The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 109
With his appearance, the atmosphere of the restaurant instantly changed from summer to winter, making people shiver with cold.

Heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Yan Zhixin found out in despair that she couldn't escape.

Right now, he is like an enraged beast that may pounce on him at any time.

Behind him, Lin Lan who didn't know what he meant was whispering: "Wow, Master Bingshan! I look better than on TV! As expected, I have the most perfect genes, the most perfect appearance, tsk tsk, and the most perfect figure..."

Lin Chen sensitively sensed that something was wrong, got up and walked towards Yan Zhixin, but saw Mo Junting's eyes locked on her tightly, hiding countless turbulent waves, as cold as hell.

This look is wrong...

Lin Chen's heart tightened, he subconsciously protected Yan Zhixin, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know if the emperor will come here, if he is far away, he will be offended."

Mo Junting raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Go away!"

Lin Chen's face changed. Since he was a child, it was the first time anyone dared to be so rude to him.

And he couldn't refute half a sentence.

Because, the other party is Bingshandi Shao.

He endured it, and was about to speak when Yan Zhixin pulled the corner of his clothes.

He turned his head to look at Yan Zhixin, but heard Mo Junting's cold voice sounded again: "If you don't want to fail in the fashion industry, get out now!"

Yan Zhi was in a hurry.

Mo Junting acted so harshly, once his order was carried out, there was no room for turning back.

Brother and sister Lin Chen are her friends, she can't harm them.

"You go back first." Yan Zhixin pushed Lin Chen, and said bravely, "Master Di, what's the matter with me?"

Mo Junting watched her hand touch Lin Chen, the anger in his eyes suddenly rose, and he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

Yan Zhixin let out an exclamation, and her nose bumped into the broad and firm chest. She put her hands on his chest to stand firm, raised her head, and bumped into the two bottomless starry skies.

It’s so cold!

His eyes exuded a coldness enough to freeze three feet, but they contained an indescribable anger, full of hostility, like a beast that was about to run amok, and might swallow her in his stomach at any time.

Yan Zhixin felt a sense of crisis in her heart.

She pissed him off.

This time, it probably won't be solved by crying, making trouble and acting like a baby.

She retreated vigilantly, but before she could step out, a strong arm circled around and locked her waist tightly.

Yan Zhixin's heart tightened, her jaw was pinched.

"Don't..." Yan Zhixin exclaimed, her voice unconsciously tinged with fear.

But Mo Junting, who was furious, ignored her protest at all, and his voice was extremely cold: "What did I say? If you dare to touch him, I will chop off one of his hands. Ling Feng!"

Ling Feng bowed: "Yes, young master."

Seeing Yan Zhixin being hugged by Mo Junting, Lin Chen felt an ominous premonition, but before he could move, the bodyguards surrounded him and cut his hands.

Ling Feng took out a scalpel from the medicine box, the blade reflected the light brightly, and reflected his face, as cold as an executioner: "Master Lin, left hand or right hand, please choose."

Lin Lan finally regained her senses from seeing the beautiful man, rushed to Ling Feng, put her hips on her hips and cursed: "You are too unreasonable, aren't you? Why did we provoke you? Young Master Bingshan is amazing. , if you have the ability, you will kill us directly!"

Yan Zhi anxiously said: "Lan Lan, stop talking!"

(End of this chapter)