Chapter 31

Shen Fanxing is a little flattered.

Staring at the apple for a long time without reaching for it.

Bo Jingchuan's white and beautiful hand shook toward her twice again, and whispered:

"haven't you been chatting for such a long time?"

The thin old lady picked up her eyebrows, lowered her head, picked up the cup on the tea table, and sipped it gently without saying anything.

Shen Fanxing took the apple in a panic. During this time, he accidentally touched Bo Jingchuan's fingertip, which was cold.

"Thank you."

She bowed her head and took a mouthful of the apple. The crisp "rustle" sounds very pleasant.

Bo Jingchuan slipped a streamer in his ink eyes, put the fruit knife on the tea table, took out two paper towels and carefully wiped his slender and well-defined five fingers.

The level of delicacy was enough to show that he had never done such a thing.

See Shen Fanxing eat up, thin old lady's face also brushed a layer of smile.

Looking at Bo Jingchuan's eyes, although satisfied, but there is no lack of taste.

In all these years, she hasn't eaten the apple he cut himself.

My grandson!

If today is not stars!

Hum!

Apple is really sweet, sweet Shen Fanxing feel that the heart is permeated with a bit of sweet.

"Stars, what does your friend's company do?"

The living room was quiet. The old lady answered Bo Jingchuan's question and asked again.

"It's Zhiqin cosmetics company. It's building its own factory recently. It's very busy."

"Oh."

Old lady Bo nodded clearly.

After that, he talked about some simple things. When Shen Fanxing finished his apple, Lairong just came to remind him that he was ready for dinner.

Shen Fanxing can't eat a big apple.

I just waited so long and said that I would accompany the old lady to dinner. How could I not.

Before sitting down, Bo Jingchuan opened the chair for her, and she said thank you in a soft voice. When she walked in, Bo Jingchuan pushed the chair forward for a few minutes. Shen Fanxing bent over to sit down. They matched each other very well, and the position was just right.

Then Bo Jingchuan sat next to Shen Fanxing.

Mrs. Bo sat opposite and looked at them with satisfaction.

Lairong seems to be inseparable from the old lady. She is waiting for her meal.

Although there were many things in his stomach, Shen Fanxing picked up his knife and fork and began to eat.

The chair is not full, the shoulders are naturally flat, the back is very straight, the chin is slightly retracted, and the long eyelashes are slightly drooping. She never stoops to look at the food on the plate, and even the chewing action shows her excellent tutoring and quality imperceptibly.

Lairong secretly nodded and looked at the old lady. Her eyes were more satisfied.

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after eating and sitting for a moment, it was dark outside. Shen Fanxing could not stay any longer and finally got up to leave.

Bo Jingchuan followed, and the servant quickly took his suit coat.

"I'll see you off."

His voice is usually low and light. It sounds very simple, but it has a strong meaning that can't be refused.

Shen Fanxing did not refuse.

Two people go out, still take the shortcut.

"When will you be discharged?" Bo Jingchuan's deep voice sounded above her head.

"The day after tomorrow."

Bo Jingchuan was silent for a while, and then said:

"I will be very busy in the next few days."

Shen Fanxing passed through the gate and turned to look at him.

"I can do it myself."

She understood what he meant.

However, having said that, on the day he was discharged from hospital, Bo Jingchuan came.