The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - C.118: Intimate Partner (4)

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That movement startled everyone, so much so that Hu Juyue, who was about to speak, choked on her words, took a gulp of water, and coughed fiercely.

There’s a saying: when you’re this close, it’s either a kiss or a fight.

What was Bo Yan planning to do? 𝐟r𝗲𝚎𝚠e𝐛no𝘃𝗲𝐥.c𝗼m

Xia Siyu was also taken aback, but she wasn’t as frightened as the onlookers around her.

The first thought that flashed through her mind was: This wasn’t the first time he had played this trick. He had used this method before to intentionally create ambiguity and force her to give up, to agree to his unreasonable demands!

The only difference was, maybe this time she had succumbed. He must’ve felt assured by his past successes, so now he was escalating it? To dare to play such tricks during the program recording, in front of the other guests, was utterly shameful!

She had no intention of being led around by the nose by him; she had to resist!

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, she didn’t step back; instead, she leaned in a bit further, meeting Bo Yan’s gaze directly. And her expression was one of pure anger—if glares could materialize, her eyes would be throwing knives.

That saying was right—if you’re this close, it’s not a kiss (crossed out), it’s a

The two of them locked eyes, neither willing to back down, until Hu Juyue finally intervened, calling out, “Teacher Bo, Siyu, the live broadcast is about to start. We’ve got ten minutes.”

Hearing this, both Bo Yan and Xia Siyu stepped back, with Bo Yan even nodding, “That’s right, just ten minutes left. So please, go out; I need to change clothes.”

His suitcase had been placed at the door earlier; now, with a deft movement, he pushed through the crowd, heading straight out, and rolled the suitcase in.

Before Xia Siyu could even react to his actions, Li Yiru exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Teacher Bo, what are you doing? You’re not really going to make Xia Siyu move out, are you? Let her give the room to you?”

Bo Yan didn’t answer, just quietly took out a red room card from his bag: “You can sit still, no need to move beds. Anyway, when it’s time to rest at night, just give me half the space. Don’t worry, I’ll put a bowl in the middle, so I won’t cross the line, and I hope you won’t either.”

Xia Siyu:

Everyone else: ‘

After a brief moment of shock, it was Hu Juyue who spoke: “What’s with the arrangement from the show’s crew? Can men and women cohabit like this?”

No wonder Bo Yan went straight to sleep on the couch after coming back last night—that explained it!

Bo Yan replied quite naturally: “There are only four bedrooms in the villa.”

The other double rooms were occupied by pairs of girls; he had no choice but to bunk with Wang Zisu.

Sure enough, it was Wang Zisu who finally said, “Why don’t you come and have a look with me, Teacher Bo?”

Bo Yan nodded, and even Xia Siyu got up; the group made their way to Wang Zisu’s room—which was indeed very small, with just a single bed. Bo Yan glanced at the earplugs and eye mask on the bedside table, indicating that Wang Zisu was a bit neurotic.

The show’s crew did this on purpose, didn’t they? It had to be intentional, creating this situation? Bo Yan turned back with a calm face and said to Xia Siyu: “Let’s just fairly divide the bed spaces. Don’t worry, there’s a camera. As long as you don’t come over and snuff me out at night, that’s fine.”

Before Xia Siyu could respond, Wang Zisu’s face turned slightly red, and in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s, she said, “If Teacher Bo wants to sleep alone, I can also give you my room….”