Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 290 To know how to grasp

  The old lady paused as she spoke, and her loving face gradually changed to a kind of heaviness.

"I don't want my grandson to become a puppet that only revolves around the family. He should have any kind of emotion in this world. This is something that each of us has from birth, even if it is pain, it is also Is it his right?"

  Shen Fanxing turned his head slightly, and saw the tall and tall figure of the man on the living room terrace talking on the phone, a sourness surged in his heart.

   Everyone only sees his bright appearance, but never knows what kind of experience he has.

   Even she sometimes thinks that he is omnipotent.

   He is always in a perfect posture. The steady and wise, indifferent and deep appearance at first sight is enough to prove that he is a calm man with terrible self-control.

   "Fanxing girl, no one is perfect. He can live up to the family's expectations and manage the business in an orderly manner, but it doesn't mean that he must be emotionally transparent... You should take more care of him."

  Shen Fanxing pursed his lips, "He's been taking care of me..."

   If it wasn't for his strength and dominance, she wouldn't have developed with him to such a degree.

   She is the emotionally passive one.

   In this way, she is really too passive.

  The old lady Bo sighed, her tone was rather earnest, "Girl, you have to know how to grasp it."

   Shen Fanxing's chest trembled.

  Bo Jingchuan had already picked up the phone and walked in. His tall and straight body leaned down and sat beside her.

   The clear and familiar aura rushed towards his face, and the extraordinary aura of that body inexplicably made Shen Fanxing's heart beat faster.

   She lowered her head involuntarily, trying to cover her hot, possibly red face.

"What's up?"

  Bo Jingchuan looked down at her, his low voice carried his unique seductive charm, and his cool palm covered her forehead, "Is there any discomfort?"

  Shen Fanxing looked up at him in a panic, then shook his head quickly, "No."

   A beautiful face with thin red clouds and bright star eyes, showing her daughter's attitude.

  Bo Jingchuan's hand paused slightly, a gloom flashed across his dark eyes, his eyes remained calm, and he took his hand back indifferently, then picked up the cut fruit next to him and handed it to Shen Fanxing.

  Shen Fanxing took it and put it in his mouth.

  The pineapple soaked in salt water has removed the astringency, is very sweet, and has a lot of juice.

   Bo Jingchuan sat next to her indifferently and calmly, with his slender legs folded together, after handing her the fruit, he propped his head on his side and looked at her.

   The light swept out a silhouette of his handsome face, the facial features were three-dimensional and deep, and the light reflected from the black eyes all fell on her face.

   Watching her finish the fruit bit by bit, he lightly opened his thin lips and said lightly:

"Is it tasty?"

  Shen Fanxing inadvertently stretched out his tongue and swiped the corners of his lips, then nodded, "It's delicious. Would you like to try it."

  Bo Jingchuan shook his head, his voice was mild and low, "You can eat."

   Lai Rong sighed and reminded, "Miss Shen, the eldest young master doesn't like sweets very much."

  Shen Fanxing paused and turned to look at Bo Jingchuan.

  Bo Jingchuan stared at her moist and shiny lips, his dark eyes were deep, and he pulled his lips slightly.

   "Not exactly. Just a little picky."

   Lai Rong looked at Bo Jingchuan a little more puzzledly, didn't he always like sweets?

  Where did the picky come from…

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   (end of this chapter)