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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 108

Chapter 108 - He Can’t Recover From This Illness

“You should take your medicine.”

Her voice was dry and hoarse and her eyes were heavy with sleepiness.

He had actually lifted his head to look at her several times just now. Each time, he thought that she was about to fall asleep. Yet minutes later, she would force herself to open her eyes again. Her eyes would then sweep sleepily to the clock beside his bed before she glanced at him again.

At first, he didn’t understand why she insisted on staying awake but now, he seemed to understand.

This woman…

He placed the document down and took the medicine while she watched him.

Shen Fanxing reached out to smooth her hair as she asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to rest for a while? Instead of forcing yourself to work, why don’t you take the time to recover fully first? You can get better results with less effort.”

Shen Fanxing’s words made sense, but actually, she didn’t have the right to say it.

After all these years, she had been working even when she felt unwell. It had become her habit.

“It’s okay, I only have a little more to go. I’ll feel uncomfortable if I don’t finish my work.”

This was a sign of him suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder and perfectionism!

She sighed and grunted in response before she sat down on the couch again.

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow. She was quite obedient.

When Bo Jinchuan was finally done with the last document, he looked up. The woman had fallen asleep, curled up on the couch.

She was lying sideways with her head on her arms, facing him.

Her slender legs which had been well-exposed the entire day were curled up. Because of her sleeping position, the hem of her nightgown had shifted up her thighs. Her fair and slender thighs were revealed.

Bo Jinchuan’s dark orbs darkened and he massaged his temples.

What a heartless woman.

He strode over and bent down to look at her. Her fluffy hair had covered half of her face. In the dimly lit room, her creamy skin made her look exceptionally clean and pretty.

Why did Su Heng abandon her?

With her features, she was much prettier than other women.

What’s more, she was such a cute woman.

He raised an eyebrow. Abandoning her was good.

Otherwise, he would have to spend time snatching her away from him.

He put his hand under the woman’s neck and his other hand under her knees before he lifted her carefully.

Her long hair fell down like a waterfall.

Her breathing was heavy due to her blocked nose. Bo Jinchuan bent down to place her on his bed and her lips brushed past his cheek.

He froze and turned to gaze at her. She was sound asleep.

Her vigilance only vanished when she was sick.

With the sweet scent of her body and even breathing, Bo Jinchuan’s eyes gleamed darkly and his lips captured hers.

It was a deep kiss to besiege her.

Being unable to recover from this illness didn’t seem like a bad thing either.

When Shen Fanxing opened her eyes again, it was two hours later.

She was a little confused when she saw herself sleeping on the bed.

She remembered sleeping on the couch.

Turning her head, she saw that Bo Jinchuan’s eyes were closed. He was seemingly asleep on the couch.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Sometimes, she really couldn’t understand this man.

Sometimes, he was so strong and overbearing that nobody could even utter a word of protest. Just like a… refined bandit.

Yet, he could be a gentleman at times, staying a safe distance away.

Yet, it was also precisely the reason why she couldn’t fathom him completely. And that was why he could invade her heart effortlessly and unexpectedly.

“You’re awake?”

Bo Jinchuan spoke first before opening his eyes slowly. His eyes looked as though there was an aurora shining from the depths.

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. "Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?" With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile. Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier— "Dear, address me as your husband." Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

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