Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

  Chapter 227 Excuse me, eh?

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

  Shen Fanxing: "..."

   Yu Song who was driving in front: "..."

Mr.   , 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. It's just her showing you that kind of movie to let me know, so I can't just sit back and watch, okay?"

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

   He is 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 for a long time, "Listening to you, I've developed with you in less than a month. Does it seem like I'm too frivolous?"

  Bo Jingchuan's black eyes suddenly flashed, and the hand holding her chin tightened slightly, "Don't be 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 her nose rubbed against her neck, and a scent that belonged to her lingered in her nose, which was seductively tight.

   "It's better to say that your persistence 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 carriage that his breathing sounded so clear.

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

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

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

   However, when he turned his eyes, 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 self-satisfaction.

   (end of this chapter)