Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 675 Nothing to say?

   Bo Jingchuan had a gloomy face, took a few steps with long legs, walked over, and pulled Shen Fanxing up.

   Shen Fanxing's feet were unstable, and he was suddenly pulled into his arms by Bo Jingchuan's powerful force.

   The lean and strong chest hit her chest for a while.

"drink……"

   Everyone gasped and looked at each other.

"What exactly is going on?"

   "Does Mr. Bo like Ji Yi? Seeing Ji Yi being taken advantage of, so he's jealous?"

   "I said where did Ji Yi get the money for the free concert, what is the money for Mr. Bo?"

   "No wonder, no wonder..."

   Ji Yi was embarrassed to hear this,

   Where is this going?

   How could she possibly have any development with CEO Bo?

   Besides, the CEO is Mr. Shen's...

   Just when everyone was envious of Ji Yi, Bo Jingchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing's wrist again and strode towards the backstage?

   "Alas, Mr. Bo..."

   "Mr. Thin..."

  Xiao Mingjie was a little worried that the two of them would fight in his photography team, so he hurriedly wanted to go with him!

  Lanxi was even more inexplicable and angry.

   She came today to get in touch with Mr. Bo.

  Why... The ghost knows that a handsome and handsome person like Mr. Bo will watch the last season, such a little girl's film.

   She gritted her teeth secretly and hurriedly raised her feet to chase after her.

   Bo Jingchuan directly caught Shen Fanxing into the dressing room.

With a    "click", the door to the room was locked.

  Lanxi and Xiao Mingjie just came over, and they were all stunned when they heard the sound of locking.

   The two looked at each other inexplicably, and there was still a deep doubt in their eyes.

  A fight is a fight, is it necessary to lock the door to fight?

   Besides, how could Mr. Shen be playing too thin!

  She is a woman!

   Shen Fanxing, who entered the dressing room, was in the neutral position of Bo Jingchuan's lock, shook off his hand, and strode towards the dressing table.

The cold anger of    couldn't be hidden.

   Bo Jingchuan came up closely behind him, pulled Shen Fanxing over, and pressed her on the dressing table.

   The cool fingertips rubbed her soft red lips fiercely.

   "It hurts...what are you doing?!" Shen Fanxing reached out and pushed him!

  Bo Jingchuan hugged Shen Fanxing's waist tightly and held her close to him, his eyes were cold, his eyebrows gloomy, his slender fingers pinched Shen Fanxing's chin, pressing her directly.

   "Run what, eh? You don't have anything to tell me?"

   Shen Fanxing frowned, "No!"

   "Shen Fanxing!" Bo Jingchuan scolded coldly and glanced at her white suit.

   suddenly stretched out his other hand and pulled it apart, the buttons of the suit seemed to bounce on the dressing table and the ground, making a clinking sound.

  Shen Fanxing took a deep breath.

   "Bo Jingchuan, what are you doing?!"

   Bo Jingchuan's handsome face was full of cold anger.

   "You don't think you're attractive enough, do you? How dare you dress like this to attract the attention of those women?"

   He said as he tore off the remaining buttons on her suit and threw the suit jacket on the ground.

  Shen Fanxing gritted his teeth, glanced at Bo Jingchuan's arm that was clasping her waist, and felt hatred in his heart, and stretched out his hand to pull the black suit off Bo Jingchuan's body, and unbuttoned it neatly.

  Bo Jingchuan watched her move, her delicate black eyebrows frowned, and she hugged Shen Fanxing onto the dressing table.

   (end of this chapter)