"You're looking forward to it?"
Shen Fanxing shook her head decisively under Bo Jinchuan's dangerous gaze.
"I'm not a masochist!"
Bo Jinchuan smiled and caressed her head before pulling her into his embrace…
Even though it had only been a few days, Shen Fanxing didn't feel sleepy at all after sleeping on the plane.
She turned to look at Bo Jinchuan, who had fallen asleep, and her eyes softened.
The thought of him waiting for her at the airport in the wee hours of the morning filled her heart with warmth and satisfaction.
He gave her enough trust, consideration, and love to make her the happiest woman in the world.
She was even a little terrified. She felt that no matter what she did, she couldn't reciprocate his feelings.
She raised her head slightly and leaned closer to him. The man's handsome face was too intimidating.
Reaching out, she traced the man's perfect features from a distance.
