Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

She put her hand over her mouth, frowning in pain.

what happened?

Why does your mouth hurt so much?

What the hell happened last night?

Why can't she remember anything?

The headache was terrible, Shen Fanxing thought hard, but still couldn't remember what happened yesterday!

sky!

How much alcohol did she drink?

"What are you thinking?" A low, hoarse voice came from the side.

Shen Fanxing looked up and saw Bo Jingchuan holding his head in one hand, looking sideways at her.

That face is still beautiful and soul-stirring, with the lazy attitude of just waking up.

The expensive shirt was slightly wrinkled, with two unbuttoned buttons open at the neckline, and a warm smile, who was no stranger to her, was in the corner of her eyes.

Even a lazy attitude is so deceiving!

However, Shen Fanxing's eyes were fixed on Bo Jingchuan's lips for a long time.

It took a long time for his eyes to move upwards and meet Bo Jingchuan's smiling eyes.

Her face turned slightly red, and she turned her eyes away instantly.

"Sorry, I drank too much yesterday, I don't remember what happened."

She really forgot, but she wasn't stupid.

The scar on the corner of Bo Jingchuan's lips was really shocking.

Yes, although the wound is not big, it is too obvious on his perfect and flawless face.

Bo Jingchuan just raised his eyebrows lightly.

Shen Fanxing felt a little deliberate, and pointed at Bo Jingchuan's shirt, "I'm sorry, I made your shirt like this, I... I'll pay for it."

"pay?"

Bo Jingchuan said lightly, his long eyebrows slightly raised.

Shen Fanxing nodded, "I should have done it."

"Well, you did it." Bo Jingchuan did not deny it.

Shen Fanxing twitched the corners of his mouth embarrassedly, a pain in the ass.

Bo Jingchuan moved suddenly and approached her suddenly.

"Are you sure you want to pay?"

Shen Fanxing nodded, "...It should be."

Bo Jingchuan was silent for a few seconds, then said softly:

"How much do you remember about yesterday?"

Shen Fanxing's heart trembled, a little guilty.

"...I'll wait for you in the parking lot behind the hotel."

"Heh." Bo Jingchuan chuckled softly, "Then pay for it."

"..."

Bo Jingchuan pointed to the corner of his injured lips, "How are you going to accompany you here?"

A flash of embarrassment flashed in Shen Fanxing's eyes, and the question he had just deliberately avoided was not avoided in the end.

"...I drank too much last night, I don't remember..."

"You want to default." Bo Jingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Shen Fanxing's head hurt even more, "No, I really don't know how I did it!"

Bo Jing stared at her deeply for a while, then slowly straightened up. The next second, the car door opened, and a burst of fresh air entered the tip of his nose instantly. Bo Jingchuan had already turned and got out of the car.

"It's okay, I'll give you time to think."

Shen Fanxing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She watched Bo Jingchuan approach the villa, then opened the door and got out of the car. She returned to the other house in the backyard, washed and changed clothes.

During this period, she was really thinking about it, but she really couldn't remember it. -

When he came to the main villa, Bo Jingchuan had already washed up, changed his clothes and sat at the dining table, as if he was waiting for her to have breakfast together.

"Do you remember it?"

Seeing her sitting across from him, Bo Jingchuan raised his head and looked at her with a half-smile.

Shen Fanxing put on a stiff smile and shook his head, "Not yet."

"Go on."