Chapter 930 She Almost Destroyed His Her...

Shen Fanxing's body needed to recuperate. Considering her physical condition, her trip back to Pingcheng was delayed again.

The old man woke up early, and he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Bo Zirou had been rescued.

He personally came to Bao Jingchuan's yard to look at Shen Fanxing.

Bao Jingchuan lowered his head and kissed Shen Fanxing's hair, and said softly:

"Let's talk first, I'll get you a hot cup of milk."

Shen Fanxing raised his eyes and smiled at him.

"Um."

After all the tossing and tossing like yesterday, and watching Bao Zirou's operation for nearly two hours in the hospital, after sleeping all night, his spirit was even more lethargic.

Mr. Bo sat on the sofa opposite, his voice was calm.

"Last night, I wronged you."

Shen Fanxing wore a fur shawl around himself, his eyebrows were light.

"It's over."

Anyway, she suffered, and she was indeed wronged, so in this case, she would naturally not say the word "it's okay" that should have been said the most.

The old man glanced at her, with complicated emotions in his deep eyes that had been accumulated over the years.

"Jing Chuan cares about you very much. It's beyond my expectation."

Shen Fanxing curled his lips slightly.

"Don't worry, I will never let him get into a dilemma for me. To be honest, I don't care what happens to the Bo family, but if he cares, I must care with him. So he is willing to give up and even bear the burden for me. Certain things, I would never let him do that for me."

The old man was actually shocked. She valued Jing Chuan so much, so he was naturally happy.

But the most important thing is, "So the only way for you to prevent him from being caught in a dilemma is to choose to wrong yourself? But what he cares about most seems to be you, and even more, above everything else. You choose to wrong yourself, it may not be What he wanted most."

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and shook her head, "Why should I let myself be wronged? He will feel bad when I am wronged, and he will blame himself. I love him so much, how can I let him be sad?"

"You saved Zirong last night." The old man stated the facts, "For you personally, the punishment you should most hope for him is death. You made concessions for Jing Chuan, wronged yourself, and chose to save him younger brother."

Shen Fanxing smiled, and looked at the old man with weak eyebrows, "I'm used to living in a society ruled by law. From a legal point of view, Bo Zirou, should he die?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, "Death is not a crime."

Shen Fanxing shrugged, "So he didn't deserve to die. I was born in the present, and it's against me to get into a corner with the law. Maybe sometimes we are a little bit reconciled with the result of the legal trial, but this kind of reluctance is in private. For example, after the incident, I found a few people to beat him up, and I felt comfortable, and felt that the grievance was nothing."

The old man pursed his lips, eloquent girl.

He gave her an annoyed look, "It's also illegal to beat someone up!"

Shen Fanxing laughed softly, "I have Ah Chuan, he will help me settle things."

Mr. Bo took a deep look at her, and finally let out a "hehe" laugh, and finally, he burst out laughing heartily.

That's right, Jing Chuan can bear a life for her, let alone a fight that is not worth mentioning at all?

But for the two, it is obvious that this girl has saved Jing Chuan too much trouble.

This girl really impressed him little by little.

Bao Jingchuan stood outside the door, hearing the old man's laughter, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

I really don't know if he wants to be happy or not.

Does she depend on him?

But only in this kind of thing?

Taking a deep breath, a sense of powerlessness hits my heart.

"cough……"

Shen Fanxing coughed lightly, and there seemed to be a little embarrassment in his voice.

"You... don't be too happy, I'm not very big-hearted..."

"Hahaha...ha...cough...huh? What do you mean?"

The old man gradually withdrew his laughter, looked at her inexplicably and asked.

Shen Fanxing glanced at him, then turned his gaze aside.

"It's nothing."

"you……"

Just when the old man was about to ask again, the door of the room was pushed open, and Bao Jingchuan came in with milk in his hand, and sat down by the bed.

"Warm, drink now."

Shen Fanxing took it over, and the old man didn't say anything more when he saw this, he stood up, said a word, and left.

After drinking the milk, Bao Jingchuan took the cup and put it on the cabinet.

Seeing the little milk on Shen Fanxing's lips, he leaned over and moved closer.

Shen Fanxing was caught off guard, her body shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously reached out to push the man who was close to her.

"don't want……"

Her voice trembled, and the feeling of powerless horror from last night echoed in her mind, and now it was not only buzzing, but also a mess.

But Bao Jingchuan held the hand she put on him to resist.

"Fanxing, who am I?"

A hoarse voice sounded between the two, the temperature, breath, and voice were all so familiar.

She trembled her eyelashes, gasped lightly, and her resistance gradually became weaker.

"Who am I, huh?"

Bao Jingchuan seemed to be coaxing, trying to suppress the impetuous edges and corners in her heart with the most familiar and gentle voice.

He gently crushed her lips, with his voice, continuous.

After the long kiss was over, Bao Jingchuan pressed against her forehead, held one side of her cheek in his hand, and gently stroked her fair cheek with his thumb.

"I will never let you encounter this kind of thing again in the future."

After he finished speaking, he pressed and rubbed her lips with his lips again.

The breath between the two was short and hot, the other hand that was pushing Bao Jingchuan's chest at first withdrew, and after a long time, he made a fist, and finally gently climbed onto Bao Jingchuan's shoulder.

It was almost like a test, and he took the initiative to respond to Bao Jingchuan.

When she realized that the resistance in her heart was no longer as deep as before, or even no longer repulsive, and then fully knew that this was Bao Jingchuan's breath, temperature, and touch, she even wanted to cry with joy.

In fact, as her kisses became harder and more intense, tears did fall from the corners of her eyes.

Bao Jingchuan noticed it and let go of her slightly.

A pair of black eyes were somewhat obscure.

"Why are you crying?"

Shen Fanxing bit her lip and hugged Bao Jingchuan's neck tightly with her arms.

"Scared me to death...I'm really worried...I'm worried that I won't be able to respond to you again..."

There was a rare soft crying in her voice. Last night was almost the most fearful and helpless time in her life.

She had no way to protect herself.

The idea that if she was defiled, she would rather die, was always accompanied by horror in her heart.

She was her own, and Bao Jingchuan's even more.

What she has to do is to protect herself for him, but she almost...

She almost ruined his her...