Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"Are the buttons on your side waist not fastened?"

Bo Jingchuan pointed to her waist and closed the magazine in his hand.

Shen Fanxing looked down at the buttons on her waist, and found nothing unusual, but she still fiddled with it twice, then raised her head, accompanied by a familiar cold fragrance, she was embraced by a strong force from behind into her arms inside.

Looking at the two people hugging each other in the mirror, Shen Fanxing's heart skipped a beat again.

She could still clearly see the flames jumping in the man's eyes, much like the one in the kitchen that day.

Shen Fanxing's feet were soft and almost fell to the ground.

Bo Jingchuan hugged her tightly, suppressing the impetuousness in his heart.

"This dress is not allowed to be worn tomorrow."

He said letting go of her, turned around, and picked out a champagne-colored floor-length dress, "Go and change this."

Shen Fanxing took it and came out not long after, but Bo Jingchuan's tense face still showed obvious surprise.

A neck-hung gown with rounded shoulders and a lace knit with a hem that drowns the ankles.

Seemingly simple, the design is complex and delicate, and the flowing lines are perfect.

In addition to being elegant and dignified, she also brings out another kind of elegant and cold atmosphere.

Nodding with satisfaction, the legs are not exposed, the feet are not exposed, the collarbone is not exposed, only a pair of shoulders and long arms, it is okay.

"Eat and wear this set tomorrow."

Bo Jingchuan finalized.

Shen Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why didn't you help me choose early in the morning?"

Bo Jingchuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Originally, he wanted her to change a few more outfits, but he temporarily discovered that she was too tempting to him, and her resistance was almost zero. If he changed a few more outfits, he was afraid that he would be the one who couldn't stand it first!

What a bad decision!

Bo Jingchuan pulled her and the two sat on the sofa.

"T University is a century-old school, and the school celebration must be extraordinary. Don't you invite me to go with you?"

Shen Fanxing shook his head, "No, I can do it myself."

Bo Jingchuan's eyes darkened.

Shen Fanxing fiddled with Bo Jingchuan's sharp-boned fingers and said, "I was expelled from the school halfway back then, and some things have not been clarified. If you show up with me, you will be implicated."

Bo Jingchuan's eyebrows moved because of this again.

"I don't need you to maintain my reputation..."

"Give me some more time, and soon, I will be able to stand with you without any worries. Will it be good for me?"

Bo Jingchuan stared at him for a long time, then said in a low voice, "Conditional."

"What conditions?"

"marry me."