Chapter 1682: Grief

"I'll keep an eye on her. But...... If you don't show up for the Duke's birthday banquet this time, you're bound to fall for it......"

Belle pursed her lips.

Yes, all the people who were invited to the banquet before were her.

And as the eldest princess of the royal family, she will always be treated as a guest.

All kinds of reverence and envy were all focused on her.

Although those people usually flatter her, she has heard others talk about her behind her back.

If she hadn't shown up at Burgundy's birthday party, I don't know what those people would have said about her behind her back.

It's a pleasure to say that her former high-ranking was a joke, and now that her status has been replaced?

Nowadays, people fall into the well, and people are everywhere when they see people putting down dishes.

She hadn't seen it, but she had seen it with her own eyes.

After seeing more, you will know that people live in this world, and only rights and status are the most important.

So she couldn't give any of them a chance to laugh at her.

She has to participate in this birthday banquet, even if she can't participate, then Shen Fanxing can't have this opportunity.

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Shen Fanxing went out of the palace and returned to the hotel, in a luxurious hotel suite, Bo Jingchuan was in the study to deal with business.

The temperature of the room is appropriate, Bo Jingchuan gray shirt, a simple V-neck woolen shirt outside, casual home.

Shen Fanxing leaned against the door frame of the study, clasped his hands around his chest, and quietly watched the man concentrate on his office.

I see him with me every day, and I haven't seen him go to any company, and even his mother chases him behind his ass every day and screams at Little White Face, and he is a young master who has nothing to do in a wealthy family.

But who would have thought that the thing he was holding in his hand was so terrifying.

It's just that the world's largest fire dealer is annoying, which is enough to shock everyone.

No wonder he didn't take Bo in his eyes.

No wonder, I don't reject the identity of "little white face".

In this world, I'm afraid there are few little white faces like him.

However, the way men work is really eye-catching.

A few minutes passed, and Bo Jingchuan finally put down the pen in his hand, leaned back into the chair behind him, and looked up at her.

"Have you seen enough?"

Shen Fanxing shrugged with a pair of delicate eyebrows, straightened up and walked into the study, came to his side, leaned against his desk, and faced him.

"I'm not paying attention at work, and I obviously don't move anything."

Bo Jingchuan gently hooked his lips, "You don't have such a strong sense of existence if you don't speak, but what should you do?" ”

"Then I'll go. Doesn't bother you with work. ”

The hand was gently pressed, "I don't want to work anymore." ”

Shen Fanxing blinked slightly, "How can that work?" Now you are old and young, and they are counting on you to feed you. ”

Pulled Shen Fanxing into his arms with a slight force, "Yes, I still have to support a noble princess, and I should really work hard." But not now, obsessed with women, and have no intention of working. ”

Shen Fanxing was helpless, reaching out and rubbing the knitted sweater on his neckline, but a pair of starry eyes were obviously a little absent-minded.

Seems completely immersed in your own world, not knowing what you're thinking.

Bo Jingchuan narrowed his eyes, grabbed her hand, and his voice was low.

"What's going on?"

Shen Fanxing sighed lightly, leaned a little closer to him, lifted the hem of his sweater, lowered his head and fiddled with it repeatedly.

"Grandma said that the day after tomorrow was the birthday banquet of the grandchildren of the Grand Duke of Burgundy, and asked me to attend."

Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, "And then?" ”

Shen Fanxing put down the hem of his sweater, and his slender fingers slid gently over the sweater lines on his chest.

"The mother and daughter are about to die of anger."

With a sigh, she added:

"In that way, one by one wants to cut me with a thousand knives. His eyes are as good as Yuan Sichun's. ”

Bo Jingchuan's deep voice sounded, "Don't make trouble." ”

Shen Fanxing walked his fingers on his shirt and paused, "After all, it's in the palace, how can I make trouble?" ”

His fingers dotted on his shirt with some dissatisfaction, expressing dissatisfaction and protest.

The next second, the hand was clenched, "I told you not to mess around here." ”

Shen Fanxing's eyes flashed, and Bo Jingchuan's low voice was obviously hoarse, which made her understand something instantly.

Lifting her eyes to look at him, she saw that those eyes full of hidden emotions were really staring at her, and her fingers curled up slightly.

"You...... Can't you think of something else? ”

What did she do?

All of a sudden, he became like this?

Moving her body, she blushed and wanted to leave him, but the person was suddenly picked up, and the next second she fell to the desk.

Two long arms encircled her around his chest, and the man's face was close at hand.

The warm breath came to his face, and the low voice almost sounded close to his face.

"Before I came to the pregnancy test, Tang Jian said that it was already three months old."

Shen Fanxing's eyelids jumped, and his fingers involuntarily grabbed his thread coat.

"yes...... Congratulations, it's been three months......"

The warm palm suddenly pressed against the skin on her lower abdomen, rubbing gently.

"yes, Tongxi."

Shen Fanxing couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The word "Tongxi" made her a little frightened.

Is he "rejoicing" that they are going to become parents in seven months?

Or is it because he is finally free to do whatever he wants after three months of pregnancy?

Although she didn't agree with him, she thought that there was a situation at the moment, probably the latter.

She tried to draw his attention back.

"I'm going to a birthday party the day after tomorrow......"

"Well, tomorrow you can have a good day of rest."

Shen Fanxing: "......"

Is that what she meant?!

"Ah Chuan, you should think about how to earn money to support your family now! Work Important......"

"Not now, the beauty is current, and I can't help but be moved."

The big palm winds straight up.

Shen Fanxing's scalp was numb for a while, and he grabbed Bo Jingchuan's clothes, his starry eyes trembled slightly, and the man's slightly tense expression was printed on the bottom of his eyes, and his expression relaxed with his body.

The messy hands on her body never stopped, her face suddenly turned red, and her breathing gradually changed rhythm.

"You can't ...... nonsense after three months"

Bo Jingchuan chuckled lowly, "Hmm." ”

Shen Fanxing lowered his eyes, and his face turned red.

…………

"I'll go with you to the banquet."

"Hmm."

Shen Fanxing responded weakly, lying in the soft futon, not wanting to move for half a minute.

It hasn't been for a long time, although she still feels that Bo Jingchuan is also restrained and careful this time, but the afterglow has not passed, and she really doesn't have much strength.

Bo Jingchuan gently squeezed her shoulder with his big palm, "What do you want to do these days to deliberately stimulate them, huh?" ”

Shen Fanxing slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips pulled out a faint arc.

"Of course, I want them to make mistakes. Nothing is more convincing than grasping the present. ”