Bo Yan never expected that this guy would still be lurking around for him here. It’s really ungentlemanly, bullying an honest comrade like him. He immediately reached out to block her path.

Xia Siyu was still smiling, "Oh, why are you blocking me? I’m giving the bathtub to you; I’m such a good person. Letting you enjoy this entire tub of hot water all for yourself, with rose petals as companions too."

Bo Yan also nodded, "I’m kind-hearted too. I just noticed you weren’t washing thoroughly enough, so I came to help you with a deep clean."

Xia Siyu quickly laughed and declined, "No need, I appreciate your kind offer. Soaking for too long isn’t good for the body, so keep it up."

This guy’s twisted logic wouldn’t lead her astray. Bo Yan stopped with idle talk and took immediate action, putting her in her place. The process was quite intense; half the water from the bathtub was gone, and rose petals were scattered all over the bathroom.

Xia Siyu’s face was as red as the rose petals, not only from the activity but also from soaking in the bath too long. Bo Yan turned around and handed her a glass of red wine. Alcohol boosts blood circulation, making her skin look as pretty as a fresh, dewy petal, impossible not to pick.

This guy could turn simple intimacy into a cat-and-mouse game, always requiring wit and courage to get close to her. Turns out, she reads too many ancient texts and always acts like the nobleman while playing as the young widow next door. It turned into a playful chase of advance and retreat. Fortunately, Bo Yan didn’t mind these amateur games. How should I put it? Xia Siyu’s liveliness was like a running stream pouring into a placid well, creating ripples.

If he were without her, his life would probably lack a lot of fun.

But at this moment, Xia Siyu was at her most delicate, lying in Bo Yan’s arms and making demands again, "I want to drink wine."

Bo Yan gently shook his head, "You can’t drink too much; it’s a burden on the heart."

Indeed, drinking a little chilled wine while soaking is quite delightful, but drinking wine in the bath isn’t recommended, especially for people with cardiovascular issues.

"I’m thirsty," as she turned to get it, Bo Yan moved the glass aside, "Wait until you get out."

"I want it now." She wouldn’t care about her limits, Bo Yan not letting her have it meant she went for it.

Bo Yan said, "Be good."

"No," Xia Siyu insisted, "You haven’t touched me for more than ten days, yet you craved for me earlier like that. Why can’t I have a few sips?"

Bo Yan nearly choked on her words, and Xia Siyu seized the chance to secure half a glass, sipping it in small amounts like a hamster.

Bo Yan could only pat her head, wondering how despite acting mature, she still manages to surprise with quirky behavior. Yet, sometimes, she could be wise beyond expectations.

But after two sips, Xia Siyu handed the glass back to him, Bo Yan took it from her hand and drank. The fine matured wine was rich in tannins, with a full structure. That slight bitterness quickly transformed into sweetness, after drinking, a hint of alcohol rushed to the head, giving a transcendent feeling.

Nevertheless, Bo Yan was slightly worried, "Earlier, I seemed to have forgotten to wear a raincoat..."

Xia Siyu seemed unbothered, "I just finished my cycle, how could I possibly hit the jackpot? My cycle always extends over thirty days."

That’s indeed the case. Although she experienced her period for six or seven days each time, she had long cycles. When regular, they were every thirty to forty days; now, they aren’t as regular, always later, never early. Based on biological clock knowledge, her danger period is in the middle, and she just started her cycle, so if she actually won that ’lottery,’ then let it be!

Bo Yan noticed she didn’t mind discussing such matters and felt relieved. Initially, he couldn’t understand why Xia Siyu didn’t want children, but now, after being with her for a long time, he suddenly felt that having children was really optional.

In a world of two people, sometimes an additional child might make things feel crowded. Xia Siyu’s personality still seemed child-like, and even when taking care of her, he felt like both a husband and a father. Adding one more might just stress him out. Besides, their work kept them both busy, she had her career and he had his pursuits, neither of them willing to give up work. Even if they had money to hire a nanny, it still wouldn’t feel right.

Therefore, in a foreseeable future, he would still strive to take protective measures. Keeping the body well isn’t for making babies, just for their health. If it happened, so be it. If not, then not. After all, with modern medicine, having children at forty isn’t too late.

Before, when she adamantly refused, he really wanted it. But now, it seems he’s past that age where it matters whether they have a child, as long as she lives well.

Speaking of kids, let’s talk about the Golden Moon Awards. The awards ceremony was just days away. At least on Bo Yan’s side, he received a notice that his chances of winning this year were slim.

Having won two Best Actor awards, his thirst for awards had diminished. Winning would be wonderful, like icing on a cake. Not winning would mean his performances need more work. However, it’s different for Xia Siyu. This is her last year to compete against Shang Feifei. If she doesn’t win the Golden Moon Award, she would basically lose the race. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

He was even more afraid to ask her about her chances of winning because of this. Although Xia Siyu was strong, enduring her low periods mostly on her own, even with him by her side.

Despite having gone through all that, Bo Yan was confident that Xia Siyu was no longer the reckless person she once was. Still, the award seemed always just slightly out of reach for her.

If she’d been lucky, she might have snagged one or two awards by now, rather than having just one Best Supporting Actress trophy.

During their quarantine, Director Ji called, but he didn’t say much about her winning chances, just mentioned that, as before, voting was close, advising her to be prepared for possibly not winning. Commercial films were indeed unpopular at the Golden Moon Awards.