Chapter 397

The impulse to rush to the forehead gradually came down. She sighed deeply and put the preserved fruit between her fingers into her mouth.

There's a residual smell in his mouth.

How sweet

When Bo Jingchuan came out of the bath, Shen Fanxing was already sleeping on the sofa.

Close to see her, that curls up the body to sleep the appearance to look like lets the human be distressed.

These days, they occasionally sleep together, often in the middle of the night, when she sleeps soundly, she will habitually bow up and try to shrink herself into a ball.

There are so several times, he forced to hold her, do not let her turn back to her, in the middle of the night will still unconsciously to his arms.

At first he was happy, but gradually that feeling dissipated.

It's a sign of insecurity.

It seems that such an independent and stubborn woman, in a person's night, alone reveals her inner vulnerability and uneasiness.

Her mother made an extreme choice in front of her. The Shen family never held up an umbrella for her. Su Heng made it worse. She chose to give up her between life and death. There was no good thing in people's disdain and other people's misunderstanding.

But she just survived to now, herself a person, not sophistry, not humble, candid people distressed.

Bending down, he picked her up, gently put her in the soft bed, and accompanied her to lie down on the bed.

She opened her eyes vaguely, with some obvious vigilance.

Then when he saw Bo Jingchuan clearly, he relaxed his slightly stretched body, closed his eyes and got into her arms.

Bo Jingchuan hooked his lips, and his black eyes were stained with thick doting.

He likes the trust she has.

He always knew that she was on guard against people, including him.

He sometimes gets a headache from her defensiveness.

Sometimes she felt that her defense against people was just like this, otherwise, how could she trust him so much?

Contradiction!

I want her to trust him, but I think she can do it to anyone.

He may appear in front of her when she is vulnerable, but what if it was not him but someone else?

She's the only one on guard?

With a sigh, she closed her shoulders and got into a dead end.

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sleep soundly in an afternoon.

I vaguely remember that she was carried to bed by Bo Jingchuan.

But there was no Bo Jingchuan on the bed.

When he got out of bed, he walked out of the bedroom barefoot. Sure enough, he saw Bo Jingchuan sitting on the sofa with his straight back resting on the back of the sofa. He did not know when he had changed into a white and blue striped shirt. He looked down at the tablet computer in his hand, with a touch-screen pen between his long fingers, expressionless and meticulous.

Men at work are the most handsome.

Not to mention Bo Jingchuan.

Simply lean against the door frame of the bedroom, head against the wall, quietly looking at the man who is seriously working.

The evening sun is still very abundant, but it is much softer than before.

The light reflected on his perfect and delicate face, and Shen Fanxing's mind poured into a sentence for no reason -

facing the sea, spring flowers bloom.

He is the one who gives her warmth.

"Not enough?"

For a long time, a low suddenly sounded. Shen Fanxing blinked coldly. Bo Jingchuan now put his tablet aside and looked at her from a distance.

Shen Fanxing straightened up and came to him with the meaning in his eyes.

Bo Jingchuan took her to sit down.

"What kind of food would you like for dinner? I'll take you."

"Er, er..."

Shen Fanxing has not yet sat down, there is an idea to escape.