บท 952: Yet He Was Worried

She tugged again and the blanket moved again. In the end, it wriggled to the side.

Despite the size of the bed, it was moved to the edge.

Bo Jinchuan smiled helplessly and reached out to pull Shen Fanxing into his embrace. He covered her head with the blanket and said softly,

"Alright, they've all left."

Shen Fanxing bit her lips under the blanket and allowed Bo Jinchuan to hug her. The embrace made her heart feel full.

After being hugged for a while, Shen Fanxing found it difficult to breathe. Bo Jinchuan couldn't wait any longer and reached out to pull her blanket.

"If she doesn't come out soon, she'll really suffocate."

"Pfff…"

Shen Fanxing didn't insist. She lifted the blanket and panted heavily.

"I'm really suffocating."

Her hair was a little messy. Bo Jinchuan smiled and tidied her hair.

Then, his fingers slid to her rosy cheeks.

"Sorry."