Desolate Jasper

Chapter 1111: 1102 Family Conflict (6)

Chapter 1111: Chapter 1102 Family Conflict (6)

“You’re not satisfied with my body? You must be planning to find a woman on Mars! Supermodels have long legs, but who cares? Their chests are smaller than mine!”

Xia Siyu finished speaking and proudly puffed her small chest.

The servant was startled, wanting to look but too afraid to, ultimately casting a pitiable glance at Bo Yan.

Bo Yan wasn’t intimidated either: “Threatening others like this, what’s the point? With you talking like that, who would dare to argue with you?”

Xia Siyu, fuming, turned her head, just as Bo Yi helped Xia Sicai down. She immediately rushed over to Xia Sicai’s side. Perhaps her aura was too strong, as even Bo Yi and Xia Sicai were startled. Xia Sicai directly asked, “What do you want to do?”

What to do? Xia Siyu did nothing, she simply stood beside Xia Sicai, puffed her chest, and extended her long leg: “See? My legs are longer than hers. And they’re thin, straight, and very white, without even calves. Even Men’s Uno magazine praised my legs as super nice!”

Xia Sicai was taken aback, and Xia Siyu puffed her chest again: “See? Even pregnant, her chest isn’t bigger than mine! Waist—she’s pregnant, so it doesn’t count, but I have a genuinely slim A4 waist! Even my neck is long!”

Xia Siyu was already being fair; she didn’t compare beauty, only body shape. But sorry, even with her face covered, her figure is one of a kind in the entertainment industry! With a curvy body and skin so fair it glows. Blame it on the genes her mom passed down to her! People can only envy it!

Turns out Xia Siyu came over to compare body shapes, leaving Xia Sicai flustered and almost losing her balance, it was Bo Yi who supported her.

Xia Siyu is top-tier in looks, while Xia Sicai is a classic beauty from an aristocratic family. Comparing looks with her—wasn’t it deliberately mocking her?

Bo Yan kept provoking her: “You call that an A4 waist? You’ve been eating so much you’ve gotten chubby, your waist is all soft flesh, stop bragging.”

But as Bo Yan talked about Xia Siyu’s waist, Bo Yi glanced over and had to admit it was indeed very slim. Unfortunately, it’s on Xia Siyu. If it were on someone else, maybe he’d take a few more looks.

Xia Siyu was furious but couldn’t out-talk him, and let out a “grrr” and rushed over, but Bo Yan wasn’t stupid, dodging around. Xia Siyu went left, he went left, Xia Siyu went right, he moved to the right too, making Xia Siyu stomp in frustration: “If you’ve got the guts, stop running!”

Bo Yan continued to taunt: “I’m not dumb. Why would I stand still and let you hit me? That’s why I said you were silly just now, and you didn’t believe me, see?”

They ran around a few more circles before dashing upstairs, Bo Yan first into the bedroom, with Xia Siyu following in. The bedroom was out of space, so Xia Siyu grabbed Bo Yan and punched him playfully: “Haha, now you can’t run!”

Bo Yan took several hits without resisting, simply saying: “Let’s be clear, hit if you want, but not the face.”

This is not only his livelihood but also his husbandly pride.

“Not the face, huh? Fine!” Xia Siyu has a trump move! She hadn’t used it for a long time since making up with Bo Yan—the Extinguishing Family Kick!

A leg came swinging over, Bo Yan jumped back. He was used to Xia Siyu’s kicks, long since familiar with her moves. Xia Siyu swung again, and Bo Yan dodged once more.

Xia Siyu stomped in frustration: “Stand still for me!”

Another swing, and Bo Yan tightly grabbed her leg; her legs were indeed long and straight, and he couldn’t resist giving them a caress.