Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

After cleaning it up a bit, he immediately washed and cleaned up, took off his pajamas, only in shorts, and came in joyfully and nervously all the way.

Xia Siyu still kept the posture of sleeping on his side just after removing his makeup. He lifted the quilt and got in too. After thinking about it, he leaned closer to her. After thinking about it again, she moved her head to her shoulders, as if she was sleeping on her shoulders, and the two were very close.

This time, Xia Siyu finally did not reach out to hug him, nor rubbed him.

Bo Yan turned his head, and the dim bedside lamp shone, as if it gave her face a soft light. Her face was fresh and clean at this time, without a trace of oil paint, but still amazingly beautiful.

He gently kissed her between her eyebrows, turned his head to turn off the light, and moved his head to her forehead.

He likes ~ she, not ~ she.

Holding her, and cuddling with her, it seems that what I am missing, the feeling of family, has gradually emerged.

That was when he was very young, when his parents hadn't died unexpectedly, there are only a few memories in his heart about the family of three.

Apart from her, it has been a long, long time no one has given him this kind of family warmth.

**

Xia Siyu was dreaming again.

She lived in Sicily when she was young. Although she usually lived with her mother, occasionally, her father would come from China.

In fact, Xia Youbiao likes her very much and also likes her mother very much. Although his mother said that she hated him very much, she hated the Xia family even more, and she didn't want to go back to China with him. But every time before he came, his mother would dress her up and make her beautiful.

She still remembers the happiest time at that time, when Xia Youbiao and her mother took her with her in the summer, and the three of them went to the beach on vacation. Dad played with her in the sand, swimming together, surfing together, and let her ride a horse, let her sit on her shoulders, teasing her up and down, saying that the child grows tall.

She didn't quite understand at that time, Xia Youbiao took her to have fun during the day, and at night she dragged the doll, insisting on squeezing a bed with her father and mother. Xia Youbiao had no choice but to scrape her little nose, hug her up, and let her sleep in the middle, holding her father's arm on the left and leaning on her mother on the right, sleeping very contentedly.

Since then, she has been particularly fond of buying large toys, and she also likes to sleep with a pillow at night.

But later, as she grew up, the conflict between her mother and the Xia family never eased. Xia Youbiao often came, but every time she came, her face was more tired. She also gradually became aware of the contradictions between her parents, and the contradictions between her mother and the Xia family. Although she was still acting like a baby, she did not have the waywardness of her childhood.

Only the habit of sleeping with the doll was retained.

——Just like now.

Wait, Xia Siyu didn't open her eyes, she squeezed intentionally, her hand seemed to really be holding an arm. But this arm. It doesn't seem to be the same as the one from my dad in my memory. It's leaner, more powerful, and slender.

And this smell, not like that of Mom and Dad, how does it feel-like a silly word?

Xia Siyu was so scared that she quickly woke up, and she was indeed stunned when she opened her eyes. She had just thought right, what she was holding was indeed a thin arm. He was naked, with only a pair of shorts under his body.

Moreover, the place where she was kicked that day seemed to wake up...