Respect

"You can't take calls on the plane, but you can send messages online. Don't you think so?"

"And then? What does that mean?"

The man's tall and slender figure made him look up.

She inched closer to him and her breath landed on his chin.

"It means that… you missed me first and couldn't help but come all the way to see me, right?"

In a small town like Provence, even her breath smelled of lavender.

Bo Jinchuan's eyes darkened and his grip on Shen Fanxing's waist tightened. He bent his head slightly and inched closer to her face.

"Yes… I missed you, so I couldn't help but come all the way to see you. Are you satisfied?"

Not expecting him to admit it so easily, Shen Fanxing was stunned.

Her heart was suddenly filled with sweetness.

Bo Jinchuan raised his hand and pinched Shen Fanxing's chin. His voice was low and sexy.

"You miss me too, don't you?"

The distance between them made Shen Fanxing gasp.