Beloved wife bad temper: Stop it, CEO!

Forced to resist the impulse and shudder from the body, "enough Enough... "

Warm big palm pressure in her waist, cool fingertips pick open the hem of her shirt, instant no barrier on her waist skin.

Shen Fanxing took a breath of cold air, and his eyes widened to the maximum.

The warm hand began to swim in her shirt, and Bo Jingchuan was extremely satisfied with her delicate skin.

"Enough If we continue, something will happen... "

Shen Fanxing panted, pressing his hand across his clothes on the back of his hand.

"If you dare to compromise with me in this matter when you are most confident, Shen Fanxing, don't let me catch you!"

Bo Jingchuan's low voice fell down and suddenly bent down and bit her lip.

Shen Fanxing blinked her eyes, and the man's almost gnashing teeth made her panic for no reason.

She had a premonition that if she did arrive at that time, she might really die several times.

"I'll take a bath first."

Calm down, Shen Fanxing pulls away from him and looks into the man's eyes.

At the moment when she got up from the bed, Bo Jingchuan grabbed her wrist again. Her low voice seemed mellow, which made Shen Fanxing's heart tremble.

"Wash here."

Shen Fanxing pauses for a moment. The first thing in his mind is the text message that Bo Jingchuan sent her this afternoon.

Now it seems that it's only a matter of sleeping together at night. ]It's too late.

After a moment's hesitation, she nodded.

"Go ahead and put on my clothes." Bo Jingchuan hooked his lips, went to the wardrobe, took one of his shirts and stuffed it into her arms.

"This..." Shen Fanxing looked at the clothes in his hand and hesitated.

"Why?"

Bo Jingchuan looked down at her. Her dark eyes were deep and her voice was hoarse. Shen Fanxing shook his head because of the appearance that she might be pulled over or rushed over at any time.

"Nothing."

Then he went into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms and a red face.

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I washed my hair in the bath, cleaned everything up, picked up Bo Jingchuan's shirt and put it on my body.

At first she was worried that a single shirt would be naked.

But now looking at the clothes in the mirror almost just over her thighs, she thought too much.

Clearly as a woman, she is not a small bird in person's figure, did not expect a man's shirt to wear on the body, actually can be so big.

When the bathroom door opened, Shen Fanxing pulled his clothes and came out with wet hair.

Sitting on the sofa, Bo Jingchuan slowly raised his head and put his tablet computer aside. His dark eyes followed her figure, watching her walk in front of him in his shirt, sitting on the bed and wiping her hair. Her slender, straight legs, white and delicate, were close together, motionless, but still shaking people's eyes.

I can smell that she used his shower gel, but when it came to her, there was a different fresh smell coming out, with the breath of exclusive woman, floating into his nose.

He stood up and his tall body suddenly changed the atmosphere in the bedroom.

She took the towel in her hand and dried her hair.

"Sleep here tonight. Well

Shen Fanxing's fingers tightened and looked up at him. The two people's eyes met. The deep eyes reflected her appearance, clearly like the thousands of stars reflected on the lake.

She blinked a little, and suddenly nodded in relief, "OK."