Chapter 292 Let's Do Something First

Shen Fanxing blushed, propped up on the soft bed behind him with one hand, and put one hand on Bo Jingchuan's shoulder before he could retract it.

"But..." Shen Fanxing looked embarrassed.

"What?" The handsome face was close at hand, with a warm and harmless expression, but with a strong attraction and a fatal charm, it approached her face.

Shen Fanxing blushed and said in a low voice, "Your room... It's too shameful for me..."

I still remember the first time my grandmother brought him here to rest, using his bathroom unilaterally, wearing his bathrobe, and finally being pressed directly on the bed by him because of a small accident...

"Why do you think so?"

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips and said nothing.

It's better not to mention such shameful things.

"And if I sleep here, what about you?"

Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he heard a "click" sound.

The two looked at the door in unison, paused, then turned their heads in unison and looked at each other.

A few seconds later, Bo Jingchuan hooked his lips, "I can't get out."

Shen Fanxing let out a sigh of relief, why did she forget the character of grandma at this time?

"But I'm not going to leave."

Bo Jingchuan said, bent down and held her ankle.

Shen Fanxing's legs shrank back subconsciously.

She was not afraid of his touch, because she could see his intention.

She couldn't bear such a man kneeling on one knee and taking off her shoes.

The hand holding her ankle tightened a bit, preventing her from escaping, and gently put her shoes aside, then straightened up, bent over and hugged her into the quilt, and then lay on her side under her gaze. by her side.

Shen Fanxing's body was a little tense, but Bo Jingchuan held her head, and his long arms crossed her neck, letting her rest on his arms and pulling her into his arms.

The familiar cold fragrance instantly enveloped her, Shen Fanxing put her hands on Bo Jingchuan's chest lightly, firm and strong, and the warmth could touch the beating of his heartbeat.

Bo Jingchuan seemed to kiss the top of his head, and then came his low voice:

"Go to sleep."

Shen Fanxing blinked and looked at her right hand, as if surprised that she could actually touch his voice.

The tremor that resonated between his mouth and his chest was in her palm.

"Um..." She replied softly, her hair rubbing under his arm with the nodding movement.

Heart beating like a drum.

Shen Fanxing closed his eyes, but the sound of his heart made him unable to even sleep.

The room was so quiet that she felt that Bo Jingchuan could hear her heartbeat clearly.

The body is still tense.

"Can't sleep?" A low, hoarse voice suddenly came from overhead, making Shen Fanxing tensed up again.

After a while, she quietly raised her head from his chest, glanced over his arrogant chin, and looked into his dark and deep eyes.

"A little nervous..."

Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, lightly opened his thin lips, followed by a low, bewitching voice.

"Do you think that when grandma spends her time shutting up here, lying on a bed, and being held in my arms, something will happen sooner or later, and now I don't do anything, and I don't know when to do it, so I feel Are you nervous?"

Shen Fanxing rolled his eyes, seemed to think for a moment, and then nodded, "It seems to be the case."

Bo Jingchuan paused, looked at her, and suddenly laughed slowly.

"Then do something first."

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