carry, piggyback her, or lift her by her limbs? It’s a pity they hadn’t brought a stretcher over; that would have solved the problem perfectly.

Even if a woman were to carry her, it would take a lot of strength to do so all the way back. So, it had to be one of the men.

As a consequence, the gazes of the people from the production team involuntarily settled on the only guest present, Bo Yan.

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It was Bo Yan who stepped forward, and though his expression showed a hint of reluctance, he still said with some difficulty, “I’ll carry her back.”

In many idol dramas, the male lead romantically carries the female lead all the way, but in reality, while the princess carry is romantic, it’s heavy!

Generally, the male lead has slender arms and legs, and appears frailer than the female lead, yet he still manages to carry her all the way back home. How fake.

Carrying her on his back would save both time and effort, and isn’t as intimate, which indeed makes it a lot more gentlemanly. When Bo Yan made this suggestion, no one objected.

People from the directorial team even praised him, “Teacher Bo is such a good person. He rushed back yesterday and was busy all day today, and now he even has to carry someone back.”

Bo Yan just gave a faint smile, his facial expression slightly reluctant, but on the whole, still gentle.

He even specifically called over two female assistants from the production team to help lift her onto his back. When he was carrying her, his arms went through the bend of her legs, and he was very gentlemanly about it, making fists with both hands to show that they would not wander inappropriately.

Although the cameras were off, such behavior still won the favor of others. Bo Yan carried her on his back, walking upwards all the way, with Xia Siyu leaning against his spine, her head resting on his shoulder.

They say “a good woman never weighs over a hundred,” but Xia Siyu, who practiced boxing, was all muscle, not one of those flabby types. Plus, she loved to eat, so her weight was definitely over a hundred. But Bo Yan, who worked out regularly with well-defined abs, had no trouble carrying Xia Siyu.

As they walked, sometimes when he felt his strength waning and Xia Siyu began to slide down, he would make an effort to bump her up.

And so, as Bo Yan walked, he kept bumping her up periodically…

Because his movements were gentle, Xia Siyu didn’t wake up. And since he maintained the “gentleman’s hands,” the directorial team had no objections to his actions.

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Since Xia Siyu was asleep, the directors walking alongside didn’t dare to speak loudly for fear of waking her up. As the group made their way back, no one dared to speak. Aside from the sound of footsteps, no other sounds were heard.

Perhaps Xia Siyu felt uncomfortable sleeping, she slightly tilted her head, leaning towards Bo Yan’s side, with her lips just beside his ear. Bo Yan didn’t need to turn his head, he just felt her soft breathing at his ear, stirring his fine hair. The streetlight stretched their shadows long. Their silhouettes, nestled together, looked as though there was no gap between them, intimate and inseparable.

From here to the hotel was about a kilometer. Though it wasn’t a long journey, he found himself wishing that this road had no end, that he could just keep walking on forever.