Embarrassed, she wanted to hide from him. But she failed to do so in his embrace nor under him.
Something flashed across her eyes before she resigned herself to fate.
"That place… it's ticklish…"
Bo Jinchuan's eyes glinted with raging desire and a knowing smile gradually widened on his dashing face.
His smile was faint but it had an indescribable visual impact.
His charm and allure were enough to bewitch a woman completely and effortlessly.
"Which part is ticklish?"
His cheeky tone left Shen Fanxing stunned for a few seconds. After all, she wasn't ignorant and was a grown woman. The underlying meaning in his question left her bashful again.
"I meant my neck!" Shen Fanxing raised her voice unconsciously, afraid that he would misunderstand.
Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and drawled, "Why are you so worked up? Of course I know it's your neck."
Shen Fanxing bit her lips silently.
He was so hateful.
