Chapter 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.
Shen Fanxing's heart warmed and she turned around.
She looked up at him and her gaze met the man's dark eyes.
"I didn't blame you."
She quipped lightly, and her eyes full of remorse.
"Bo Jinchuan, you've done everything so well. It's my fault because I was too sensitive. Sorry."
"Yes. Express your apology in another way."
Shen Fanxing blinked and retorted, "You're not modest."
"That's because I trust your sincerity in your apology," replied Bo Jinchuan with a smile. He bent down and got close to her, asking, "Have you thought of how to apologize?"
How could Shen Fanxing not know what he was thinking? Her pretty face blushed and she said, "I haven't thought of it."
Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze to study the feigned ignorance on her face. A warm smile flashed across his eyes as he caressed the corner of her lips with his long fingers.
His voice was low and alluring. "If you don't give it to me, I can choose to take it myself."
Shen Fanxing paused and acted instinctively as she bit the man's finger.
What did he want?
She had been with him for some time, so how could she have no idea what he was thinking?
Bo Jinchuan's finger was bitten by her, despite not using much strength, he could glimpse rows of her pearly white teeth.
He didn't feel any pain, and he could even feel the occasional brush of her warm tongue against his finger.
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and said huskily, "Let go."
Hearing his strange tone, Shen Fanxing swept a glance at his expression. Seeing his solemn face, she thought that he was mad and hurried to loosen her grip.
But the next moment, his warm hand lifted and cupped the crown of her head. She glimpsed his hand for a second, before the man already lowered his head to kiss her.
Shen Fanxing paused, a streak of annoyance flashing across her eyes.
Being on guard against him only made it easier for him!
Bo Jinchuan planted a gentle kiss on her soft lips. The moment she let go of his finger, her widened mouth allowed him to deepen the kiss.
Seeing the chagrined look on the woman's face, his smile deepened.
"Kissing you now is my privilege. The benefits are rare, so do you think I'll let you have your way?"