Nannanli

Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. 
"Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?"
With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile.
Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier—
"Dear, address me as your husband."
Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Their breaths met in close proximity. They could feel the warmth of each other's breath easily.

Shen Fanxing's heart had nearly leaped out of her chest. She wanted to resist him, but he was too close to her. She couldn't even move an inch.

She could only retreat by pressing her back hard against the seat. However, Bo Jinchuan's breath followed closely with their noses almost touching each other.

His scent had enveloped her tightly.

Shen Fanxing couldn't take it any longer. She placed her palm on Bo Jinchuan's immaculate suit.

She wanted to stop him gently, but the moment she opened her mouth, her lips brushed lightly against his.

The touch was cool and it felt soft.

Something unnoticeable stirred in the depths of Bo Jinchuan's eyes. That light touch of his lips made her heart race as fast as a cantering horse.

Then, the feeling of insatiable longing lingered.

My Biggest Concession