Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 970

   Shen Fanxing rushed over, and Bo Jingchuan was caught off guard.

   As soon as he looked down at her, his chin was...

   gnawed on it.

  The collision sound from the mandible is transmitted directly to the brain through the subcutaneous jawbone,

   Her cheeks were flushed, such a "bold" behavior was simply too exhausting.

   "This is what you said. You will have more trouble in the future, so don't think I'm annoying."

  Bo Jingchuan heard her words, turned to look at her, and nodded lightly.

   "It's not annoying."

  Suddenly, his eyes settled down, as if he suddenly returned to his senses, he wrapped his arms around Shen Fanxing's waist and lifted her up to him.

   looks very serious.

   "Don't get close to Qi Mohan!"

  Shen Fanxing shook his head, "You yourself know this is impossible."

   A man like Qi Mohan can't escape if he wants to.

   As long as he wants, he can find it in the ends of the earth, how could she agree to this kind of thing that does not belong to her?

   Besides, she didn't want to.

   Qi Mohan, the meaning is still different after all.

   "Shen Fanxing."

   Bo Jingchuan stern face, showing that he is really angry now.

  Shen Fanxing smiled and patted her shoulder.

   "This is your chance to prove your charm."

   "Provoke me for him?"

  Shen Fanxing raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:

   "Aren't you sure? Mr. Bo?"

   Bo Jingchuan sneered and bit her lips.

   "I'm the person you will call your husband in the future. He's just a third party at best."

  Shen Fanxing smiled and said nothing.

   It’s just…

   Will you call your husband in the future?

   Call your husband?

Um……

  Why do you feel a little difficult?

  _

   Qi Mohan's mood tonight is really sunny!

   As soon as I got in the car, I opened a bag of "mouth fragrant" sliced ​​spicy strips, took out one, folded it a few times like a handkerchief, and stuffed it into my mouth.

  Song Xiao stood outside the other car and twitched the corners of his mouth. After he fell in love with your husband, he was the one who suffered the most.

   Almost every place where Mr. is likely to appear, there are various brands of spicy sticks within reach.

   Fortunately, Mr. has the final bottom line, and his bedroom is still sticking to it.

  I can't sleep with the smell of spicy sticks every night.

   took a deep breath and got into the car, Song Xiao silently took out the mask and planned to put it on.

   "Why are you wearing a mask? You despise my spicy strips?"

  Song Xiao shook his hands and took off the mask, "Of course not, sir, it's because your spicy sticks are so fragrant that people like me who don't eat spicy can only swallow."

   Qi Mohan raised his eyebrows, took out a slice, folded it, and mocked, "A big man is afraid of spicy food? It's not very spicy, here, reward you!"

  Song Xiao swallowed, "...No need, sir."

   "Open your mouth."

  Song Xiao turned his head to the side and watched Qi Mohan actually hand the spicy stick to his mouth.

   He hesitated for a moment, swallowed, opened his mouth, bent over and ate in.

  The strong man chewed with his eyes closed as if he had not returned, and finally his movements became slower and slower, and his eyes opened.

   Qi Mohan put another mouth in the back, looked at Song Xiao's appearance, and smiled happily.

   "How is it? Feeling good?"

  Song Xiao nodded, the taste is really okay.

   No wonder…

   I heard that girls like to eat this kind of thing.

  Girls, in his eyes, they are all princesses!

   Thinking about it now, such delicate girls like to eat it, it seems that there must be something special about it.

   Sure enough, the tastes of the princesses are still trustworthy.

   Oh, and their noble gentleman.

   uh...it seems...

   "Miss Fanxing seems to like eating this too."

   I've gotten used to it, and I'm used to the smell in the car.

   "Didn't Miss Fanxing say to borrow spicy sticks when she entered the box?"

  Qi Mohan thought for a while, then smiled, "Look at my fate with Daxingxing's 'spicy sticks'? Or I have the most tacit understanding with Daxingxing!"

  Song Xiao smiled, "You and Miss Fanxing naturally have nothing to say about it."

   said with a regretful sigh, "The brothers are all looking forward to Miss Fanxing's return, but is Miss Fanxing going to marry Mr. Bo..."

   Qi Mohan, who was happily eating spicy sticks, suddenly turned cold, "Who said they were getting married?"

   Song Xiao shouted badly in his heart, he was afraid he stepped on a bomb!

   "Sir, the two of them are talking about getting married. Mr. Bo has paid the dowry, and Miss Fanxing has also received..."

   Qi Mohan gritted his teeth, "I'll give her a betrothal gift tomorrow too!"

   "..." Song Xiao thought, his husband's brain circuit is really strange.

   "Sir, you definitely can't do this. It's too sudden and will scare Miss Fanxing."

   Qi Mohan gave him a contemptuous look, "How many things in this world do you think can scare her?"

Forehead……

  I don't know yet.

   "But sir, you don't even have the process of pursuing Miss Fanxing. She will definitely not accept such a sudden betrothal gift."

"Well……"

   Qi Mohan touched his chin, frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slowly.

   "According to Xingxing's character, this seems to be a problem..."

   After thinking about it for a long time, Qi Mohan nodded again, "Okay! That's it! Starting tomorrow, I will officially pursue the big star!"

  Song Xiao felt that he might have really caused trouble for Miss Fanxing tonight.

  Sorry, Miss Fanxing.

In the apartment of   Emperor Luxury Court, the temperature is particularly comfortable, and in the bathroom with the warm air on, just after taking a shower, Shen Fanxing, who is completely comfortable, suddenly shivered.

  _

   In the early morning of the next day, Bo Jingchuan's brother Shen Fanxing saw a car...

  Eh, a taxi was parked downstairs in the apartment, Qi Mohan was standing in front of the taxi's door, dressed in a shiny new silver-gray suit, holding a bouquet of beautifully packaged flowers in his hand.

   On that face that could be called a demon, with a somewhat captivating smile, looking at the pair of peach blossoms and phoenix eyes, it was like the reincarnation of a male fox spirit.

   Early in the morning, because of Shen Fanxing, Bo Jingchuan seemed to be a little warm-blooded and Buddhist. Seeing Qi Mohan, the breath on his body suddenly became fierce, the cold wind was cold, and the ice cones were biting.

   "Qi Mohan, why are you here?"

   Shen Fanxing was surprised, shouldn't this community let him in?

   (end of this chapter)