Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

As we all know, Xia Siyu dropped out of school until his sophomore year, and had not even done a PPT. For many years after dropping out of school, she hardly used a computer except to check who was scolding herself on Weibo. Now that we have mobile phones, I don't play PC very much.

Faced with the huge number of search entries, she was a bit stunned.

She didn't know how to search, what books to search, and how to read.

I tried to enter the system, but she didn't know what book to search, even if she could search, she was a bit at a loss.

Bo Yan quickly checked the items he wanted to read. He took a notebook and wrote down with a pen. Looking back, Xia Siyu was still looking dumbfounded at the computer, he sighed, walked over by himself, and walked around behind her, with his head gently pressed to her ear, one hand on her hand holding the mouse , Help her retrieve: "Here."

At this moment, he just put his chest against her back, lowered his head, holding her hand in one hand to help her manipulate the mouse, and the other slender, well-knotted hand jumping on the keyboard.

Xia Siyu has been intimate with him too many times, and now she kisses and does things, and she no longer feels embarrassed and nervous. However, it was this kind of grand proximity to the public area that gave her an awkward closeness.

This is the archives, there is no one around, but it is also a public area.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes focused thinly. This dog man is more reliable when he is not making trouble with her and doing things seriously. Sure enough, he retrieved the project very quickly and said softly: "Okay."

Xia Siyu nodded, took a look, trying to remember with his brain. Bo Yan asked her: "Did you bring the pen?"

Xia Siyu naturally shook his head: "I have a brain, I have a memory!"

Bo Yan sighed, wrote it down for her, and tore the one to her: "This."

Xia Siyu took the entry, but still felt as if he was laughing at his IQ, a little uncomfortable kicked his shoes towards the bookshelf.

Finding books in archives is similar to libraries. She took the item, first found the major category, and then searched the bookshelves row by row. After finally finding the book she wanted, she looked up and found it at the top level.

Xia Siyu stood on tiptoe. It's a pity that I came here today to read, and she didn't wear high heels either. The height of 168 is not enough for the first time. If I am a few centimeters taller, I can't touch the pages of the book when I stand on my tiptoe. It's a pity that there are no stools and pedals around, and it is difficult to get the highest level of bibliography by her height.

She hesitated for a while, but she couldn't do it, so she took off her shoes and stepped on the partition on the first floor to try.

It just so happened that Bo Yan had already found all the books he was looking for. When he turned around, he saw Xia Siyu standing on tiptoe, trying to find books.

Bo Yan didn't need any hesitation, and came straight up: "I'll help you get it."

Xia Siyu glanced back at him, but did not object.

So Bo Yan put his book aside, walked behind her, and helped her find the book. He was behind him, she was in front, her thin tall figure held her all in his arms.

Although he did not hug. But he stuck to her back and raised his arms, almost surrounding her. In front of her is the bookshelf, and behind her is him. He blocked the light behind the obliquely, as if hers were all covered by him.

The man's voice is deep, mellow, like a glass of wine: "Is that this?"

As soon as she turned her head, she happened to meet thin eyes.