Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"Anyway, sooner or later, they will be together. One is elm and one is reserved. The two of them can't make progress. Of course, I can't stand by!"

Obviously, crooked.

The word "of course" doesn't hold up.

"Okay, old lady, it's time for us to take a lunch break."

"Well. Lai Rong, you say, how long does it take to open the door? Is one hour enough? Think it's shorter, two hours?"

Lai Rong sighed and said helplessly, "Old lady..."

"Forget it, let's open the door in three hours."

Butler Lai Rong: "..."-

Two hours later, Shen Fanxing woke up in Bo Jingchuan's arms.

Before opening his eyes, his nose was filled with a familiar, cold fragrance.

The heart throbbed violently at first, and then slowly resumed its proper rhythm.

Slowly opening his eyes, he noticed Bo Jingchuan's impeccable shirt, slightly wrinkled.

It wasn't the first time that she woke up in his arms, but compared to the last night in the car at Shengjing Manor, she was obviously much calmer now.

In other words, unprecedented peace of mind.

"What are you thinking about?"

Breathing is completely different when a person is asleep and when awake.

As early as the moment Shen Fanxing opened his eyes, Bo Jingchuan had already woken up.

Hearing this, Shen Fanxing raised his head from his arms, "I just woke up, I feel like this, it's okay..."

Bo Jingchuan frowned and looked at her, Shen Fanxing saw that his handsome face was half-hearted, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Well." Shen Fanxing sat up from his arms and looked up at the weather outside the window, "Are you going to have dinner here?"

"Yes, or you have to leave first."

Shen Fanxing shook his head, "Dinner with grandma."-

Butler Lai Rong opened the door quietly long after the old lady fell asleep.

Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to wait until the two of them really have something to do, open the door and can't get out, and directly bring the matter to the surface.

When Bo Jingchuan and Shen Fanxing went downstairs, Lai Rong was already with Mrs. Bo in the living room.

Seeing the two come down together, the old lady's face blossomed with a smile.

After all, it was noon, which was much longer than the first time the stars came.

"Girl Fanxing, did you sleep well?"

Shen Fanxing's ears turned red quietly, "Sleep well, grandma."

When the old lady Bo heard this, she laughed even more happily, and nodded again and again, "That's good... not bad... Come on..."

"..."

"..."

What does sleep have to do with fueling? !

The meaning could not be more obvious.

Shen Fanxing's beautiful face still did not block the red bottom, "Grandma, we didn't..."

As the two approached, Old Madam Bo's gaze fell on Shen Fanxing's neck, a clear red mark was very conspicuous on her fair and delicate skin.

The old lady's eyes lit up, she was obviously shy when she saw Shen Fanxing, she laughed again and again: "No, no, grandma understands..."

The ending of the word "understand" is dragged for a long time.

There are no three hundred taels of silver here.

Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and stopped talking.

The old lady Bo then put her eyes on her grandson who was beside her, and her hand resting on the armrest of the wheelchair gave him a thumbs up.

"Young man, come on!"

No name was given, but Bo Jingchuan's face darkened slightly.

Enough of the fuss?

[Beautiful people, they are still young, come on... vote~]

[Three hundred chapters, let’s celebrate with bubbling flowers. 】