บท 1683: What Are You Laughing At?

Even though she didn't say anything at first, Bo Jinchuan understood.

After being slapped, he pulled her into his embrace to comfort her.

"I'm fine…"

Images kept flooding into Shen Fanxing's mind.

Her face did not warm up and she trembled uncontrollably.

The things in her mind made her shudder occasionally.

She hurriedly grabbed Bo Jinchuan's shirt.

She buried her face in his chest.

Bo Jinchuan's face was extremely cold, but he hugged her tightly and rubbed her shoulders, trying his best to comfort her.

"It's alright, Fanxing. I'm fine now…"

Shen Fanxing opened her eyes and remained silent in his embrace for a while. Then, she raised her head slowly and placed her hand on Bo Jinchuan's handsome face.

Her hands were cold and her palms were covered in cold sweat.