Chapter 18 Living Together (4)

The two were merely half a meter apart.

Bo Yan must have just removed his makeup, his face devoid of the thick layers of cosmetics. The slicked-back hairdo from the drama had been loosened a bit by the makeup artist, losing its rigidity and restraint, yet gaining a casual imperious aura.

At such a close distance, she could faintly catch the scent of his cologne, subtle and elusive. He stood before her, his face largely expressionless, but his eyes never left her.

Especially those eyes. Bo Yan's irises were a light shade, and he had peach blossom eyes. Under the dim light, they gave a fantastical impression of a world of glass, snow, and red plum blossoms, an almost surreal illusion. When he wasn't smiling, his gaze appeared profound and concentrated, but his smile was never frivolous; instead, it carried a reserved sharpness that was incredibly captivating.

It was with such eyes, only half a meter from her, that he gazed at her earnestly. He looked at her face, her eyes. He observed her proud chin slightly raised, her round almond-shaped eyes glaring with anger, and her defiant, pert nose.

As he looked, he stepped even closer.

The distance between them was no more than thirty centimeters.

This was a dangerous signal for Xia Siyu, who had spent years acting and performing in love scenes. She had stood opposite many handsome male stars, but none had exerted as much pressure on her as Bo Yan did at this moment.

But Xia Siyu wasn't the delicate and bully-able flower that she portrayed on screen, who would react to the advance of a domineering love interest by bashfully staring at her toes and blushing, waiting for his kiss.

Facing Bo Yan's proximity, she didn't retreat but advanced instead, boldly taking a step forward. Then she lifted her chin, facing him with pride and looking directly into his eyes, undaunted.

If there were cameras rolling, the face-to-face frame of these two could have easily been cut into a shot.

They were so close they could smell each other's breath.

Xia Siyu hadn't removed her makeup, still bearing her elaborate facial art. Although she often played demure roles in films, shedding tears with a drop of the head or a furrow of the brow, her real-life personality was forthright and straightforward. Coupled with her various hot-headed and scandal-filled rumors, male actors dared not offend her lightly during scenes.

And so it was at this moment. Although her makeup made her look like an innocent flower, with her own aura, she elevated herself to a level where she could stand on equal footing with Bo Yan. If Bo Yan showed even a slight sign of faltering, she would immediately strike like a snake following a stick, seizing the commanding height of the atmosphere and retaliating with her fierce tactics.

But Bo Yan neither backed down nor showed weakness.

Facing Xia Siyu's provocation, he instead—leaned slightly forward, his face approaching closer.

Bear in mind, they were only ten centimeters apart at most. At such proximity, they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats. But Bo Yan moved closer still, tilting his head to the side. This maneuver was either to whisper in her ear or to kiss her!

PS: Don't worry! This story is definitely not about torment; with the female lead being so fierce, if anyone dares to bully her, she'll fight back! (Including the male lead)