Xia Siyu quickly replied, "Not talking to you anymore."
Then she put down her phone and sat upright on the couch, poised and still.
Bo Yan soon emerged from the bathroom. Xia Siyu instantly put up her defenses, hugging her arms and looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Bo Yan, however, remained calm. This time, he had put on a bathrobe, the belt loosely tied, and she could vaguely make out that he wasn't wearing shorts underneath. Bo walked along, dabbing at the water droplets on his hair with a towel, and upon reaching the bedroom, casually tossed the towel into the laundry basket.
Xia Siyu immediately tensed up, thinking, See, it's starting! He's starting! If a man doesn't break through this barrier, he's just coy. But once he does, he'll be openly flirting!
She really wanted to smack her own head. How did she ever think this man was reserved? Reserved, my foot! He's clearly a wolf with unsatisfied desires!