Beloved wife bad temper: Stop it, CEO!

With a gloomy face and long legs, Bo Jingchuan steps over and pulls Shen Fanxing up.

Shen Fanxing is unstable at his feet, and is pulled into his arms by Bo Jingchuan's powerful power.

Her thin and strong chest hurt her.

"Drink..."

They took a breath and looked at each other.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Does Bo always like Ji Yi? Seeing that Ji Yi has been taken advantage of, is that jealous? "

"I said, where did Ji Yi get the money to hold a free concert? What is that money for Bo?"

"No wonder, no wonder..."

Ji Yi was embarrassed when she heard this.

Where are these?

How could she develop with CEO Bo?

Besides, the chief executive is Mr. Shen

Just when everyone envies Ji Yi, Bo Jingchuan once again takes Shen Fanxing by the wrist and strides to the backstage?

"Ah, Mr. bo..."

"Mr. bo..."

Xiao Mingjie is a little worried that two people will fight in his photography team, so he wants to go with him!

Lanxi is more inexplicable and angry.

She came here today to get in touch with Mr. Bo.

Why Ghost knows Mr. Bo such a handsome person, what will see last season, this kind of little girl film.

She clenched her teeth and ran after her.

Bo Jingchuan directly caught Shen Fanxing in the dressing room.

With a click, the door of the room was locked.

Lanxi and xiaomingjie just came to hear the sound of locking, they were all in a daze.

Two people inexplicably look at each other, eyes or thick of the doubt.

Fight is fight. Is it necessary to lock the door?

Besides, how can Mr. Shen beat Mr. Bo!

She's a woman!

Shen Fanxing, who has entered the dressing room, shakes off Bo Jingchuan's hand and strides towards the dressing table.

I can't hide my cold anger.

Behind Bo Jingchuan closely followed up, pulled Shen Fanxing, pressed her on the dressing table.

Her soft red lips were rubbed by her cool fingers.

"Pain What are you doing? " Shen Fanxing reaches out to push him!

Bo Jingchuan put his arms around Shen Fanxing's waist and held her close to him. His eyes were cold and gloomy. His slender fingers held Shen Fanxing's jaw and pressed her.

"What are you running for, huh? Do you have nothing to tell me? "

Shen Fanxing frowned, "no!"

"Shen Fanxing!" Bo Jingchuan rebuked coldly, and glanced at her white suit.

Suddenly he stretched out his other hand and pulled it apart. The buttons of his suit seemed to bounce on the dressing table and the ground, making a jingling sound.

Shen Fanxing took a cold breath.

"Bo Jingchuan, what are you going to do?"

Bo Jingchuan's handsome face is full of cold anger.

"I don't think I'm attractive enough, do I? How dare you dress like this to attract those women's eyes? "

He said, pulling the remaining buttons off her suit and throwing it on the floor.

Shen Fanxing gritted his teeth and glanced over Bo Jingchuan's arm clasping her waist. With hatred in his heart, he stretched out his hand to tear off Bo Jingchuan's black suit and untied the button.

Bo Jingchuan looks at her action, the delicate ink eyebrows follow closely, and holds Shen Fanxing on the dressing table.