The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

He put on his bathrobe again, this time tying it very tightly before getting up unhurriedly. He cleaned the wax off his body and didn’t go looking for her directly. Instead, he returned to his own room to get a room card—it was Wei Jingjing’s room card.

In the middle of the night, Xia Siyu had nowhere else to go. She could only head to Wei Jingjing’s room.

Sorry, but he had booked the entire row of rooms. Originally, Wei Jingjing and Song Fengzhi were staying downstairs, but Bo Yan had kindly upgraded her to a suite, moving her up to this floor. Having the opportunity to stay in a larger room, Wei Jingjing was certainly willing and had trotted upstairs eagerly.

What she hadn’t expected was that, while Bo Yan upgraded her room for free, he naturally also took another room card for it.

Bo Yan was utterly composed as he walked straight up to Wei Jingjing’s door and knocked: “Are you in there?”

Xia Siyu was certainly inside; she hadn’t expected Bo Yan to free himself so quickly. But it didn’t matter, she had dripped the wax and pulled the rope. Even though the scenario where she flogged him senseless hadn’t happened, she had still let off some steam. At that moment, she had no intention of opening the door. Did she look stupid?

With a smug laugh, she said from inside: “If you can, come on in!”

Bo Yan replied from outside: “Come out then.”

Xia Siyu responded: “You come in.”

She had expected Bo Yan to be frustrated all night. Instead, he immediately answered: “Since you’re inviting me so warmly, then I’ll come in.”

After saying that, he swiped the room card and opened the door.

Ever since yesterday, when Bo Yan didn’t even pretend and boldly took an umbrella to Xia Siyu’s room in front of her, Wei Jingjing knew how far those two had progressed. Luckily, when Xia Siyu had asked her to prepare those “instruments of torture,” she had the foresight to replace them with less dangerous substitutes.

After the whipping, Xia Siyu slipped into her room, triumphantly suggesting that her “instruments of torture” gave Bo Yan a bit of a hard time, while Wei Jingjing thought to herself, “Oh, my naïve sister, just look at your IQ. Competing with Bo Yan in a battle of wits is a dead end for you.”

Sure enough, there was Bo Yan, confidently swiping open her room door, appearing right in front of them both!

Xia Siyu was infuriated at the sight: “How did you get in?”

She turned towards Wei Jingjing: “You traitor! Did you give him the room card?” She must have buckled under Bo Yan’s threats and temptations and handed over the room card.

Wei Jingjing quickly shook her head: “I didn’t!” She might have switched the candles and the rope, but she wouldn’t go that far!

Bo Yan watched the internal squabble unfold with a leisurely gaze, then kindly offered a piece of advice: “She didn’t give it to me. I helped her upgrade to this room for free, so I also have a room card.”

Damn, this jerk had been waiting for this all along; she hadn’t seen it coming at all!

Xia Siyu also hid behind Wei Jingjing: “No, I refuse! And this is in front of an outsider, I won’t leave this room. You’ve already broken two of the three rules you promised me!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Bo Yan’s temper was always particularly good at such times: “Since it’s inconvenient for Jingjing to be here and you don’t want to leave, then Jingjing can go to your room first. As long as I’m with you, any place will do for me.”

Wei Jingjing had a full head of black lines, and only at this moment did she truly realize how crafty Bo Yan could be.