Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Bo Jingchuan: "Okay. I'm trying to prevent her sexual orientation from turning you away."

Shen Fanxing: "..."

Yu Song, who was driving ahead: "..."

Sir, please allow me to say from the bottom of my heart, your character design is almost unstoppable!

"Bo Jingchuan, you...you're really enough. I've said it too many times. Qingzhi is my good friend. Can't the words she said today prove anything? Besides, I'm not gay!"

"I know. But I don't allow anything that could possibly happen to lurk between us. Blame it on her for showing you that movie and letting me know, I can't just sit back and watch, okay?"

Shen Fanxing bit his lip, "You are too frightened, you are too overbearing."

Bo Jingchuan reached out and clasped her hand, pulled her into his arms, rubbed her chin with his fingers, his fingertips were warm, his voice was hoarse and mellow, and there was a faint aroma of wine in his words, which bewitched people.

"Are you domineering?" He lightly pecked her lips, his voice charming, "You have known her for more than ten years, Su Heng for more than ten years, and even your half-sister. So many years of 'friendship' and you haven't been with me for less than a month. Excuse me, eh?"

Shen Fanxing looked at him in surprise.

How could he be so, without self-confidence?

"Don't look at me like this, it will make me look too shameless."

He has always been accustomed to winning, and is good at arranging everything within his control.

But it seems, there is an exception.

Shen Fanxing showed a shallow smile after a long time, "Listening to you, I have developed with you in less than a month. Does it seem that I am too frivolous?"

Bo Jingchuan's black eyes suddenly flashed, and the hand holding her chin tightened slightly, "Not frivolous."

Even though he said so, his big palm gradually wrapped around her back, along her neck and along her beautiful and delicate spine.

Shen Fanxing's body froze slightly, and the hand on his shoulder pushed him hard.

Bo Jingchuan's hand rested on her waist, the tip of his nose rubbed against her neck, and a scent that belonged to her lingered in his nose, which was seductively tight.

"It's better to say that your modesty is too testy."

"..."

Shen Fanxing didn't speak for a while, listening to the man's low, hoarse voice, but she couldn't make any response except for the rapid heartbeat.

Shen Fanxing's scalp went numb.

He drank, and for tonight, he drank a lot.

It was so quiet in the car that his breathing sounded so clear.

Shen Fanxing subconsciously cared about Yu Song, the third person.

One is because they are really not suitable for having a third person present.

The second is because Yu Song is now her reason for rejecting Bo Jingchuan.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yu Song didn't know when he put the partition between the front and rear seats up.

The hand on her waist suddenly moved, rubbing back and forth along the edge of the hem of her shirt.

For several moments, she felt that his hand would reach in along the hem.

No result.

Bo Jingchuan finally let her go, aware of her tense body from beginning to end, he curled his lips slightly, and his dark and deep eyes carried a bit of charm.