Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

With a low groan, Shen Feiwan collapsed backward, exhausted.

She wiped her hands with the silk scarf that had been used to blindfold Bo Junxing, and chuckled, "You lost."

After saying that, she sat up abruptly, took off her loose shirt and threw it aside, then got out of bed.

In this round, Bo Junxing admitted it.

He was the one who surrendered first.

Looking at Shen Feiwan, the bulge on her slender waist and abs was quite eye-catching.

He just put it up.

This time it didn't take long.

That's not actually his normal level.

Just because I couldn't see it, the feeling was magnified infinitely.

His chest was still heaving violently as he asked, "You're not coming anymore?"

She was clearly also moved, but he wasn't satisfied yet.

"What's the rush?" Shen Feiwan walked towards the bathroom without turning her head. "I'll take a shower first, just to be safe."

"They're already outside."

“The straight-line distance isn’t far, what if it gets too intense later?” As she spoke, Shen Feiwan turned her head and said with a half-smile, “Mr. Bo, if you’re going to be this impatient, you might as well get a tubal ligation next time.”

Bo Junxing narrowed his eyes. Did he still not have the patience?

If he hadn't been patient, he would have gone with the flow the first time she took the initiative to flirt with him, instead of waiting until now.

Watching her walk into the bathroom, Bo Junxing got up, removed the rectangular box from the coffee table, and followed her.

Shen Feiwan was tying her hair in front of the mirror when Bo Junxing walked in.

She glanced down at the screen. "All ready to go already?"

Bo Junxing didn't speak; his response was a pair of strong, large hands.

He picked her up and placed her on the sink.

"ice!"

"It won't be icy anymore soon."

Bo Junxing pulled over the showerhead, turned on the hot water, and started rinsing Shen Feiwan's arm, inch by inch, against her skin.

I do this step when I shower, it's normal, but I don't know why it suddenly gets very itchy when someone else does it.

The tickling made Shen Feiwan unable to stop laughing.

Bo Junxing felt that her smile was more like a provocation.

Before long, he veered off course.

Shen Feiwan was already on fire, and now… she threw away the showerhead from Bo Junxing's hand and commanded:

"It's your turn."

"Let's see if you can turn the tables!"

……

Shen Feiwan lay sprawled on the bed, still reviewing the situation.

Halfway through the debriefing, I glanced at Bo Junxing.

This man is really something!

She was very satisfied.

There really was a certain indescribable taste in it just now.

I wonder if he'll be able to come up with something new next time.

"You..." "You want to take back the Shen family's assets, right? Do you need any help?"

"Huh?" I was hoping to explore the pleasures of men and women in more depth, but he's been so unappealing as to bring up this topic.

Shen Feiwan replied listlessly, "No need."

However, she immediately remembered something else, "If we're talking about helping out, there is indeed one thing."

"You said."

“Now that Shen Hao and Shu Yan are both in, only Shen Zhizhi is outside. I reckon she'll ask your Bo family for help, to ask Bo Fang or Dad. Bo Fang definitely won't listen to me, and I don't want to have anything to do with him either. Why don't you put some pressure on him? It's easier for you to do it than for me.”

"can."

"That's all."

"Really gone?"

"Yes, I can manage on my own."

Bo Junxing frowned and reached out to turn off the light.

Shen Feiwan didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, Bo Junxing's voice rang out again, "You're quite efficient, but this isn't something that can be accomplished overnight. It seems you haven't had an easy time since Shen Hao kicked you out of the house. Where did you get the connections and funds needed to do these things?"