Chapter 835

"Where are you going today?"

Bo Jingchuan picked up the chopsticks and gave her a sauce chop. Shen Fanxing quickly turned aside to block his chopsticks.

"Don't eat that."

Bo Jingchuan pick eyebrow, "now began to pick food?"

Didn't you like people a little bit before?

Shen Fanxing shook his head. "No, I just don't want to. I've been fattened a lot. I can't be fatter any more..."

Bo Jingchuan slightly tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, "not fat. It's more comfortable to feel a little fatter. "

Shen Fanxing squints and stares at him, holding chopsticks and pushing back the chopsticks in Bo Jingchuan's hand.

"Then you eat. You're not fat either. It's comfortable to feel a little fatter. "

"Oh."

Bo Jingchuan was teased by Shen Fanxing, "men can't be fat. It's easy to influence their performance if they are fat."

Fat affects play

Shen Fanxing's action of eating pauses. He looks up at Bo Jingchuan and turns his eyes slightly. Then he instantly understands the meaning of his words.

You can't do that!

This man is really

"If you say that, all the fat people in the world have no wives?"

Bo Jingchuan slightly pursed his lips. "This is not necessarily true, but naturally I want you to be the happiest woman in the world. How can I make you just ordinary in this way?"

“……”

Shen Fanxing is speechless.

I really don't understand why men are always more open-minded than women in such matters?

Now clearly is a well-dressed, temperament zhanran ascetic male god is not?

Don't you really think it's very image subversive?

The end of this kind of topic is always Shen Fanxing's surrender first.

"You haven't answered my question. A where are you going?"

"Go to the company." Bo Jingchuan said lightly.

Shen Fanxing is not surprised. The old house of the Bo family is in Hong Kong. It's normal to have a company here.

Shen Fanxing said, "what should I do?"

Bo Jingchuan glanced at her, "you are waiting for me in the room."

"I don't want to."

Shen Fanxing calmly opened his mouth and then put a mouthful of rice in his mouth.

Bo Jingchuan looked at her and said with a smile, "do you want to go to the company with me?"

"I came here to see you. Don't you think it's too much for you to leave me alone in the room the next day?"

Bo Jingchuan looked at her with a smile, then nodded, "it seems to be a little too much."

At this time, the door of the room was knocked, followed by the sound of Bo Jingxing, and the sound of the door being unscrewed.

"Brother, what do you do in the house most of the time?"

Shen Fanxing looked up at Bo Jingchuan and pulled down his shirt.

Bo Jingchuan's eyes narrowed. He picked up the crystal ashtray in the corner of the tea table and threw it at the door.

"Go away!"

"Misty grass!"

"Bang!" Let's hear it.

The ashtray landed on the door with a crisp sound.

Lightning, flint, a close call.

Bo Jingxing leaned against the door and patted his chest, "thanks, I'm quick! Is this the murder of my brother? "

Shen Fanxing quickly put down his chopsticks, stood up, barefoot, stepped on the soft carpet, and ran into the bedroom.

A pair of tall and slender legs in the air back and forth wrong, and the waist of the hair, because her movement flying up a beautiful radian, only belongs to her a kind of fragrance, seems to fill the whole room.

Before long, Bo Jingxing tentatively opened the door again, and saw that there was no "murderous" attack, so he was slightly relieved.

Then I saw my brother sitting on the sofa, staring at him coldly.

Bo Jing didn't see his clothes. He swept around the living room, "eh? Where's my sister-in-law? "

At this time, it must be safest to have a sister-in-law.

Finally confirmed that there was no one in the living room, swept a closed bedroom door, only to show a meaningful expression.

Rubbing in front of Bo Jingchuan, Bo Jingxing said with a low smile, "brother, was what my brother said right yesterday? Is that cool? "

Bo Jingchuan looks at him.

The appearance of that lazy evil spirit is obviously a posture of satiety.

Bo Jingxing was annoyed and sat down on the sofa.

"See how much my sister-in-law loves you? All the way to send myself to you to eat! Look at me again I Damn, that dead woman... "

Seems to think of something, thin Jingxing suddenly change gnash teeth up.

See if he goes back to "clean up" her?!

Smell speech, Bo Jingchuan hook lip to smile, low way: "she said she missed me."

“……”Bo Jingxing had an old blood card and almost didn't vomit to death there.

Please find him an expression bag to express his mood at this moment!

Shen Fanxing is listening to the conversation between the two people in the bedroom, and he is almost shamed to death by Xiu.

These two brothers, don't you know how to talk more implicitly!

Why did you come all the way to him to eat

It's like

That's right in the end.

Shen Fanxing stroked his forehead. Although it was true, it sounded so awkward.

"I don't care. Anyway, I heard from old man Wu today that old man's condition has improved! After the two old thieves left, I was definitely the first to go first! Go back and clean up the little woman who doesn't understand the amorous feelings at home! "

Bo Jingchuan glanced sideways at him, "don't you mean that you two are married because you are kind-hearted, just helping others? I urge you to divorce every day, but now you complain that people don't understand the customs? "

Shen Fanxing frowned.

What?

Is sang Yu and Bo Jingxing a fake marriage?

She said before looking at two people get along how strange, it is really a problem.

"Good hearted, that's a legal couple!"

Bo Jingchuan lightly glanced at him, "she let you touch?"

"I..." Bo Jingxing choked a big red face, "that Of course, you didn't know when she begged me to touch her. She... "

Bo Jingchuan reached out to stop Bo Jingxing, "I don't want to know."

“……”

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips, and could not laugh or cry.

Fortunately, Bo Jingchuan stopped in time.

Otherwise Bo Jingxing will go on

He may say something shameless.

Bo Jingchuan's vision toward the direction of the bedroom swept an eye, then inexplicably light cough.

Bo Jingxing did not know when he took a bowl and set up a bowl of rice for himself. He was eating it boldly and gracefully.

I heard my brother coughing and looked at him.

The result just bumps into the line of sight that Bo Jingchuan looks at him.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he rubbed to Bo Jingchuan's side, with his ears on his side.

Deliberately lowered his voice and said, "brother, what can I do for you?"

Bo Jingchuan once again glanced at the bedroom door, and his dark eyes lowered his voice.

"At night..."