The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Wife (3)
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The two of them stared face to face, but although Xia Siyu had a smile on her face, her eyes were full of daggers. Bo Yan’s mouth was curved into a smile, and there was a leisurely determination in his gaze.

True to his actor origins, he could put on a show of affection like no other. Xia Youbiao was fooled by it, and he even laughed, “Really? You two want to throw a full-month celebration?”

Speaking of a full-month celebration, it certainly meant having a baby. A baby isn’t conceived by some miracle, so it must be the result of the hard work between husband and wife.

As for that process of creation…

Bo Yan was dead serious. Perhaps because he usually appeared so cold and icy, his words now seemed extremely solemn, “Hmm, I’m in the midst of trying.”

And by trying, he indeed meant he was trying to sleep with her, no errors there.

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Xia Siyu was furious. But since they were in front of Xia Sicai, she couldn’t expose him right away, so she could only say indignantly, “Who wants to have a child with you!”

Unexpectedly, Bo Yan responded at once, with a soothing tone as if coaxing a child, “Okay, if you don’t want a child, then we won’t have one. Having a little brat would indeed be like having a lightbulb around, let’s enjoy a few more years of just the two of us.”

She didn’t mean she wanted to experience ‘just the two of us’, she just didn’t want to go through the process of making a baby with him.

Xia Siyu wanted to retort, but Xia Youbiao came up with the words of an old father, “It’s fine for young people to want to play around for a few more years. Anyway, with advanced medicine nowadays, you can have a child whenever you want. I know you are both artists, and having a child can interrupt work, you don’t have to worry about me, I won’t rush you to have one. As long as you two are happy, Dad will be happy.”

“Dad, I…” Xia Siyu couldn’t hold it in any longer and immediately turned around to object.

But she had only said two words when Bo Yan pulled her back, still smiling, “When do big brother and sister-in-law plan to have kids?”

The mention of Xia Sicai made Xia Siyu bristle, and although she had intended to leave, she continued to stay by Bo Yan’s side.

Bo Yi turned his head to look at Xia Sicai, who was also looking at him, “Of course. Let it be natural, we don’t have as many concerns as you do when it comes to having children. Though it indeed affects work, as long as we manage our time well, it’s not a problem.”

A single sentence from Sicai also reminded Bo Yi.

He immediately started to retaliate, “Bo Yan, since when have you and Siyu become so close? During New Year’s, you two barely interacted.”

Bo Yan remained calm, “At that time… There wasn’t enough time to understand each other.”

Married for three years and still no time to understand each other? And then suddenly making a leap in just half a year? Who are you kidding?

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Bo Yan continued to narrate colorfully, “Then I was filming a movie, and she just happened to play the female lead. We also shot a variety show, and just so happened to share a room. For three or four months, we were together day and night, living under the same roof.”

Bo Yi couldn’t help but add, “Don’t tell me you two fell in love over time.”

Bo Yan considered it carefully; if “day” were a verb, it seemed there was no mistake in that statement. But Xia Siyu certainly wouldn’t be pleased. He thought for a moment and said firmly, “Nonsense, I’m not so superficial. It’s lust at first sight.”

Is there even a difference?

As the time for the banquet was nearing, Bo Yi didn’t have the leisure to banter anymore, and pulling Sicai along, prepared to leave. He had just taken a couple of steps when Bo Yan called out, “Wait a moment.”

Bo Yi paused in his step, his brows slightly furrowed, “What’s the matter?”

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