Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 851 is here

  Shen Fanxing twitched his lips, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

  Yuan Sichun wears a high-waisted A-line skirt with irregular ruffles today. She wears a thin sweater and a high-end white mink velvet coat. Her long hair is extraordinarily delicate, and she doesn't need to say much about her makeup.

   A noble and elegant temperament.

   At this moment, she couldn't help but look at Bo Jingchuan, her twinkling eyes were filled with obscure infatuation.

   His long, well-proportioned figure can fit almost any style of clothes, but he is usually dominated by black.

   Wearing a precious and high-end suit on his body, his shoulders are straight, his body is tall and straight, the suit is of fine workmanship, and the delicate lines are relaxed and relaxed, exuding a noble and majestic awe-inspiring attitude everywhere.

   She has come into contact with too many excellent men, but none of them can compare with him in this style and charm.

   This man, his excellence made her feel bad.

   She wanted to stand by his side, and her heart ached when she really thought about it.

  But now...

   The person standing beside him is another woman...

   Facing her greeting, Bo Jingchuan did not respond. Instead, he glanced down at his watch and said lightly:

   "It's almost time, let's go."

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

The two turned around and went out, Yu Song's car just stopped, Bo Jingchuan embraced Shen Fanxing's waist, opened the car door, first protected Shen Fanxing to get into the car, and then unbuttoned his suit, bent over and sat in. .

   "Brother Bo..."

  Yuan Sichun came over from behind, thinking that he would take the same car with Bo Jingchuan, but just as her voice sounded, Bo Jingchuan had already closed the car door.

   There is not even the slightest humility of a superficial nature.

   Yuan Sichun bit his lip hard, and the high-end luxury handbag in his hand was almost deformed.

  Bo Jingxing drank a little wine last night, yawned and was not in good spirits. He opened the back door and got in by himself.

   then glanced at Yuan Sichun who was standing beside him and said lazily:

   "Are you going to drive yourself?"

   At this time, the driver reminded in front, "Miss Yuan, the road conditions are not very good at this time."

   Yuan Sichun twitched his lips, "That would be troublesome."

   She smiled and was about to open the rear door to get in the car.

   "Ah, I'm going to sleep in the car for a while, you sit in the front."

   Bo Jingxing lowered the car window at this time, smiled and said something to Yuan Sichun, who was already lying on the seat.

   The smile on Yuan Sichun's face froze. Finally, he gritted his teeth, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

  Shen Fanxing is naturally ignorant of the terrain of Hong Kong.

   But when the car got more and more remote, Shen Fanxing finally realized something was wrong.

   "Aren't we going to the airport?"

  Bo Jingchuan hooked his lips, "I'm going."

   Shen Fanxing frowned and looked out the car window.

   At this time, Yu Song explained:

   "Miss Fanxing, we are going to Bo's private airport now. The international airport is too crowded and unsafe."

  “…”

  Shen Fanxing did not speak, secretly accepting this rhetoric.

   This is the Bo family, nothing is impossible.

   Arrived at the private airport, a few people got out of the car, and immediately a few staff members greeted them with serious and solemn expressions.

   "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master..."

  Bo Jingchuan, as always, was expressionless on the ground, holding Shen Fanxing's hand and walked directly to the waiting area.

  Shen Fanxing glanced around the private airport. The huge airport was almost the same as an international airport, and there were still four standard passenger planes.

   "Isn't this a waste of land resources? Such a big place is just a private jet apron?"

   Bo Jingchuan smiled, "If the country is willing to spend money to buy it, I will naturally give them a face."

  Shen Fanxing raised her eyebrows slightly and looked around.

Buy?

   How much does this cost?

   Yuan Sichun looked at Shen Fanxing, who was calm, with a contemptuous sarcasm on his face.

   Others want to buy it, can they afford it?

"coming."

   Yu Song reminded in a low voice.

   Not long after, the plane landed, taxied for a while, and then stopped firmly not far away.

   Several people walked over, the hatch opened slowly, Yun put down automatically, and then, several black-clothed bodyguards walked out first with solemn expressions.

   Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly appeared in the center of the hatch.

  A close-fitting fleece red cheongsam, with a black silk embroidered phoenix pattern on the cheongsam, meticulously combing the bun, and a fringed shawl jacket with sleeves on the shoulders, elegant and dignified.

Shen Fanxing's breathing was slightly restrained, watching the woman walk down, her eyes were shrewd and flashing, her body was well maintained, she had the slenderness of a southern woman, but the gentleness in her imagination was a little less, and she was replaced by a suit The capable and sharp.

   She walked down the elevator slowly, her shrewd and sharp eyes swept over several people, and finally her eyes were fixed on Shen Fanxing who was standing on Bo Jingchuan.

   She tried to see Shen Fanxing in the shortest possible time.

  Shen Fanxing also looked at her calmly and calmly.

The moment    met the eyes of the two people, I wish I could look directly into the deepest part of each other.

   At this time, Yuan Sichun, who was beside him, stepped forward and took her arm a little impatiently.

   "Auntie, you are back, I miss you so much."

   Mother Bo turned her head and glanced at Yuan Sichun, her slightly cold expression gradually turned into a smile, she reached out and patted her hand.

   "Sichun girl has become pretty again!"

   Yuan Sichun smiled shyly, "Where, Auntie is getting younger and younger."

   Shen Fanxing's eyebrows moved, looking at the intimate interaction between Yuan Sichun and Bo's mother, there was not much expression.

   At this time, Mother Bo raised her feet and walked towards Shen Fanxing and Bo Jingchuan, stood in front of Shen Fanxing, and took a close look at Shen Fanxing.

  Compared to Yuan Sichun's bright and bright appearance, Shen Fanxing did not deliberately dress up today.

   is still the most common outfit.

A pair of smoky gray soft denim pants made her legs look slender and slender, with a pair of black wrist-length leather shoes on her feet, a caramel-colored windbreaker wrapped around her body, and the belt around her waist showed her slender waist , the body proportions are perfect.

   Today's autumn wind is slightly stronger than in the past. Shen Fanxing's blue silk is tied behind his head, and a pair of star eyes are not mixed with any impurities, and they are clear at a glance.

   She is refreshing and capable, without any extra decoration, neither creeping nor branching, and the faint smile in her eyes shows her confidence and ability.

   Just looked at where she was standing, and felt that she must be full of indescribable style in her gestures.

   The thin mother is tight and her eyebrows are loose.

   At the same time, Shen Fanxing's tight breathing loosened slightly.

   (end of this chapter)