After a pause, Shen fan Xing walked slowly to his feet and stood in front of him.
He reached out and handed the rose to Bo Jingchuan.
Looking up at the man's hot and focused sight, Shen Fanxing's face has turned red uncontrollably.
"Happy birthday."
Bo Jingchuan looked down at a handful of flowers in front of him and reached for them.
After that, he was still staring at her, and his low voice was beautiful.
"I love the surprise."
Shen Fanxing's heart beat faster and his face was a little red.
After a few seconds, she bypassed Bo Jingchuan and closed the door.
Then turn around, looking at the same turn around, holding a rose, still staring at her man.
Shoulder slightly against the door, looking up at the man, bit the lip.
"Don't look at me like that..."
Bo Jingchuan's lips curved a little. "I'm looking forward to what kind of surprise you will bring me."
Shen Fanxing takes a breath, cuts his shoulder slightly, and his delicate clavicle rises and falls twice.
Bo Jingchuan's eyes darkened for a moment.
Shen Fanxing only knows that women like to be thinner. It's better to be thinner with delicate and beautiful collarbone.
Because it's beautiful and sexy.
In fact, this is just a woman's self-image.
The clavicle is actually the most attractive part for men.
Especially when they change with the unconscious actions of women.
Men will want to see their variety, will want to let the woman's blood, even every bone, because of them and tremble.
As now, Rao is Bo Jingchuan, no matter how gentleman, that pair of clavicles is also too reverie.
I think they will ripple a more beautiful radian under his provocation.
However, Shen Fanxing did not know. He went to him, put the flowers aside, and reached out to help untie the man's tie and the button of his suit.
"Are you sure you want to take off my clothes at this time?"
Bo Jingchuan's voice is more and more low and hoarse, and Shen Fanxing's hand is slightly stunned by the seductive charm.
She raised her eyelids and looked at him. "Do you eat in your coat when you get home?"
Bo Jingchuan didn't speak. He watched as she took away his tie, untied two buttons on his chest, and then went around behind him to take off his suit coat.
Then he took him to the restaurant.
Candlelight, dinner, a bottle of Bordeaux.
Bo Jingchuan looks at everything in front of him. His handsome face is full of warm smile.
Hold up the high foot wine glass, face with a smile, voice soft like her hands that wipe the soft beauty of red wine.
"Or Happy birthday
Bo Jingchuan's eyes are calm, and his lips always contain a layer of smile.
Raise the glass, a clear sound from the glass announced the start of tonight's dinner.
After a glass of wine, Shen took a deep breath and looked at the meal in front of him.
"The foie gras, which I cooked myself, was specially ordered from France. It didn't arrive until this afternoon. Try it. "
Here, Bo Jingchuan can see that Shen Fanxing has spent a lot of time on his birthday.
The warm smile on his face dissipated a bit, and what he got was a bit obscure and deep.
Looking at the foie gras carefully prepared in front of him, Bo Jingchuan picked up his knife and fork, elegant and noble.
Shen Fanxing looked at him quietly. In this world, I'm afraid few people can be as pleasant as Bo Jingchuan, even having a meal.
Eyes like ink, straight nose, sharp lip line outlines his thin lips, facial features perfect and handsome, every trace of expression is so just right, the face is always indifferent at most.
There will be no big ups and downs of expression, as if nothing in the world will shock him.
That calm and steady attitude is Shen Fanxing's favorite attitude.