Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Blushing, Shen Fanxing supported herself with one hand on the soft bed and put the other hand on Bo Jinchuan’s shoulder.

“But…” stammered Shen Fanxing awkwardly.

“Why?” His dashing face was inches away from hers. Even though his expression was nonchalant, he exuded a strong aura of attraction and fatal charm which assailed her senses.

Shen Fanxing’s face turned crimson and she said in a hushed whisper, “This room… to me… is too embarrassing…”

She still remembered the first time Grandma had brought her here to rest. She used his bathroom and wore his bathrobe. In the end, she was pressed down on the bed by him by accident…

“Why do you feel so?”

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and said nothing.

It was better not to mention such an embarrassing incident.

“If I sleep here, what about you?”

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow, but before he could say anything, there was a click.

Both of them looked towards the door simultaneously and froze for a second. Then, they turned their heads to look at each other.

Seconds later, Bo Jinchuan grinned and said, “We can’t get out.”

Shen Fanxing sighed heavily. Why had she forgotten all about Grandma?

“But I have no intention of leaving either.”

Bo Jinchuan whispered as he bent down and grabbed her ankle.

Shen Fanxing retracted her legs instinctively.

She wasn’t afraid of his touch, but his intention was obvious.

She couldn’t bear the sight of such an outstanding man kneeling in front of her as he removed her shoes.

The hand on her ankle tightened to prevent her from escaping. He gently placed her shoes aside, straightened up and bent to place her under the blanket. He then laid down beside her under her gaze.

Shen Fanxing tensed up, but Bo Jinchuan cupped her head gently and put his long arm around her neck. He guided her head to rest on his arm before he pulled her into his embrace.

His familiar scent enveloped her and she placed her hands lightly on his chest. His chest was hard and she could feel his heart beating fiercely beneath her palms.

Bo Jinchuan kissed the top of her head before his deep voice sounded.

“Go to sleep.”

Shen Fanxing blinked as she looked at her right hand, surprised that she could feel his voice.

The tremor that came from his throat and chest was beneath her palm.

“Okay…” she murmured softly. Her locks brushed against his arm as she shifted.

Her heart was racing wildly.

Shen Fanxing closed her eyes, unable to sleep due to her pounding heart.

The room was too quiet and Bo Jinchuan could hear her heart thudding clearly.

Her body was still tense.

“You can’t sleep?” A low and husky voice sounded above her head, causing her to tense up even more.

After a while, she lifted her head silently from his chest, her eyes sweeping past his arrogant chin and into his dark orbs.

“I’m a little nervous…”

Bo Jinchuan frowned at her and replied in a low and seductive voice,

“Do you feel that it’s only a matter of time before something happens after being locked in here by Grandma? We are lying in my bed and you’re in my arms. Even though we’re not doing anything now and you have no idea when something would happen, you’re feeling afraid?”

Shen Fanxing looked around, seemingly lost in thought before nodding. “That seems to be the case.”

Bo Jinchuan paused to look at her before chuckling softly.

“Then let’s do something first.”