The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1104 You lied to me!Drama!

Chapter 1104 You lied to me!Drama!

Yan Zhixin was a little suspicious: "Really?"

Mo Junting nodded: "Really."

Yan Zhixin sighed: "Let's go, go have breakfast."

Originally planning to take him to the hospital canteen, thinking about it, if he was recognized by others, it would be difficult for him to have a good breakfast.

Not to mention, he might not want to eat at all.

She asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Mo Junting thought about it: "I'm not used to the breakfast in the imperial capital, shall we go to the revolving restaurant in the imperial capital?"

Yan Zhixin gave him a blank look: "The business hasn't started yet."

Mo Junting said: "It's okay, I'll let the chef come to work early."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Although he made it by himself, she still agreed because of his hard work in delivering the food.

When she got in the car, she didn't dare to let him drive, so she came by herself.

Mo Junting sat in her original position, leaning lazily, with his head slightly tilted, his arms propped on the window, his chin resting on his chin, and he stared majestically at the young girl who was driving.

——The window is half open, the breeze blows in, the girl's hair flutters, she looks intently at the road ahead, the bright light shines into the car, and reflects in her eyes, giving those beautiful eyes like black pearls A trace of crystal clear and pure light.

Especially sweet and delicious.

want to eat.

Worried about his stomach, Yan Zhixin ran wildly until she encountered a red light.

Seeing that there were still 40 seconds left in the countdown, she turned her head and glanced at him, but saw that there was no trace of pain on his face, but he was very comfortable.

Yan Zhixin suddenly realized that something was wrong.

What's wrong?

Watching the countdown count down second by second, and the moment the red light turned green, she suddenly remembered: "You don't have a stomach problem at all! You lied to me!"

She is pissed!

No matter where he usually goes, Ling Shan will take care of his life in an orderly manner.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner are even more punctual than meals served in the army.

He is also a person with strong self-control. He basically does not drink too much tobacco, alcohol, tea and coffee.

Not only that, Ling Feng checks his body every month, and if there is any deviation in his physical condition, he will immediately adjust it back.

If he had stomach problems, there would be no one with a good stomach in the world.

He even lied to her by pretending to have stomach problems!

Still pretending to be so similar!

This showman!

Oscar owes him a statuette!

Yan Zhixin pointed at him, too angry to speak.

Mo Junting: "..."

Once again, I realized what it means to cheat for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard the sound of horns one after another.

Her car was slow to move, and the car behind her was honking wildly.

Yan Zhixin pulled off the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator.

Driving all the way to the Imperial Ting Intercontinental Hotel, Yan Zhixin stopped the car: "Get out of the car!"

Mo Junting still wanted to save him: "Listen to me."

don't want to hear.

Yan Zhixin kicked him.

He didn't hide, she kicked his calf, and a shoe print was immediately printed on the slacks that exceeded six figures.

Yan Zhixin gritted her teeth and said, "You just think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

She felt like a fool, being teased by him all the way.

She was so angry that the top of her head was smoking, and she kicked it bitterly.

Mo Junting admitted that it was only a moment...a moment of inspiration struck.

He didn't know how to explain it, so he didn't explain it at all. When she kicked over again, he grabbed her leg with his hand.

Then, his hands went down her legs, clasped her waist, and hugged her up.

(End of this chapter)

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