Bab 268: You're Not Modest

The sounds of running water drowned out Bo Jinchuan's footsteps.

When a pair of hands appeared on her waist and a strong and warm chest pressed against her back, Shen Fanxing froze instantly.

The man's familiar scent engulfed her, his warm breath landing on her ears and nape as well as her skin.

His voice was low and seductive. "I thought you would ignore me for a long time."

Shen Fanxing relaxed her tensed body. Upon hearing Bo Jinchuan's words, she turned her head slightly.

Bright light streamed past her pert little nose, and her long lashes fluttered as her lips moved, producing a soft and pleasant voice.

"Why would I ignore you?"

"You were very upset this afternoon, and I was the one who lost my temper with you."

Shen Fanxing placed the plate aside and rubbed her hands on her apron before placing her cold hands on Bo Jinchuan's.

Bo Jinchuan looked up and tightened his grip on her cold hand.