The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1067 I Don't Listen, I Don't Listen
The only problem is that Mo Junting's consent is required.

As soon as Yan Zhixin said that, Lin Lan immediately urged her to call Mo Junting.

Yan Zhixin was not very willing to fight.

After being hugged by Aisha Li and saying those words before returning to China, she unilaterally fought coldly with Mo Junting.

But Lin Lan didn't give in, and urged her hard: "Fight, fight, I miss the dumplings made by your grandma, just give me a chance to eat dumplings."

Yan Zhixin reluctantly took out her mobile phone and dialed Mo Junting's number.

The phone was connected quickly, and Mo Junting's deep and sexy voice came: "Yanzhi, miss me?"

Yan Zhixin was silent for a while, then squeezed her ears: "Yes."

A simple word made Mo Junting, who had been tired for a long time, feel an inexplicable impulse in his heart, and fell in love with him for a while.

But his voice was a little lighter: "Lie."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting didn't hear her response, and felt suffocated.

She is not good at lying.

However, at this moment, he would rather she lie to him again than keep silent after being exposed.

Every time he fought on the road before, he never felt nervous or afraid.

Because of the affirmation of one's own strength.

Also because of that there is no concern, no fear.

But now, he has.

In the dire straits of Nandu every day, he thought of her countless times and haunted his dreams.

At this time, even if it was a lie, he hoped that she would say a few more words.

But she just didn't.

Mo Junting raised his hand and pressed his chest, calming his voice: "Since you don't miss me, then you need me for something?"

Yan Zhixin looked at Lin Lan who was full of expectation, and nodded: "Well, there is something..."

Mo Junting immediately interrupted: "I won't listen."

Yan Zhixin was a little taken aback.

Mo Junting said again: "No matter what, just say 'I love you', and I will help you."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Is this coquettish?
Yan Zhixin looked at Lin Lan again, changed the subject and said, "We'll talk about it when you come back."

Mo Junting's eyes brightened slightly: "I'll be back tomorrow, you can go to the airport and tell me in person."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

What she meant was, wait until he comes back to bring up this matter again!

Can you let her finish talking properly? !
……

Mo Junting returned as soon as he said he would.

Yan Zhixin received the arrival time of the plane from Ling Shan, and resigned herself to go to the airport to pick him up.

When Mo Junting saw her, the first thing he did was to ask the bodyguard to occupy the driver's seat, then carried her into the back seat, wrapped his hands around her body, put his head on her shoulders, and fell asleep.

Yan Zhixin sighed.

She is the life of a humanoid pillow.

Mo Junting was probably exhausted. He slept for a day, and she used this humanoid pillow for a day. When he woke up, she felt like her bones were going to be broken.

After returning to the old house of the Mo family, Mo Junting woke up, got up and continued to sleep with her in his arms.

His sleeping position was domineering and he never let her move.

She couldn't sleep well by staying in the same position all the time.

When he was full of sleep, she was finally able to relax and was ready to go to sleep for a while, but he refused to let her, and he just snatched her quilt: "Now you can talk."

say what?
Yan Zhixin was drowsy and couldn't remember what he wanted her to say.

She didn't even want to pay attention to her at all, buried her head in the pillow and continued to sleep.

Mo Junting's deep and slightly hoarse voice sounded above his head: "Inkstone."

very noisy.

Yan Zhixin rubbed her head against the pillow: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen..."

(End of this chapter)