The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1139 Boom!
As for those two...the books had the library's seal and serial number on them, Yan Zhixin could only hope that the man would return them for her for the sake of helping her buy the medicine.

This was just a trivial matter, Yan Zhixin didn't take it to heart.

After returning home, she checked the time. It was almost the time she and Mo Junting agreed on. She stuffed the book into the suitcase, took a battle bath, and Mo Junting's car arrived.

There was no rest all the way back from the library, Yan Zhixin was a little tired, after getting in the car, she took the initiative to nest into Mo Junting's arms, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Mo Junting looked down at her, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of spoiling: "Did you sleep at noon?"

Yan Zhixin didn't open her eyes, and gave a soft "hmm".

Mo Junting raised his hand and straightened the hair on her sideburns: "Go to sleep, I will call you when we arrive."

Yan Zhixin fell asleep in peace.

At this moment, Mo Junting suddenly felt that he was being watched, and he suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

The speed of the car was fast, and the trees on the side of the road flashed past, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Mo Junting was still worried.

His instincts are never wrong.

Immediately notify the bodyguards to search nearby.

Seeing the bodyguards appearing downstairs, Li Shinuo, who was standing by the French window, glanced at them contemptuously, but did not leave, his eyes were still looking at the car going away, his eyes were unprecedentedly cold.

"Mo Junting, why do you own all the good things?"

He raised his hand, made a gesture of a pistol, and pointed in the direction where the car disappeared: "Boom!"

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Yan Zhixin fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling a little cold.

She kept looking for quilts and quilts in her sleep. After searching for an unknown amount of time, she finally found a big and warm quilt, and she got into the quilt and finally fell asleep.

But it might be the reason why she kept running around looking for a quilt in her dream. When she woke up, she only felt sore in her waist and back, and her brain was dizzy, as if she had run a marathon.

Even the throat is so dry.

She opened her sleepy eyes, looking for water to drink. Mo Junting, who was sitting next to her working, immediately noticed that she had woken up. She made a beep on her forehead, and seeing that her body temperature was still high, she frowned and said, "The fever hasn't subsided yet, so get up and take medicine first."

Yan Zhixin was stunned, then touched her forehead belatedly: "I have a fever?"

No wonder, even though she was covered with a quilt, she still felt cold.

Mo Junting put the forehead thermometer on the bedside table and got out of bed: "I asked Ling Feng to come in."

Yan Zhixin buried her face under the quilt again, only revealing a pair of burning eyes, staring at him eagerly: "You don't want an injection, do you?"

Mo Junting teased her on purpose: "Ling Feng said, if the fever doesn't go away, I'll have to give her a spanking."

Yan Zhixin exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, no way? Can I change to a needle?"

She has been afraid of spanking needles since she was a child, it is extremely painful and humiliating, and she walks with a limp after the spanking.

Although I can't bear the pain after I grow up, the sense of shame is stronger.

She would rather take medicine and needles than be spanked and needled.

Mo Junting smiled: "You take your medicine obediently, and I may consider pleading with Ling Feng."

Yan Zhixin finally heard it.

He was deliberately scaring her.

She snorted and covered her face with the quilt again: "I don't believe you!"

Mo Junting bent down and put her hands that were exposed outside the quilt into the quilt, then turned and walked out the door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Yan Zhixin pulled back the quilt to reveal her face, looked at the antique furniture in the room and sighed.

She thought that a little rain would be all right.

As a result, not only did he have a fever, but he also slept in the old house of the Mo family from the imperial capital.

So weak!

She was despising herself when the door knocked.

She sat up from the bed, straightened her clothes, and said, "Come in."

The door was opened, and Mo Junting and Ling Feng came in together.

(End of this chapter)