The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1121 I want to accompany you

Before he reached the courtyard gate, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

At some point, he approached her quietly.

Yan Zhixin's scalp was about to explode.

She clenched her mobile phone tightly, thinking about how to repel the opponent with one move, then opened the door and rushed inside to call for someone, and the opponent's big palm suddenly came up to cover her.

In desperation, she bumped her elbows back, and stepped on the other's instep hard - she forgot to change her shoes, and she was wearing pink soft-soled house shoes with two rabbit ears.

That kick was completely irrelevant.

Even her elbow was held by the opponent.

Yan Zhixin was about to exclaim aloud when her mouth was covered.

A faint clear breath fell into the nose, very familiar.

Yan Zhixin suddenly turned her head and kicked his calf: "Bastard, scare me!"

Mo Junting turned his back to the light, his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, his sexy thin lips outlined a perfect curve: "Try your skills, you need to improve."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Why is this man so annoying!
Obviously so handsome and so cold, but the real character is as bad as a hooligan.

But I have to admit that the mood of insomnia because of loss was instantly expelled to the sky.

Mo Junting held her hand in a good mood, turned around and walked towards the side of the road.

After walking about ten meters, Yan Zhixin realized that the reason why she didn't see his car just now was because it was covered by that particularly lush green belt.

She glared at him: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Mo Junting acquiesced.

He opened the car door, took out a fresh and beautifully wrapped bouquet of champagne roses and perfume lilies, and handed it to her.

Yan Zhixin hummed, and took the bouquet, but the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.

There is a saying that there is no woman who does not love flowers, only men who do not understand romance.

Mo Junting looked down at her.

Her long hair hangs behind her, a little messy but not broken, and her facial features are delicate and soft. Under the orange street lamp, she looks extraordinarily soft, but against the background of flowers, she adds a little bit of beauty.

Perfect.

Looking at it, he involuntarily bent down, lowered his head, and approached her lips - Yan Zhixin decisively covered her face with a bouquet.

Mo Junting: "..."

Retribution came so quickly.

He endured it, stretched out his hand to gently brush her cheek, and then pinched her gently.

Just looking at her like this, pinching her face, even if he didn't do anything, he was very satisfied: "Get in the car."

Yan Zhixin unceremoniously slapped his hand away.

She rarely stays up in the middle of the night, and now she is so sleepy that she can't open her eyes. She squinted her eyes and yawned: "No, I want to go back to sleep."

Mo Junting held her back: "Come with me."

Yan Zhixin raised her head and glanced at him.

He lowered his voice, and his deep voice was pleading: "Yanzhi, be good."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She glanced at him: "So, you came all the way to find me in the middle of the night because you couldn't sleep, so you need me to accompany you?"

Mo Junting stared at her silently, without blinking.

Yan Zhixin inadvertently intertwined with his eyes, and his deep eyes fell straight into his eyes.

She turned her face away uncomfortably: "I'm going back to sleep, get out of the way."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Junting hugged him tightly.

He suddenly, very urgently wanted to tell her the answer.

The Adam's apple slid a few times, and he opened his mouth in a low voice, with his cool breath, invading her senses: "No. I came here after seeing the news from your circle of friends. Your grandpa is with grandma, and grandpa is with grandma." , I want to be with you."

(End of this chapter)