The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1212 Home is Wherever You Are
Isn't it just Chinese New Year? It's not a big deal.

Didn't she live alone in previous years?Not even grandparents around.

She should be content.

Yan Zhixin comforted herself in her heart,

It's just that emotions don't listen to reason at all.

She is still unhappy.

However, she didn't want to affect the mood of her grandparents, so she pretended to be nonchalant and prepared the New Year's Eve dinner with them.

They didn't ask either.

All the medical staff in the villa have been evacuated, and there are only four of them, but the table is still full of dishes.

The dishes and chopsticks are set.

The wine is served.

Yan Zhixin turned her head and glanced out the window.

The sun had already set, and the street lamps outside lit up a warm light.

There was no one on the road, only the cold wind whistling past.

With the last glimmer of hope in vain, Yan Zhixin looked away and picked up the wine: "Grandpa and grandma, He Ma, let's eat!"

Grandma noticed her gaze and felt like a mirror in her heart: "Would you like to wait?"

Yan Zhixin shook her head: "There's no need. He's going back to the main residence of the Mo family during the Chinese New Year, so he won't come here."

She spoke so firmly, and grandma stopped persuading her: "Let's eat first." Then she picked up her bowl of soup, "It's better not to drink as much as you can, and drink more soup."

Yan Zhixin's face puffed up, and her grandfather picked up chicken legs for her: "Eat more."

Not to be outdone, He Ma peeled the shrimp for her: "Try this, it tastes very fresh."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Picking up the chopsticks and just about to start eating, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He Ma said pleasantly, "Master Mo is here?"

"Neighbor." Yan Zhixin muttered, put down her chopsticks with a sense of integrity, and ran to open the door.

The cold wind came in as the door opened, blowing her hair.

She was momentarily stunned.

Mo Junting?
He stood alone at the door, with a trolley case in one hand, his back to the street lamp, his deep eyes sparkled with gentle light, and his slender figure seemed as unreal as a phantom in the backlight, yet as firm as a rock.

Before Yan Zhixin could react, he opened his arms and hugged her.

The cold cedar fragrance on his body crashed into her nose along with his body temperature, and in an instant, it seemed that something filled her heart.

She suddenly understood that she was no longer alone.

She is not only her own.

She has him.

With concern.

There is also support.

What is it like to love someone?
When I don't see him, I will be full of nostalgia.

When I saw him, there was nothing but joy in my heart.

She hugged him tightly and buried her face in his arms, all emotions were settled at this moment.

She still couldn't help asking: "Didn't you go home?"

Mo Junting smiled and said, "Home is where you are."

Yan Zhixin only felt that the tip of her heart was burning hot. She looked up at him, and there seemed to be flames burning in Ru Mo's eyes.

The distance between the two is so close, they smell each other's breath, and they can even look into the depths of each other's eyes.

Mo Junting couldn't help but bowed his head, and Mama He's surprised voice came from in front of him: "Master Mo, Master Mo is back!"

Yan Zhixin came back to her senses all of a sudden, and quickly broke free from his embrace.

He didn't mind either, and pinched her face lovingly: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."

Mo Junting's arrival heated up the atmosphere in the villa.

Toasting and staggering, pushing cups and changing cups, it is a joy.

Mo Junting concealed it very well, but the three elders still keenly noticed his exhaustion, and drove him back to rest after the New Year's Eve dinner.

Together with Yan Zhixin.

(End of this chapter)