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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 79

Chapter 79 - My Biggest Concession

Their breaths met in close proximity. They could feel the warmth of each other’s breath easily.

Shen Fanxing’s heart had nearly leaped out of her chest. She wanted to resist him, but he was too close to her. She couldn’t even move an inch.

She could only retreat by pressing her back hard against the seat. However, Bo Jinchuan’s breath followed closely with their noses almost touching each other.

His scent had enveloped her tightly.

Shen Fanxing couldn’t take it any longer. She placed her palm on Bo Jinchuan’s immaculate suit.

“Bo Jinchuan…”

She wanted to stop him gently, but the moment she opened her mouth, her lips brushed lightly against his.

The touch was cool and it felt soft.

Something unnoticeable stirred in the depths of Bo Jinchuan’s eyes. That light touch of his lips made her heart race as fast as a cantering horse.

It ended before it even started.

Then, the feeling of insatiable longing lingered.

The lips that were right in front of him were exquisite and soft. In between her breathing, there was an alluring sweet scent which bewitched him.

Shen Fanxing’s hands on his shoulders trembled nervously.

How could this be…

From what happened just now, did that count as her initiating the kiss?

Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze and moved his hands towards her to unbuckle her seatbelt.

“If I didn’t bring you here tonight, I would have responded to your kiss.”

She was speechless…

“But bringing you to my place is already making you uncomfortable. If I were to respond to you and to take advantage of this situation, I would really not be a gentleman anymore…”

Finishing his sentence, Bo Jinchuan paused before chuckling lightly. He said, “Sometimes, bandits do have principles.”

Shen Fanxing relaxed as her nervousness vanished slowly.

Bo Jinchuan got out of the car and went to open the door for her.

“Welcome to the bandit’s stronghold. I’ve brought you back forcefully. Get off the car, future wife of a bandit.”

Embarrassment flashed across Shen Fanxing’s face but she got out of the car anyway.

She took a quick look around, at the mountains and streams.

She pursed her lips and smiled quietly. “This geographical location is indeed ideal as a bandit’s stronghold.”

Bo Jinchuan grinned slightly and said, “You have to be careful then. There is no going back from here.”

After leading Shen Fanxing into the main residence, they saw a few servants waiting respectfully along a wall.

“Go and tidy up a room,” ordered Bo Jinchuan.

“Yes, Master.” The servant hurried away.

“It’s getting late. You can stay in the guest room for the night. Tomorrow you can go shopping. There are a few other residences in the backyard, you can choose any of it.”

“I… can’t. Bo Jinchuan, one night is enough…”

Bo Jinchuan turned around, his voice turning icy.

“I’m deliberately avoiding the thing that you’re worried about. Letting you choose to stay in another residence is already the biggest concession I can make. You will stay at the back while I’m taking the place in front. We’re not even staying under the same roof. Given the safe distance, what do you have to worry about?”

“I…” Shen Fanxing bit her lip and frowned slightly. That was not what she meant.

Bo Jinchuan inched closer to her and tucked her loose hair behind her. shoulders. He lowered his head and stared at her intently and his deep voice sounded.

“Don’t feel bad. Take it that you’re getting to know this place. Besides, this place will be yours sooner or later.”

Shen Fanxing raised her head to look at him. She moved her lips but didn’t utter a word. Resignation streaked across her eyes.

Bo Jinchuan smirked and said, “Don’t look at me like that. If you dare to reject me now, I don’t mind doing what a bandit should do.”

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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Score 8.8
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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