Chapter 112

"It's time you took the medicine."

Voice with a bit dry and shallow nasal temperature, a pair of eyes with a bit hazy.

In fact, he had just looked up at her several times, thinking that she was about to fall asleep. But before long, he forced his eyes to open. Then he looked at the clock at the head of his bed and looked at him.

He didn't understand why she was so strong, but now, he seemed to understand.

This woman

He put down the document and drank the medicine under her gaze.

Shen Fanxing reached out and rubbed his hair, "are you sure you don't want to sleep for a while? In fact, it's better to take care of your illness and get twice the result with half the effort than to work hard at this time. "

Shen Fanxing's words are reasonable, but she is not qualified to say it.

Over the years, it has become her habit to work with illness.

"Never mind, there's a little left. If you don't finish your work, you will feel uncomfortable. "

Perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder!

With a sigh, she gave a faint "Oh" and returned to the sofa to sit down.

Bo Jingchuan is good at picking eyebrows.

When Bo Jingchuan finished approving the last document, he looked up and saw that someone didn't know when he was sleeping on the sofa.

She lay on her side, her head resting on her arms, facing his direction.

Body slightly curled up, that pair of today's brush enough sense of existence legs together bending, because of posture, pajamas skirt up a few centimeters, you can see her symmetrical white thigh skin.

Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes darkened. He reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

A heartless woman.

He walked over and looked down at her. Her fluffy hair covered most of her cheeks. The bedroom was full of light, and her skin was white, especially clean and beautiful.

Why did Su Heng abandon this woman?

But this appearance is much better than other women.

What's more, such a lovely woman.

His thick ink eyebrow slightly picked, let go.

Otherwise, he'll have to spend time snatching it from him.

Reach through the woman's neck, the other hand through her knee, carefully picked her up.

Long hair falls in the air.

Her breath was a little heavy because of her illness. Bo Jingchuan bent over and put her on the bed, her lips gently brushing his cheek.

He slightly pause, turn to see her, sleep is sweet.

It's estimated that it's only when I'm sick that I'm so unprepared.

Shallow breathing with a uniform fragrance, Bo Jingchuan eyes dim, thin lips occupied her lips.

A deep kiss for conquering the city.

It's a good thing that the disease will not get better for a while.

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when Shen Fanxing opened his eyes again, it was two hours later.

See oneself sleep on the bed, in the heart some suddenly.

She remembers that she seemed to be on the sofa before going to bed.

On his side, Bo Jingchuan leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Her heart moved.

Sometimes I really don't understand this man.

It's clear that sometimes strong people don't even have the chance to fight, just like

Elegant bandit.

Sometimes it's really a modest gentleman, giving people the safest distance.

But that is to say, he who can't ponder thoroughly can easily capture people's hearts.

"Awake?"

Bo Jingchuan's voice came out first, and then his eyes slowly opened, as if the aurora were slowly spread and dyed into his black eyes.