Chapter 295 - Which Part Is Ticklish?

Embarrassed, she wanted to hide from him. But she failed to do so in his embrace nor under him.

Something flashed across her eyes before she resigned herself to fate.

"That place… it's ticklish…"

Bo Jinchuan's eyes glinted with raging desire and a knowing smile gradually widened on his dashing face.

His smile was faint but it had an indescribable visual impact.

His charm and allure were enough to bewitch a woman completely and effortlessly.

"Which part is ticklish?"

His cheeky tone left Shen Fanxing stunned for a few seconds. After all, she wasn't ignorant and was a grown woman. The underlying meaning in his question left her bashful again.

"I meant my neck!" Shen Fanxing raised her voice unconsciously, afraid that he would misunderstand.

Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and drawled, "Why are you so worked up? Of course I know it's your neck."

Shen Fanxing bit her lips silently.

He was so hateful.

Bo Jinchuan grinned and bent again, with his lips touching the skin on her neck.

Shen Fanxing gripped the back of his shirt tightly, her body tensed.

"Is it ticklish here… or here?"

Bo Jinchuan's low and seductive voice sounded every time he kissed a part of her neck. Shen Fanxing bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from losing control of her voice. But she couldn't stop her tensed body.

"Seems like you're ticklish everywhere," whispered a low and delightful voice. A stinging sensation on her neck soon followed.

Sensing the tremble of her warm and soft body, Bo Jinchuan smirked with satisfaction and he licked her neck which he had bitten earlier on.

When he straightened his back, his dark orbs scrutinized the red tinge appearing on her fair skin. A pleased smile appeared on his face.

His eyes trailed to her delicate blushing face. He kissed her slightly swollen lips again and their bodies intertwined again and both of them seemed reluctant to part.

Shen Fanxing's bright eyes may be clouded by passion, but she noticed the man fighting to regain control of himself.

She knew that he didn't intend to continue.

Shen Fanxing planted a kiss on the corner of his lips and hugged him tightly. She was touched by him.

Bo Jinchuan wrapped his arms around her and laid down beside her.

Shen Fanxing rested quietly in his arms, as she inhaled his unique scent and warmth.

"Sleep." The man planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Okay," she answered softly and buried her face in his broad and strong chest.

She was no longer as jittery as before. Now, she could lay in bed with Bo Jinchuan and rest in his embrace, and fall asleep easily…

Looking at the sleeping woman, Bo Jinchuan managed a smile.

She was finally no longer wary of him and had stopped resisting his advances. This was already the biggest improvement.

Thinking about it, he had to thank Grandma.

It seemed that he needed to bring Fanxing back more often.

…

Lai Rong supported Old Madam Bo back into her room. She was helpless but nevertheless happy.

She was caught between laughter and tears due to the antics of her mistress.

How could she do such a childish thing?

"Old Madam, you're making it too obvious. Young Master and Miss Shen are both intelligent people. They would surely know that it was your idea. Aren't you afraid that the two of them would blame you?"

"They'll be together sooner or later anyway.. One is a blockhead and the other is conservative. Since their progress isn't enough, I can't just stand by and do nothing!"