Shen Fanxing's eyes sank violently. He just turned over to avoid yuan Sichun's madness. As a result, Bo Jingchuan took him to his arms the next second, followed by a clear slap.
Yuan Sichun screamed, and the whole person fell directly into the reporters under the steps.
The reporters subconsciously backed back, but after seeing the embarrassed yuan Sichun, they soon gathered around him again and began to take pictures of Yuan Sichun lying on the ground!
Bo Jingchuan holds Shen Fanxing tightly in his arms. Without looking at Yuan Sichun, he takes Shen Fanxing in his arms and leaves Bo's consortium under the protection of his bodyguards.
Until the car, Shen Fanxing was relieved.
Turning to look out of the window, the reporters gathered together for a long time.
It is conceivable that Yuan Sichun is in a mess now.
However, she was responsible for everything.
His chin was pulled back. "What else are you looking at?"
Shen Fanxing frowned, opened his chin and gave Bo Jingchuan a cold glance.
"Don't touch me. You smell terrible."
Bo Jingchuan frowned slightly and looked down at his flat clothes. "This is new clothes."
Shen Fanxing turns his face to one side and does not look at him. He moves out again, deliberately widening the distance from Bo Jingchuan.
Bo Jingchuan stares at her for a long time. He suddenly smiles in a low voice, reaches out and unbuttons his suit coat, takes it off, and throws it to Yu Song in front of him, saying:
"find a garbage can and throw it away."
Smell speech, Shen Fanxing side head, looked at Yu Song, saw the suit coat beside him, some surprised to turn his eyes to see Bo Jingchuan.
She only had a thin white shirt on her body at the moment, and her tie was very beautiful. Naturally, it was her handwriting, but now the temperature outside did not allow him to wear this kind of clothes.
Now the temperature in the car is appropriate, but once you go out, it must be cold.
Shen Fanxing frowned more tightly, "what are you doing?"
Bo Jingchuan smiles, "I also think that dress has a bad smell."
Shen Fanxing's eyes flashed, knowing that he understood what she had just said, but now he felt that he couldn't hang on his face.
"It's better to smell something bad than to be sick."
Bo Jingchuan smiles and shakes his head, "it's important for you to be angry when you are sick."
“……” Shen Fanxing pursed his lips and didn't speak for a moment.
What? Her anger is more important than his illness
"What if you pass it on to me? I'll do it myself. What if it affects the babies? "
With a silent smile, Bo Jingchuan reached out and put her whole body back in his arms. He whispered to her ear:
"just jealous, eh?"
This statement of the tone, let Shen Fanxing can't help but slightly pulled the lip.
"No
"Well?"
Bo Jingchuan murmured and simply hugged Shen Fanxing to his leg.
"Give you a chance to say it again, jealous?"
Shen Fanxing's face was a little flustered, "be careful, you're holding more than me now..."
Shame has become a habit for a long time. Yu Song must have consciously raised the partition board at this time.
Bo Jingchuan gave her a big hand on her stomach, and her voice was not happy.
"Don't talk about the two of them all day long. How much can they weigh now? At most, the weight of two embryos..."
"Poof..."
This time, before Shen Fanxing had time to respond, Yu Song, who was driving in front of him, couldn't help laughing.
The car smells of vinegar!
Who is jealous!
My child's Vinegar must be eaten.
Bo Jingchuan's face sank. "Do you have hearing aids in your ears?"
Yu Song coughed awkwardly twice, "sorry, sir, I just A joke suddenly occurred to me
"Tell your wife a few jokes and then go home."
“…… Yes, sir
Shen Fanxing couldn't help pulling his lips. "Who said that he wanted to listen to jokes?"
"They said it."
Bo Jingchuan pointed to Shen Fanxing's belly.
"How can they talk now?"
"They passed it on to me with their ideas."
“……”
“……”
We don't want to hear jokes.
Bo: No, you want to hear it.
Two little ones: we don't want to.
Bo naipa: I'm your Lao Tzu. If I say you want to hear it, you have to.
Two little ones: we're going to tell mom.
Mr. bo Don't want to hear it. Remember, children who like to complain are not good ones.)If it wasn't for Yu Song's effort to restrain himself, he would have broken the Gong again.
Who will tell him where his old gentleman has gone?
Shen Fanxing couldn't help laughing. It sounds that Bo's father should get along with his two children in the future.
"Come on, say it again. What did you say to Yuan Sichun just now? What am I to you? "
Shen Fanxing is also helpless, this problem can not live or die.
"My man, all right." I can't help but follow Bo Jingchuan's meaning, but I'm angry to say, "why didn't you fight for it at the board meeting and just give up the competition? Bo has been in your hands for so many years. How much energy have you put in? Do you mean to give up when you give up? "
Although I was glad to hear that he was willing to give up Bo's inheritance right for her, Bo's as for him must have a special meaning. How could she be willing to let him give up the Consortium for her?
Bo Jingchuan said with a smile, "just because I put in too much energy before, so I think it's good to retire this time, so I will have more time to accompany you. Not happy? "
Shen Fanxing looked at him, two people just flirting relaxed at the moment completely disappeared.
"Not happy! Achuan, I don't want you to lose anything for me. I don't want to hold you back. I never want to... "
Bo Jingchuan leaned over to kiss her lips. After a deep kiss, he touched her forehead and said:
"nothing is more important than you."
Shen Fanxing calmed down, and his voice was soft and soft:
"but that's Bo. How can he give his hand to others..."
"Just one Bo, I can make one, I can make two, not to mention you are so smart and powerful by my side."
Shen Fanxing hooked his lips and nodded. He was very proud and said slowly:
"of course, you're so powerful. You're just a bo. You don't have to worry about it."
Bo Jingchuan gently smile, "well, very powerful."
Shen Fanxing hummed twice, turned his eyes and suddenly changed the topic:
"you are not firm enough to Yuan Sichun today. You didn't say more than two words to her from the beginning to the end. You should give her a good reprimand! "
Bo Jingchuan's face sank slightly. "There's nothing more to say to her."
He had taken her to the dungeon, but she still went her own way. No matter how much she said, it was just a waste of words.
It's better to give her a little substantive punishment than to give her more reprimand.