When Bo Jinchuan heard her, he couldn't help but smile.
When Shen Fanxing removed the needles, Yuan Sichun howled again.
After removing the needles, Shen Fanxing said sincerely, "Since you can't catch a cold, you can stay here for the night. You can leave tomorrow."
After all, she had to put on an act. "After all, if something happens, I might have to bear the responsibility."
Yuan Sichun couldn't ask for more.
Ye Zhiqing would never joke about Yuan Sichun's body.
With that, Shen Fanxing packed her bag and handed it to Tang Jian before walking to Bo Jinchuan.
"I didn't know you knew Chinese medicine."
Shen Fanxing blinked and leaned forward to Bo Jinchuan. She whispered, "I don't understand."
Bo Jinchuan looked helpless and doting as he pulled her into his embrace.
"Little vixen."
His voice was low and magnetic, and only the two of them could hear him.
It sounded just like how he sounded when they were intimate.
Shen Fanxing's eyes flickered and she bit her lips.
