"Do you know how the bandit's woman got here?"

Bo Jingchuan raised his other hand against the cupboard behind her, and put his arm around her waist slightly.

Avoiding her wounds, but with the most possessive posture will be her circle in his territory.

"Most of the bandits' women are robbed. They all have a title. They are called "Mrs. YaZhai."

Shen Fanxing strained his body.

She always thought that this gentle and calm man was intelligent.

This kind of person is good at cooking frogs in warm water.

Bo Jingchuan is right!

But from the beginning, she clearly realized that Bo Jingchuan, a man, was so easily captured by the company commander.

And such a man, once domineering strong up, no one can bear.

For her, he was too aggressive.

I can't fight.

At the moment, Shen Fanxing just feels that he deserves it.

I fell into the hole I dug!

Lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot!

It's all her!

She is not so far as she thought.

"You Do you have to use the word "bandit" to stop me? " All she had left was helplessness.

Bo Jingchuan picks eyebrows, "you don't always use the word" gentleman "to bind me."

“……”

Looking at Shen Fanxing speechless, a look of chagrin, Bo Jingchuan secretly hooked his lips.

Slightly raised his head, the tip of his nose against her fragrant hair, quietly sniffed.

"Don't use the word" gentleman "to block me to death. Although I have patience, it's still limited. What's more, your attraction to me is not simple. "

Then he slipped to her ear again, and the deep, hoarse voice continued to stir maliciously in her ear.

"I can't be a gentleman all my life."

As he said, he rubbed her hand around her waist.

Shen Fanxing knows his self-evident hint even if he has never experienced anything again.

She felt her blood was warm, her hair was erect, her scalp was numb, and her feet were so soft that she almost sat on the ground.

Fortunately, Bo Jingchuan put his arms around her and lifted her to the ground.

"What's the matter?"

Bo Jingchuan's deep and pleasant voice brings a little pleasure, which makes Shen Fanxing blush and shy.

Is the nature of this man really so bad?

"Itch!"

Qingli's face was a little sulky, and her face turned red. She put her hand on the back of Bo Jingchuan's hand on her waist.

She was angry at her failure. She knew that he had intended to do it, but she was still like this.

Bo Jingchuan let her go, casually holding her right hand, and said with a smile:

"it's like a cat scratching."

Shen Fanxing was angry and looked at him with wide open eyes. His appearance was just like seeing some wonders of the world.

Bo Jingchuan straightened up slowly and put his hands in the pockets of his trousers.

The scrupulous ironing of the expensive pure hand-made suit, against the background of his tall and slender figure, the proportion can be called perfect, and the noble air arises spontaneously.

Shen Fanxing's expression is a little trance. Looking at him like this, it seems that what he just teased is her dream.

"Dinner's coming. I'll go down first."

Forced to pull back his mind, Shen Fanxing left a word, turned and quickly left Bo Jingchuan's room.

This man, toxic!

Stay away!