Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!-Chapter 778 - Impossible

“You’re too hypocritical!” Bo Jinchuan replied calmly without even looking up.

Shen Fanxing puffed her cheeks and said, “It’s true.”

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of food and placed it in her mouth. “Yes, it tastes good.”

Bo Jinchuan looked up at her solemnly.

“Really?”

Shen Fanxing nodded and said, “Yes, try it.”

She picked up some food for Bo Jinchuan and brought it to his mouth.

Bo Jinchuan took a look and opened his mouth.

It wasn’t exquisite, but the taste was good.

It wasn’t a delicacy. It was just a plate of vegetables. What wonderful taste could there be?

She nodded in satisfaction.

Perhaps lunch suited Shen Fanxing’s appetite, or perhaps she had exhausted too much energy just now. Shen Fanxing finished a bowl quickly.

This was the first time she had displayed her appetite and Shen Fanxing felt embarrassed.

“I… want another bowl. What about you?”

She asked Bo Jinchuan, “It’s better to eat more than to eat more.”

Bo Jinchuan shook his head and smiled at her. Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and looked at the bowl in his hand that was only the size of a fist. Unwilling to give up, she asked, “Isn’t your appetite a little too small? Can your nutrition keep up? Do you have the strength?”.

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow and said, “Don’t worry, I’m more than enough to satisfy you.”

Shen Fanxing stood up from the chair and walked into the kitchen with a red face.

Bo Jinchuan chuckled as his gaze followed her back. He watched as her black hair draped over her shoulders and swayed as she walked.

She was wearing a light purple lace nightgown. The nightgown was not long and was a few fingers away from her knees. He had prepared

it.

Her straight legs were extremely beautiful, fair and slender. He picked up a mouthful of food thoughtfully and chewed casually. He couldn’t help but recall her warm and fragrant body and the pair of long legs wrapped around his waist…

Her hair was scattered messily on the bed, and her face was filled with desire.

Her eyes darkened and her mind was filled with Shen Fanxing’s seductive looks.

Shen Fanxing turned around and looked at Bo Jinchuan’s empty bowl.

“You’re really not eating?”

“Can I eat something else?” asked Bo Jinchuan as he watched her sit down.

“Is there anything else to eat? Do whatever you want…”

She lowered her head and ate a mouthful of rice with a calm expression.

Bo Jinchuan’s heart skipped a beat. “Anything?” 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢

Shen Fanxing glanced at him and her eyes met his, which had changed.

“Cough…”

Caught off guard by Bo Jinchuan’s gaze, she coughed. Then, she quickly lowered her head and focused on eating.

He asked nothing

Based on her past experience, she was certain that if she continued to follow his lead, there would only be one outcome…

The second meal wasn’t much. When Shen Fanxing was almost done, the doorbell rang.

“It’s Yu Song.” ƒ𝑟𝙚e𝔀𝗲𝒃n𝒐𝘷𝗲Ɩ.c𝗼𝚖

Bo Jinchuan stood up to open the door.

Shen Fanxing stood up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. She was thinking about what she had to do tomorrow.

After every incident, the ending was the most tiring.

Yu Song finished all the work in the company and left after reporting a few things.

Bo Jinchuan placed the documents on the coffee table and walked into the dining room. He saw Shen Fanxing washing the dishes alone.

He walked forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her close to him and kissed her ear.

“I’ll wash it?”

Bo Jinchuan asked as his warm kisses trailed down to her neck and shoulders.

Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and nearly lost her grip on the bowl.

“No need. You’re really not suitable for this kind of thing.”

She still remembered how he looked when he peeled the apple. Now that he was willing to cook, she was flattered.

After arranging the dishes, she wiped her hands with a towel.

Then, she turned to look at him. “I’m done with lunch. I’m going to take a nap.”

Bo Jinchuan held her tightly and kissed her round shoulder, removing the lace strap.

She wasn’t wearing anything at all. The strap was on her arm, revealing most of her chest.

His big hand slid down from her shoulder bit by bit. In the end, it covered and closed slightly.

“Did you hurt anywhere just now?”

She was full and lustful.

Even though she had just experienced a fierce battle, Shen Fanxing couldn’t help but feel a surge of warmth when Bo Jinchuan whispered and touched her.

Shen Fanxing bit her lips lightly and tightened her grip on the counter. She shook her head to answer Bo Jinchuan’s question.

Bo Jinchuan flipped her around to face her. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose.

Shen Fanxing’s eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at him. “Time to sleep.”

“I just finished eating and need to exercise to digest it. It’s best…”

Feeling the warmth of the man’s breath on her face, Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes.

“Aren’t you too obsessed with this?”

“I’m only infatuated with you.” He took her red lips and sucked them gently. His hand reached into her skirt and his breathing became heavier. “Don’t you like it?”.

Shen Fanxing wanted to bury her head, but Bo Jinchuan didn’t allow her to do so. His light kiss warmed the atmosphere between them. “What should I do? I feel like I can’t satisfy you every time. This doesn’t seem right.”

Shen Fanxing placed her hand on his shoulder and after a passionate kiss, she panted as she pressed against his chest.

“I don’t care… I only want it this time…”

Bo Jinchuan smiled in satisfaction. He bent down to carry her and placed her on the sofa. He removed her gown and pressed her tightly against the sofa…

In the end, Shen Fanxing had no idea how she fell asleep.

Before she fell asleep, there was only one sentence lingering in her mind

“Don’t ever trust Bo Jinchuan’s ‘only once’

again!”

The next day, Shen Fanxing was surprisingly energetic and radiant.

The entrance of Stars International was already filled with reporters.

The moment her car stopped, a group of reporters surrounded her.

“Miss Shen! Miss Shen! Are you really Star?”

“Did Shen Qianrou really plagiarize six years

ago?”

“Miss Shen, I heard that your work for this competition is already in production. When will it be released?”

“Miss Shen, I’m the editor of XX Fashion Magazine. Please accept our interview!”

“I’m the editor-in-chief of YY Fashion Magazine. Please arrange for an interview with

us!”

“Miss Shen…”

Too many reporters were in chaos.