Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

In the car, Shen Fanxing remained in Bo Jinchuan’s embrace.

Their positions didn’t shift even after they were inside the car.

The car had traveled quite a distance away from the hotel. Shen Fanxing huddled against Bo Jinchuan’s chest, feeling at ease as she breathed in his familiar scent.

As she relaxed, the alcohol in her body seemed to course through her blood even more quickly. Her temples were still throbbing and she felt so dizzy that she didn’t want to move anymore.

“Feeling uncomfortable?” asked Bo Jinchuan softly as he caressed her hair with his large hand.

Shen Fanxing’s eyelids were heavy as she rested her head on the window. She nodded with her eyes closed.

“Headache…”

Bo Jinchuan guided Shen Fanxing back towards him, and she opened her eyes to look at him.

The neon lights of the city flashed past outside of the car windows. Her eyes reflected a tinge of discomfort.

His heart skipped a beat and he pulled her back into his embrace.

Enveloped by warmth once again, Shen Fanxing gave a light sigh. She relaxed completely, ignoring the pounding pain in her head and the overwhelming dizziness.

She rubbed her head against his chest and gave a soft sigh of contentment.

Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze to the woman lying obediently in his arms. The alcohol had left her face completely flushed. The aloofness and toughness that she usually displayed were gone. Her hair was slightly messy as several locks fell on her face. Her long lashes fluttered lightly with her sleepy yet rhythmic breathing, making her look peaceful.

Half an hour later, they reached Grand View Manor.

“Master, we’re here.”

“Okay.”

Bo Jinchuan glanced askew at Shen Fanxing who was sound asleep. He said, “You may leave.”

Even though he was looking at Shen Fanxing, Yu Song got out of the car quickly.

Bo Jinchuan ran his fingers to tuck Shen Fanxing’s hair behind her ears before stroking her cheek. “We’re home.”

Shen Fanxing frowned and her eyelids twitched, but she didn’t open her eyes. Instead, she rubbed herself against his chest with her hand moving across his waist in an attempt to stop him from moving.

She had found such a comfortable sleeping position, and she didn’t want the warmth to disappear.

Bo Jinchuan looked at her hand on his waist and the woman who was sleeping comfortably in his embrace. He smiled gently at the sight of her.

“You’re not getting up?”

“Yeah, this place is good,” said Shen Fanxing sleepily.

Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened. There were only two of them in the car, and the smell of alcohol and the scent of the woman lingered.

He reached out to tip Shen Fanxing’s chin up, his voice low and hoarse.

“What’s good?”

“Yes, it’s… warm here.”

Shen Fanxing was drunk and sleepy. Bo Jinchuan’s pleasant and deep voice sounded in her ears and she answered instinctively.

Her hand caressed the man’s chest, which complemented her response.

“Kiss me and I’ll let you sleep here tonight, okay?”

Bo Jinchuan inched nearer to her. His warm breath had a faint trace of alcohol.

Shen Fanxing struggled to open her eyes, only to see the chin of the man.

She paused before she raised her head and planted a kiss on his chin.

Surprise glinted in Bo Jinchuan’s usually calm and intelligent eyes.

Even though he was the one who made the request, he was merely saying it casually.

He hadn’t expected her to kiss him.

Shock only lasted for a split second before an intense emotion overwhelmed him.

He pressed her chin and turned her face around.

“What happened just now doesn’t count. Let’s start over!”