Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1115 Forced Marriage (26)

   looked up at the man, the man's handsome face still had a somewhat forbearing but distressing expression.

"Don't worry about me everywhere. The conflict between me and the Yuan family has never been yours. As long as I don't stay with Yuan Sichun for a day, our conflict will always exist. I never thought about what the Yuan family would bring me. .I do not need."

   Shen Fanxing understood.

   He was saying that she stopped him from touching Yuan Sichun in the first place.

   "But...Once the Yuan family is held accountable...in case they anger them..."

   Rather than suddenly having one more enemy, it is better to maintain the status quo and let the Yuan family maintain a lukewarm middle posture.

   "Don't think so much."

   He interrupted her, "The Yuan family won't forgive me, and I have no intention of letting go of the Yuan family."

  Shen Fanxing was silent for a while, then nodded lightly, "Okay. I'll listen to you."

   What he said was right, because she simply didn't want him to work too hard, so she tied her hands.

   Thinking about it carefully, the Yuan family is a good one, but it shouldn't be her concern.

   In addition to wasting some time and energy, and even taking more detours, there is no reason for Bo Jingchuan to be crushed by the Yuan family.

   What's more, she couldn't easily let go of Yuan Sichun's haunted woman...

   Looking up at Bo Jingchuan, Shen Fanxing hated himself a little.

   Mingming has repeatedly conveyed the information that she is dependent on him, but every time, he has been abandoned because of his years of habit of taking care of himself.

   She even reminded him everywhere to keep him rational at all times for his own business.

   However, she never thought that this so-called rationality was when he was most distressed.

   "I'm sorry, Ah Chuan..."

   She held his face, her eyes were full of guilt and distress for this man.

   "Never again... I will be wronged in the future, you must vent your anger on me."

"Um."

  Shen Fanxing twitched his lips, but did not contain a bit of a smile.

   His appearance today really scared her. She didn't expect that his forbearance would be so... shocking.

   The expression on his face was still gloomy, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

   She couldn't help but want to make the man feel better, to melt the expression on the man's face.

   "Can you scold me? It's okay to lose your temper with me..."

  Bo Jingchuan smiled helplessly, lowered his head to touch her forehead, "...how can I be willing."

   Shen Fanxing's heart was warm and astringent, and she suddenly felt that she was ashamed of the love and indulgence he gave her.

   looked up, she held his face and took the initiative to kiss the man's thin lips.

   She didn't know what to do, maybe kissing him would make him happier and she would feel more at ease.

  The soft lips are like petals, with a fortunate fragrance, the touch on his lips is delicate and soft.

   The tip of his tongue pryed open his lips, passed through his teeth, and touched his tongue…

  Everything is jerky and careful.

   The tightness in Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes gradually softened, feeling the intimacy of Thin Shen Fanxing taking the initiative to lean on.

   Does he not know what her actions represent?

   to appease, to please.

   But she is the last thing to appease and please him.

   It was his fault for hurting her.

   Yuan Sichun should not be treated kindly.

   Bo Jingchuan reached out and pushed her away.

   "Don't make trouble..."

   There was already a bit of warmth in his dark eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse.

   Shen Fanxing still leaned up, his lips fell on his Adam's apple.

  Bo Jingchuan's body trembled obviously, and his breathing was a little heavier.

   "Don't make trouble, Fanxing..."

   He still held her hand, and his dull eyes swept over her shoulder frequently.

   "I'm fine... The whiplash won't hurt, but it's not a stab..."

   "How dare you say it!"

   Bo Jingchuan's voice suddenly became stronger, and his face finally took on a bit of ferocity.

  Shen Fanxing laughed suddenly, and wrapped his arms around his strong waist.

   "You are so fierce..."

  Bo Jingchuan looked down at her, "You are still smiling."

   "Why don't I cry for you to see?"

   Bo Jingchuan's brows and eyes were deep, and he clasped the back of the woman's head all of a sudden, bowed his head and kissed her red lips.

  Strength with venting and punishment, all the way to siege the city.

   Bo Jingchuan took a deep breath, turned around with Shen Fanxing, put her on the desk, and finally put his hands on both sides of her body, another overwhelming kiss.

  Shen Fanxing was out of breath from the kiss, and his eyes were filled with two mists that were caused by excitement.

  “Achuan…”

   She held Bo Jingchuan's arm with one hand, and her expression was obviously excited.

   She made a mistake today, and she can only "take the blame" based on the punishment that the man gave her in the past.

   The few times he took the initiative was coerced and lured by him, but today's initiative and eagerness actually caused the redness that had just fallen in Bo Jingchuan's eyes to steam up again.

   But he still abruptly took out her hand that was messing up in his clothes, and then pressed it against the table, just lowered his head and kissed her tightly, without any overstepping refusal.

   "Don't torture me, eh? I don't want to hurt you again."

   She was injured, something he couldn't forget every minute.

How could    be knowingly committed?

  Shen Fanxing wanted to say that she was fine, but the next second she was kissed by a man, and the atmosphere was very sad.

   It's just that, as long as she pulls him out of the shackles just now, she's happy to do so.

   However, this lingering and warm moment did not last long, and there was a knock on the door of the study.

   Then came the cautious voice of the servant outside the door.

   "Master, are you inside?"

  Bo Jingchuan stopped kissing her, frowning slightly, "What's wrong?"

   "The madam is arguing with the old man down below, go down and have a look..."

  Shen Fanxing also turned his head, looked in the direction of the closed door, and then fell off the desk. -

   The two of them left the study, and before they reached the stairs, they heard Lou Ruoyi's angry voice coming from the living room on the first floor.

   "You also saw it when you were in the western suburbs! What kind of behavior is that?! Have you ever thought about Fanxing's position with such an idea?!"

   (end of this chapter)