Shen Fanxing was placed on the bed in the bedroom, and then Bo Jingchuan let her go.

Then he got up, looked at her with heavy eyes for a moment, and then turned in silence.

He should have wanted to go to the balcony, but his tall body shook slightly and didn't move.

He turned sideways again, presumably to go to the bathroom, but he still didn't take a step.

He finally turned in the direction of the door, was silent for two seconds, and finally raised his feet and walked outside.

Shen Fanxing looked at him and was a little confused for a while.

The bedroom door opened and closed, and the room was deserted in an instant.

The dark gray bed sheets and quilt cover made her feel inexplicably cold.

Looking at the closed door silently, Shen Fanxing didn't make any moves, just blinked his eyes.

According to what I know about him, the pent-up temper in the western suburbs should be vented when I come back.

She failed to keep her promise and hurt herself.

Based on the experience of the past in Hong Kong, he should show himself with a cold face how much he doesn't like him to be injured, and use meticulous and gentle "cold violence" everywhere to make her "remember for a long time", warning her that if she lets herself be injured again, the consequences will be serious.

But he didn't have it now, there was no so-called delicate and gentle cold violence, and he didn't give her any ugly and gloomy face.

Silence.

She once again stopped him from hurting Yuan Sichun because of her.

He saw her being whipped by Yuan Sichun with his own eyes, but he couldn't feel angry for her in person, she felt that the temper he had forcibly endured was now entrenched in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent.

Shouldn't he have stayed by his side?

Lose your temper with yourself.

This kind of temper that has accumulated entirely for herself, she would love to see.

It's just that today seems too abnormal.

has been lying silently on the bed, thinking about Bo Jingchuan's abnormal behavior today, she is even wondering, is it possible that another Lacey appeared next to her today and made him taste it?

Or did she win the game on horseback today, and he didn't know until he had an opinion about hurting people with a gun?

Or rather, most of those people today are trying to kill her...... Scared?

Blinked again, thinking about it, it seemed that there were too many things that had happened today.

Carefully getting up from the bed, she opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, where he was nowhere to be seen.

She walked out of the room again, and the second floor was generally quiet during the day, and there was no sound from the high-end Persian carpet.

She stood at the top of the stairs and looked in the direction of the living room, but did not see Bo Jingchuan's figure.

Standing still and thinking in silence, she reflexively walked to the study at the end of the corridor.

The door of the study was ajar, Shen Fanxing's nose was too sensitive, just a slight gap, she could smell a faint smell of smoke.

The smell of smoke?

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Fanxing's eyes, and he raised his hand to gently push the door open, and the familiar figure stood straight at the window, with his back to her, one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand was lifted, and he couldn't see the other end of the arm crooked.

The windows were wide open, and the temperature in the study was low.

She opened the door and walked over, unable to hold back her voice, but the usually sensitive man didn't seem to notice it.

Until she walked up to his side, stood beside him, and whispered "Achuan".

His hand shook suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at her.

The moment he saw Bo Jingchuan's expression, Shen Fanxing's eyes shrank instantly.

What kind of face is that?

A pair of dark and deep eyes were as red as blood, and the light from the outside hit his face through the wide open window, illuminating his eyes without knowing whether it was the color of blood or the clear water.

The anger that had almost grown from his bones was obviously fighting with endurance at this moment, and the thin smoke between his index finger and ring finger had been pinched flat.

"Agawa ......"

She had never seen such a thin Jingchuan, it looked terrible, but a sour feeling gushed out inexplicably in her heart, and it went straight to her throat and spread to her eyes.

Seeing that it was her, Bo Jingchuan extinguished the cigarette in his hand, reached out and closed the wide open window, and the cold air was instantly blocked.

"Why don't you get some rest?"

He spoke in a low voice, but his voice was like a puff of smoke, and the low mist was hoarse as if it were spreading out of a crack.

Reaching out and tightening her clothes, careful to avoid her wounds.

"Cold."

He took her hand, and a word came out in a low voice, and he pulled her away from the window where the window had just been wide open.

He might have been about to send her to the bedroom, but she stopped in the middle of the study and tugged at his arm to convey the message that she didn't want to leave.

"Huh?" He looked back at her.

Shen Fanxing bit his lip, but tears still filled his eyes.

She pulled her hand away from his big cold hand and walked over to him, leaning close to his lean, broad chest, her clothes still stained with coldness.

"I'm sorry."

She muttered, tears instantly darkening over his dark suit.

She lifted her arms around his waist and pressed against his body, eager to melt herself into his.

Bo Jingchuan was forced to take a few steps back by her force as if she was about to squeeze into her body, and finally stopped at the edge of the desk.

Bo Jingchuan's delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and he reached out to hold the woman in his arms, and a dumb voice came from above his head.

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry."

Shen Fanxing's nose was sore, her tears couldn't be stopped, the sourness in her throat was extremely uncomfortable, she was used to the psychological hint of not letting herself cry easily, she tried her best to suppress herself and not make any sound.

But my heart was really sore.

"I didn't deal with the people around me and gave them the opportunity to hurt you, and I even gave you ...... anger"

Shen Fanxing shook his head in his arms, "That's not the case!" ”

It was she who took the initiative to ask Yuan Sichun for the competition, it was she who gave Yuan Sichun the opportunity to hurt herself, it was she who didn't let him touch Yuan Sichun, it was she who ......

Forced him to the way he is now.

Bo Jingchuan didn't speak, his silence proving that he was still forcibly locked up in a sturdy cage.

Like a besieged beast, it withholds its anger when it reaches the brink of the brink and besieges itself to the death.

Shen Fanxing knew that he didn't listen to his words, trapped in his own overflowing emotions, endured himself and didn't vent, clasped her waist with one hand, and gently circled her, deliberately not wanting his emotions to leak half a point and affect her.

"Can you ......?"

After a long time, Bo Jingchuan suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse, he paused, but Shen Fanxing nodded again and again.

"Yes...... From now on, whatever you say will be whatever you say, and I will never be good at asserting again......"

"Don't worry too much about me." Bo Jingchuan said.

"......" Shen Fanxing paused.

What is ...... called? Don't worry too much about him?

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[I have forgotten to say, in fact, on the first day of this month, I begged for a monthly ticket and said that I wanted to rush to the top ten, and then everyone supported Nan Nan, in fact, we also successfully entered the top ten on the first day, and then the goose ...... I watched our data clearly rank third, fourth, and fifth, and then the official ranking was only eighth, and I saw that the number of votes on the first day of February 1 was displayed as a number, while the number of votes for this month under some authors was more than four or five times more than the number of votes on this day. It feels very unfair, and it's sad to think about it, I cheekily begged, and you gave me great support, but I was crushed by the brush...... I consoled myself, and now I will explain to you in the same way, that we used our strength to occupy the eighth position on the first day, despite the brush! It's still very proud, thank you again, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, I can't repay it...... The New Year is busy at home, and there are some other reasons that cannot be said, I want to give back to you with updates but I can't guarantee that I have enough time, I can only say that I will be busy after the New Year, and I will supply you little by little. Thank you for your support~~~】