Castrate Him
Editor: Atlas Studios
However, judging from Young Master's expression, he didn't look too good.
The few of them looked around, not knowing what to do.
In the end, they pretended not to see anything and went about their own business.
Bo Jinchuan walked forward and Shen Fanxing turned around to wash the dishes.
Bo Jinchuan grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace.
"When did you see our childhood photos? Huh?"
Shen Fanxing placed her hand on his shoulder and scanned her surroundings.
Although the servants were busy, their gazes could not help but drift over.
Her eyes were full of ambiguous smiles.
Shen Fanxing blushed and pushed Bo Jinchuan's chest. "Let go…"
However, Bo Jinchuan wouldn't let go of her. Instead, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and pressed her against his tall and slender body.
"Hello…"
Infuriated, Shen Fanxing punched his shoulder forcefully. When she looked up at him, her eyes met his dark orbs.