Vaguely, Shen Fanxing could detect the amusement in Bo Jinchuan's low and voice, which was followed by a deeper kiss.
Shen Fanxing relaxed after hearing Bo Jinchuan's words. She looked up but she didn't reject his kiss.
Bo Jinchuan's unique scent wafted into her nose, her stifled breaths deepened as her legs turned wobbly.
He grabbed her hips and the next moment, her feet left the ground. She was carried and placed on the counter.
The man continued to kiss her. The moment Shen Fanxing sat down, her dazed eyes cleared up.
Bo Jinchuan relinquished his grip slightly. Her posture on the glazed counter allowed her to look into his eyes effortlessly.
"Your mind is somewhere else, isn't it?"
His eyes darkened as he stared at her. His low and hoarse voice was tinged with seductive danger.
His warm breath tickled her skin gently.