Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 88 - Erratic and Pounding Heartbeat

Chapter 88: Erratic and Pounding Heartbeat

“Bo Jinchuan…”

Before she finished speaking, the strong hands around her waist had already pulled her into his embrace with her jaw aching slightly.

Then she watched helplessly as the perfect face that could make women swoon enlarged before her eyes. He captured her lips by surprise.

That brush of their lips in the car yesterday had long been etched on his mind.

There was also the first time when he kissed her. Her warmth and softness made him miss her constantly.

A light peck wasn’t satisfying enough.

“Bo…”

Shen Fanxing was completely shocked by his sudden action.

She pressed both palms on Bo Jinchuan’s chest. But the more she struggled, the more he confined her.

He was taking more of her sweetness and alluring scent.

Indeed, she didn’t disappoint him.

The last vestiges of Shen Fanxing’s rationality told her not to struggle anymore. So she froze in a daze as she allowed the much taller and bigger man to bend down and kiss her forcefully.

She felt as though the air in her chest had been stolen bit by bit.

All her first times in life had been stolen by this man with a gentlemanly and refined facade. But deep down, he was overbearing, domineering and powerful.

There was a change in Bo Jinchuan’s rhythmic, deep breathing and it echoed in her ears. Shen Fanxing clutched his shirt tightly, as though she was an innocent and helpless lamb.

It took some time for Bo Jinchuan to gradually let go of her. Then seemingly not fully satisfied, he gently stroked his lips against hers before resting his forehead on hers.

“What I said earlier wasn’t a lie. You’re the one and only. I only want you.”

Shen Fanxing’s erratic heartbeat became even more frantic. She hesitated for a long time as her mind was in a whirl. She couldn’t formulate a response!

Finally, she pushed Bo Jinchuan away before she fled the pavilion.

She fled in a panic and haste.

Despite her panic, she could still sense the intense stare fixated on her back.

Bo Jinchuan watched as Shen Fanxing departed hastily. He used his finger to brush the corners of his lips.

Her scent and the temperature and warmth of her lips continued to linger.

She was the one and only.

…

Shen Fanxing bolted all the way back to her room. Her heart was beating erratically and it seemed to be threatening to leap out of her chest.

She pressed her chest tightly with a hand and touched her lips with another. She could still feel the distinct numbing sensation on her lips and it took her a long time to calm down.

At the thought of his passionate, lingering kisses and his frank yet direct and overbearing provocation…

What should she do?

Her heart continued to… raced madly.

She clutched her chest tightly.

They had only known each other for such a short time!

Could she really trust him?

She couldn’t even maintain a relationship after eight long years. They had barely known each other for a few days.

Shen Fanxing ambled slowly to her bed. She bent and slided down weakly until she sat on the carpet.

She bit her lip and ran her fingers through her hair. As she stared out of the window at the misty scenery, her eyes were filled with conflict and confusion.

Bo Jinchuan, can you really do it?