The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1007 I'm not good!
He spoiled her so much that she wanted to cry without tears.

She was so spoiled that her waist was sore and her legs hurt every day, and her limbs were weak.

He spoiled her so much that she couldn't get up on the bed.

After finally waiting for her feet to recover completely, Yan Zhixin immediately wanted to run away from home - if she was spoiled by him again, her bones would be broken.

She doesn't want this kind of favor.

oh oh oh.

But, can she run away from home now?

Yan Zhixin beat the bed depressed to vent her anger, and when she was thinking about how to stop this bastard, the bastard Mo Junting walked in refreshed, and asked in a voice that seemed to contain affection: "Where do you want to get engaged?"

Yan Zhixin sat up all of a sudden: "Didn't you say that you won't get engaged until my grandfather finishes his recuperation?"

Mo Junting sat down beside her, and hugged her together with the quilt, "Get engaged earlier so that it won't affect his recuperation. Your father can visit him in the nursing home."

Dare to feel that he had dug a trap long ago and waited for her to jump.

Think about it, he asked her to become the CEO of Emperor Entertainment, to get familiar with his business, to let her know his family through the family banquet, to meet his friends through the chance of marriage proposal, and step by step, he completely pulled her into his world .

She peeled off the quilt covering her face, poked her head out and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Mo Junting looked at the cocoon-like girl, only showing a delicate and tender face, couldn't help but raise his hand and squeeze it: "Night is long and dreams are many."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Before she could speak, he said again: "After a while, there will be many things in the underworld, such as re-dividing the territory."

The most important thing is that during this period of time, he quietly strangled her countless peach blossoms, and the two of them got along in a rare "harmony". Nodding is hard.

He must strike while the iron is hot and finish what needs to be done first.

Yan Zhixin thought about it seriously.

Now the relationship between her and him is only a marriage certificate.

Getting engaged sooner or later makes little difference.

She raised her eyes and asked, "When do you want to be?"

Mo Junting showed her the days circled last time.

The last time I saw it was two months later.

Now, there is only one month left.

Yan Zhixin frowned: "Is it too late?"

Mo Junting could hear her softening, and his thin lips curled up: "Of course."

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips: "Okay, but..."

Mo Junting immediately covered her mouth: "There is no but."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

The bastard!
Breaking away his hand, she said angrily, "Don't touch me for the next half month!"

Mo Junting kissed her face dotingly: "Yanzhi, good boy..."

Yan Zhixin retorted: "I'm not good."

Mo Junting looked at her innocently, and changed the subject: "Where do you want to hold the engagement banquet?"

Still thinking about it?

Grandpa's recuperation cannot be interrupted, and the only option he can choose is near the sanatorium—in fact, the sanatorium.

However, it was half his home, and it would not be rude to get engaged there.

Seeing her staring at him angrily, Mo Junting's eyes were round and bright, he smiled lightly, his voice slowed down, and his thin lips lightly touched her eyelids: "My girl, that's so nice."

How to arrange the venue for the engagement, who to invite, what to prepare, what clothes to wear, all without Yan Zhixin's hands.

As usual, she handles the work of Emperor Entertainment and receives Ling Shan's proposals from time to time.

As a dedicated and professional housekeeper, every time she needs to choose, he will provide at least three proposals with perfect details...

(End of this chapter)