He instinctively replied directly, "We’ll talk later if there’s anything."

As a result, the person at the door paused for a moment, then asked in English, "Is this room 1001? You..."

Before the words were finished, Xia Siyu suddenly remembered something and immediately raised her neck: "It’s me, it’s me! Hold on, hold on!"

Then she pushed Bo Yan aside with one force, who was still on top of her, suddenly shoved him to the edge of the bed, and he fell down. Fortunately, the floor was carpeted, so while he fell off the bed, it didn’t hurt.

Xia Siyu didn’t pay attention, hurriedly rushed barefoot to the door, acting like a thief, quickly pulled the door open. The server was just about to say: "Hello, your meal..."

Xia Siyu quickly gestured "shh", then grabbed a handful of Canadian dollars and stuffed them into his hand, casually pulled away his cart, and promptly closed the door.

Bo Yan hadn’t gotten up yet, but didn’t even need to raise his head; his nose caught a strong aroma.

No doubt about it, the only reason Xia Siyu could be this excited at night was because of a midnight snack.

No wonder, when hugging her earlier, although she looked almost the same on the outside as before, she felt heavier. With such a high level of physical activity, muscles were being built up; she hadn’t slimmed down at all, all the fat had transformed into muscle.

She probably also noticed her weight was trending upwards again, so Wei Jingjing definitely wouldn’t allow her to eat more, especially no midnight snacks. That’s why Xia Siyu was acting like a guerrilla, handling everything lightly, insisting not to let Wei Jingjing know.

Xia Siyu still pretended, "Our martial arts coach said I should eat a bit more, otherwise during the action scenes, I’ll be limp and the hits won’t have any power."

This is a tall tale; she’s simply a foodie, worried about getting fat. So to eat more, she simply had to train more to compensate.

However, Bo Yan indeed hoped she’d eat more. Most female celebrities tend to be thin, easily falling into suboptimal health conditions. Especially those who solely rely on eating less to lose weight, they’re more prone to problems. But gaining weight isn’t necessarily a fatal flaw for them; hence for well-being, it’s still eat more and exercise more. A slimmer figure with a heavier weight, he could still hold her.

When Bo Yan finally got up, he opened the serving tray. Wow, Xia Siyu really knew how to eat; she ordered a plate of seafood pasta, a small dish of palmiers, a small serving of foie gras with caviar, and a mojito on top of that.

Bo Yan turned around and asked, "Don’t you usually eat dinner? With all this, can you finish it?"

Actually, he already knew when he picked her up earlier, Xia Siyu couldn’t possibly skip dinner. Her weight was absolutely from late-night snacking.

Xia Siyu grinned awkwardly, "I was just jogging, very tired. I ordered whatever seemed yummy. Normally, I can’t eat this much."

Seeing Bo Yan’s expression of disbelief, she chuckled, trying to please him, "Did you have dinner? If not, you can have a bite too."

"Alright." Though he knew Xia Siyu was just being polite, he nodded.

Xia Siyu still pretended to be courteous, "Then you go ahead first."

Bo Yan nodded, "Okay, then I won’t be polite."

"Hey, hold on," Xia Siyu pleaded, "just eat one bite."

Bo Yan nodded, "Don’t worry, I’ll only take one forkful, I’ll just have a sip of the drink."

He picked up a fork, stuck it right in the center of the pasta. Twirled the fork, wrapped all the pasta up, and then stuffed the whole forkful into his mouth in one go.

Xia Siyu was stunned, he indeed only took one forkful, but with that one forkful, he almost finished all the pasta, except for a few shrimp and clams that weren’t twirled up and eaten, leaving only the decorative basil leaf.

Then Bo Yan picked up the wine glass, tilted his head back, looking ready to down it in one go too.

Xia Siyu hurriedly grabbed it back when he drank halfway, managed to save half of the Mojito, quickly stuffed the foie gras with caviar in her mouth, finished the shrimp and clams, protectively held the glass of wine behind her.

Bo Yan wasn’t the least bit bothered by her displeased look, purposely teased her, "Didn’t you say to let me take a sip? I haven’t finished my drink yet."

Forget it, if he drank any more, she wouldn’t have anything left. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Xia Siyu hurriedly drained the glass in one go. Drinking too fast made her choke. Bo Yan hurriedly came over to pat her back: "Eating so much at night and drinking too, you sure are living the good life."

Xia Siyu was just about to turn around and retort angrily, but as she turned her head, maybe from drinking too fast, she got a little light-headed.

She usually wouldn’t sneak drinks because drinking makes her retain water the next day. But today, John said he’d treat her to a drink, enticing her craving, so she ordered the Mojito. Also, typical Mojito’s alcohol level is around ten percent, slightly stronger than beer, but this hotel’s Mojito is made with high-proof rum, lime, mint, and sparkling wine, making it stronger.

Even though she’s gone from passing out after one bottle of beer to one and a half bottles, she’s still not good with alcohol. This half glass of Mojito hit her, immediately gave her a slightly tipsy feeling. Especially, she’s about to start her period.

It’s common knowledge that people about to start their periods tend to have mood swings and are super snacky, but their alcohol tolerance is lower than usual, making them more likely to get drunk.

Her eyes suddenly looked a bit hazy, in a mildly intoxicated state, with her fighting spirit at an all-time high.

She slapped at Bo Yan’s face with precision, "Eating my pasta and drinking my wine, yet still nagging."

Bo Yan saw her glazed expression and knew she was tipsy, quickly grabbed her hand, showing some concern, "You don’t... usually drink this much, do you?"

Though this girl has an impressive fighting power when sober or tipsy, he feared some ill-intentioned person might get her drunk and take advantage.

"None of your business." Xia Siyu struggled to get up from his side, went to the nightstand to prepare to call the front desk, "Is this the bar? I’m the guest in Room 1001, please send me another cup... no, a dozen Mojitos. I want all the flavors."

Wow, so she plans not to stop until she’s thoroughly drunk?

Though Bo Yan was watching from the side, she probably wouldn’t run into any serious trouble, this girl’s drinking habit was overly exaggerated. Bo Yan found it funny, but also a bit worried, "So many, can you finish them all?"

"Who says I can’t! Who says I’m drunk! No one is allowed to fight me for it!"

Got it, hearing these words usually means she is indeed already drunk.

Bo Yan was thinking of a way to prevent Xia Siyu from getting completely plastered, then she mumbled, "With you here, I dare to order so many."

Just that sentence, Bo Yan immediately felt soft-hearted. Xia Siyu might seem ferocious normally, but she still had a sense of propriety. She really knew when she could be willful and when she had to hold it together.