Beloved wife bad temper: Stop it, CEO!

The old lady said with a pause, her loving face gradually changed into a heavy one.

"I don't want my grandson to become a puppet who only revolves around the family. He should have any kind of feelings in the secular world. This is what we all have from birth. Even pain is his right, isn't it?"

Shen Fanxing slightly side of the head, see the living room balcony men are talking on the phone tall and straight figure, in the heart of a surge of sour.

Everyone can only see his beautiful appearance, but never know what kind of experience he has.

Even she sometimes thinks he can do anything.

He will always be a perfect posture, first saw that steady wise, indifferent deep appearance, enough to prove that he is a calm man with terrible self-control.

"Star girl, no one is perfect. He can live up to the expectations of the family and manage the business in an orderly way, but it doesn't mean that he must be transparent emotionally You should bear with him more. "

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips. "He's been treating me all the time..."

If it were not for his strength and hegemony, she would not have developed to such a stage with him.

She's the passive one.

In this way, she is really too passive.

Old lady Bo sighed, with a heavy voice. "Girl, you should know how to grasp it."

Shen Fanxing's chest was shocked.

Bo Jingchuan this time has received the phone came in, tall and straight body bent down, sitting next to her.

The clear and familiar breath came, and Shen Fanxing's heart beat up abruptly because of his extraordinary aura.

She could not help but lowered her head, trying to cover her hot face that might turn red.

"What's the matter?"

Bo Jingchuan looked down at her, low voice with his unique deep charm, cool palm covering her forehead, "what's wrong?"

Shen Fanxing looked up at him in a hurry and shook his head, "No."

A clear and beautiful face with red thin clouds and bright star eyes shows her daughter's posture.

Bo Jingchuan's hand pauses slightly, and his dark eyes flash by. He takes back his hand indifferently and naturally. Then he picks up the cut fruit and hands it to Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing took it and put it into his mouth.

Pineapple soaked in salt water, to the astringent, very sweet, juicy also.

Bo Jingchuan sat beside her indifferently and calmly, with his slender legs folded together. After he handed her the fruit, he held his head on his side and looked at her.

The light sweeps a silhouette on his handsome and matchless face. Her facial features are three-dimensional and deep, and the light reflected in her black eyes falls on her face.

Looking at her eating the fruit, he gently opened his thin lips and said, "is it delicious?"

Shen Fanxing inadvertently stretched out the tip of his tongue and swept the corners of his lips, then nodded, "it's delicious. Would you like to try it? "

Bo Jingchuan shook his head, his voice was gentle and low, "you eat."

Lairong sighed and said, "Miss Shen, young master doesn't like sweet."

Shen Fanxing turns his head and looks at Bo Jingchuan.

Bo Jingchuan stares at her watery and bright lips. His dark eyes are deep. He pulls his lips slightly.

"Not really. It's just a little picky. "

Lairong a little puzzled to see more Bo Jingchuan one eye, not always do not like to eat sweet?

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