The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1100 Didn't You Break Up With Me?
Yan Zhixin didn't have any makeup on, her face without makeup was clean, her fair and rosy skin glowed warmly in the morning light.

The expression of wanting to bite was so vivid that it was exactly the same as the Xie family's dogs.

Mo Junting smiled imperceptibly, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to her side from the front of the car, took the lunch box in her hand, and opened the door for her.

Yan Zhixin didn't move, she looked at him fixedly.

Suddenly he leaned closer to her.

The light but cold cedar aroma hit her nose, but it was as mellow as rosewood.

The man's eyes were dimly lit, his thin lips parted slightly, and he whispered to her, "Are you sure you don't want to get in the car?"

Yan Zhixin understood the threat in his words, her beautiful eyes widened: "Bastard!"

The man straightened his body and put his hands on the roof of the car: "Get in the car."

Because her grandfather was not in good health, she didn't want him to worry, so she developed a particularly well-behaved character in front of the elders she cared about.

Mo Junting was sure of her point.

She gritted her teeth bitterly, returned the car keys, and got into the car under his restless gaze.

When Mo Junting leaned over, she was startled, and subconsciously moved to the side, but he just pulled the seat belt on her side and helped her buckle it up.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting stared at her: "What did you think I wanted to do just now?"

Yan Zhixin turned her face away.

In the next second, his body warmed up, and his body was surrounded by a pair of powerful arms.

His chest was against her cheek, and his warm breath brushed against her ear.

Yan Zhixin was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "You did it on purpose!"

Mo Junting hugged her arm tightly, then let go, as if he was a bit reluctant, but what he said was very irritating: "Just now you thought I would do this, and I definitely want to satisfy you."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting started the car.

Yan Zhixin was worried that he would attack again, so she sat upright like a police academy meeting, her waist was straight, her hands were flat on her knees, and her eyes were not squinted.

Mo Junting glanced at her sideways and smiled again: "Are you nervous?"

Yan Zhixin shook her head: "Of course not."

Mo Junting's smile deepened: "Then why are you sitting so straight?"

Yan Zhixin spit out three words: "I like it."

Mo Junting laughed loudly.

The handsome facial features stretched out, and the coldness faded away, setting off a sea of ​​astonishment.

Yan Zhixin didn't see it.

She was still staring intently at the rear of the vehicle ahead.

Mo Junting couldn't help teasing her again: "Have you had breakfast?"

Yan Zhixin said, "I've eaten."

"I haven't eaten yet." Mo Junting bent his fingers and tapped the steering wheel lightly, "Come with me to eat something after the meal is delivered?"

Yan Zhixin continued to keep her eyes fixed: "I won't go."

Mo Junting said in a regretful and sad tone, "But I'm hungry."

Yan Zhixin couldn't help turning her head to look at him, and said angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

She would rather face a proud and stern Mo Junting than face a bad man who would tease her from time to time.

If she doesn't play the cards according to common sense, she can't take the trick.

Mo Junting had a straight face: "I'm just teasing you."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Want to give him a kick.

She said blankly, "Are you kidding me?"

Mo Junting caught a glimpse of the change in her expression, freed one hand to hold the steering wheel, and lightly stroked her hair: "Didn't you break up with me?"

Yan Zhixin was shocked: "You agreed?"

Mo Junting let out an "um".

(End of this chapter)