Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

Chapter 318 Potio x Original Heroine 44

Almost instantly, the clever Potio thought of Xiao Ya's identity. Potio's mood was extremely complicated, with excitement, sadness and various complicated emotions intertwined.

This was the moment that Portio had been looking forward to for all these years, but when it really happened, Portio was not as excited and happy as he had imagined.

Potio looked at Xiao Ya who was clueless beside him. Suddenly, a deep sense of guilt lingered in Potio's chest and instantly spread throughout his body.

Botio's movement of handing the guitar to Xiaoya was stiff.

"Fortunately they didn't touch the guitar, otherwise I wouldn't let them go." Xiao Ya had been avoiding Botteo's gaze and didn't look at him, so naturally she didn't notice that something was wrong with Botteo's expression.

Xiao Ya just took the small guitar and stroked it gently, then picked up a clean cloth and carefully wiped the non-existent dust on the small guitar.

In fact, Xiao Ya would regularly wipe this small wooden guitar and put it back in its place, but this time she was caught by Botio.

After so many years, the strings of the small wooden guitar had long been broken and it was no longer usable. After Xiao Ya wiped it, she asked Botio to put the guitar back to its original place.

"Portio, I'm going to go upstairs to take a shower first. Oh, I'm so tired." Xiao Ya yawned. Maybe it was because she stayed up all night last night, or maybe it was because of the intense sex between her and Portio in the morning. Xiao Ya, who had relaxed physically and mentally, now felt particularly tired. After she finished speaking, she went upstairs, wanting to take a shower and lie down for a while.

After hearing Xiao Ya's words, Potio hummed, and rarely said much. He walked to the sofa in a daze and sat down. His handsome gray eyes stared straight at Xiao Ya's back as she went upstairs, and he fell into deep thought.

When Xiao Ya was taking a shower, she took off all her clothes and saw all kinds of marks on her body. She widened her eyes in disbelief, thinking back to the dream she had in the morning. Then she realized that all this was real and she had taken the initiative.

No wonder Poteo looked at me like that, no wonder Poteo didn't want me to call him dad.

Would Bottiou like him? Was it possible that what happened at that time was just a momentary sexual impulse?

Xiao Ya thought about this question for a while, but couldn't make up her mind. Lying on the bed, Xiao Ya stopped thinking about it and closed her eyes to prepare for sleep.

I don't know if it was because of Botio's guidance to Xiaoya who was immersed in the fantasy in the morning, or for other reasons such as being particularly sleepy, or perhaps it was because of the revenge, but without any external interference, Xiaoya fell asleep very quickly. She was not troubled by nightmares, but slept soundly.

It was already evening when Xiao Ya woke up. Hungry, she got dressed and went downstairs, but she did not see Potio. Thinking that Potio had gone out to carry out a mission, Xiao Ya took out the warm rice that Potio had prepared from the microwave as usual. Looking at the newly replaced batch of trimmed pure white jasmine flowers on the table, Xiao Ya ate the delicious meal and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, feeling very comfortable.

At night, Portio returned home at the time when Xiaoya had just fallen asleep. Noticing that Xiaoya slept soundly this time and did not need soothing music or stories to coax her to sleep like before, Portio gently tucked Xiaoya in and went downstairs quietly.

On the balcony on the first floor, the windows were wide open. The wind outside was very strong, blowing in. However, Portio didn't care. He didn't smoke. Instead, he stood there and enjoyed the wind for the whole night.