His Nemesis
Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing felt helpless. Given their current situation, what else could she do?
It was merely an excuse to kiss and hug!
This man had an alluring face and possessed a noble and calm temperament. Yet, he did something childish and funny. The contrast was…
"Hurry up."
Bo Jinchuan's deep voice urged her, his eyes full of anticipation.
Shen Fanxing glanced at the living room again. After confirming that there was no one around, she planted a swift kiss on Bo Jinchuan's lips.
He was speechless…
Bo Jinchuan didn't budge and Shen Fanxing looked at him.
After a long while, Bo Jinchuan's face darkened even more.
"That's all?"
Shen Fanxing sighed and said, "All right, I still have to cook."
She was about to jump down when Bo Jinchuan hooked her waist.
"No, my anger is not appeased."
"But…"
Shen Fanxing hesitated before glancing at the living room worriedly.