The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1153 I Want You
What did Yan Zhixin do in Beijing?
Zhao Rishang has already finished his funeral affairs, and the death day has not yet arrived.

There is no one around her in Beidu...

Could it be that Mo Junting is in the northern capital?
Thinking of Mo Junting, Li Shinuo became angry.

Even though he was right in front of her eyes, she didn't look for him. Instead, she insisted on flying thousands of kilometers to the northern capital to find Mo Junting. Is he so much worse than Mo Junting?

She is his savior, as long as she is willing to find him, no matter how difficult it is, he is willing to help.

why?
Why did she insist on Mo Junting?
Li Shinuo was shrouded in shadow, as if crawling out of hell.

He flipped through Mo Junting's information casually.

In fact, he has already memorized Mo Junting's information by heart.

But he always used it to motivate himself.

Never lose!
He was thinking of Yan Zhixin's back when he left, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mo Junting's date of birth from the corner of his eye, and his hands froze.

Mo Junting's birthday is just three days away.

Did Yan Zhixin go to Beijing to celebrate Mo Junting's birthday?
very good……

……

[Yanzhi: poke, what gift do you want for your birthday? 】

[Mo Junting: Hmm... I want you.Would you like to give it to me? 】

【Inkstone: (`へ*)ノ Wait for me to think about it. 】

[Mo Junting: Only today, expired and invalid. 】

[Yanzhi: Oh, you are so annoying! (〝▼皮▼), no more, hum!]

[Mo Junting: The snow in the northern capital is already very thick, don't you want to see the snow? 】

[Inkstone: Really?Then you wait for me in Beidu. 】

[Mo Junting: What time?I'm going to pick up the plane. 】

[Yanzhi: Guess what? 】

[Mo Junting: ...I hope to see you when I get up, but you'd better arrive at noon, it's not safe to drive in the morning in heavy snow. 】

Waking up in the morning, seeing the chat records with Yan Zhixin, the corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up unconsciously.

This was the first time Yan Zhixin came over to celebrate his birthday seriously.

Tomorrow is his birthday.

According to her habit, she will arrive today at the latest.

But when exactly, she did not reply.

Mo Junting stood up and looked out the window. It was rare that the snow had stopped, and the outside was covered in silver and was exceptionally clean.

In this kind of weather, the happiest thing is to eat hot pot with the one you love, and (warm) (bed) each other.

After thinking about it, he took a picture of the snow scene outside and sent it, then washed and dressed.

After putting on his suit, tie and overcoat, he took out another thicker one and prepared it for Yan Zhixin.

Haishi is warm and pleasant in all seasons. She has never tried to spend the winter in a particularly cold place, and he worried that she was not prepared enough.

It would take three days at the fastest for Di Zhi to bring the clothes.

Looking at all the men's coats in the closet, Mo Junting thought for a while, and told Ling Shan that as soon as the mall opened, he would go and buy eight sets of ten sets for Yan Zhixin.

He went to work in the study.

However, he was a little absent-minded, paying attention to the phone the whole time, waiting for Yan Zhixin's latest news.

However, wait and wait.

There was no news from Yan Zhixin.

Mo Junting felt a little uneasy.

He dialed Yan Zhixin's number, and the phone was always turned off.

Mo Junting pursed his lips, did not tell Ling Shan, and personally checked Yan Zhixin's flight, and then called the airline to confirm that Yan Zhixin had landed on time at [-]:[-] in the morning.

After checking again, it was the staff of Zhao Rishang Memorial Hall who picked up the plane, a man and a woman.

Mo Junting was about to dial their number when Ling Shan, who was about to leave the house, hurried over to report: "Master, the chickadee has sent a distress signal!"

(End of this chapter)