Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Shen Fanxing looked at the man in white shirt and black trousers in disbelief, who looked noble and elegant.

He looked so aloof, spotless, gentle and refined, but he didn't think that this man could actually say such blatant words.

"Huh? Talk."

Bo Jingchuan's eyes slid from her eyes to her lips, and his fingers gradually followed the graceful curve of her lower jaw, staying at her tightly clenched neckline.

After that, his eyes sank slightly, and then he raised his head to meet her eyes directly, "Or is it because you have feelings that you rejected me just treating you like that?"

Shen Fanxing got stuck in his throat, "I don't have it! How could there be?!"

"Really?" The corners of Bo Jingchuan's lips curved, and the hand resting on her neckline gently wrapped her hand in the palm, and then approached her again, his warm breath slowly scattered around her lips.

"Don't you feel so fascinated?"

Shen Fanxing looked up at him, "You don't believe me?"

Bo Jingchuan nodded, "Women usually lie when they encounter such things, but their bodies are always the most honest..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually stopped, and he looked at her with a half-smile, which seemed to be meaningful, but the intention was obvious.

Shen Fanxing's heart suddenly jumped twice, and she vaguely guessed something in her heart. She blushed and wanted to jump off the table and escape from this place of right and wrong, but Bo Jingchuan's hand tightened a little in advance. .

"What are you running for?" Bo Jingchuan chuckled and gently took her hand holding the neckline aside. The neckline of her shirt was wrinkled by her grip, and the skin between her neck could be vaguely seen.

"Would you like me to check it for you?"

Shen Fanxing bit his lower lip abruptly, staring at the man's noble and elegant face, and said:

"Bo Jingchuan, you did it on purpose!"

"What on purpose?"

"you……"

Seeing Shen Fanxing's angry expression, Bo Jingchuan gradually closed the smile in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became serious again.

"Is she really your friend?"

"Yes!" Shen Fanxing gritted his teeth, "How many times have you said it?!"

Bo Jingchuan gradually narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth and bit her lips because of her attitude, "Since you are a friend, doesn't she know that you have a famous flower now? Or, she wants to dig my corner. ?"

The more Bo Jingchuan said, the stronger the dangerous atmosphere.

It was only when he finally reached the point of digging into his corner that Shen Fanxing was a little panicked.

If so, wouldn't it be dangerous to know clearly?

She quickly reached out and grabbed Bo Jingchuan's arm, pulled the corners of her lips, and smiled awkwardly:

"What is digging a corner, it doesn't exist, it's actually me..."

"Huh?" Bo Jingchuan stared at her, waiting for her next sentence.

"I haven't had time to tell her yet..."

"Ah."

Bo Jingchuan stared at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed lightly, the faint cold laughter made Shen Fanxing tremble.

She hurriedly said: "When I have time... I will definitely introduce you to her, okay?"

"when?"

"The specific time……"

Bo Jingchuan glanced at her lightly, and said lightly, "I'll make arrangements."

"……it is good."

Only then did Bo Jingchuan hook his lips, and withdrew the hand on her waist.

Shen Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to jump off the table sideways, but Bo Jingchuan's handsome face suddenly came over.

Shen Fanxing held his breath, "Do you have anything else to do?"