The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1213 Own the whole world

Mo Junting took Yan Zhixin away without hesitation, but left behind the large suitcase.

The suitcase was packed as a New Year's gift for the two elders.

Every piece of boutique can be seen at a glance that it has been carefully selected according to their preferences.

He not only cared about her, but also cared about her grandparents.

Yan Zhixin was so moved that she just wanted to rush up to hug him and kiss him.

As soon as she was out of the sight of her grandparents, she did so decisively.

Back at Mo Junting's villa, he could see the lantern swaying in the wind from afar.

Opening the door, bright lights greeted the two of them.

Mo Junting's eyes swept across the living room full of New Year's atmosphere, revealing a bit of surprise: "Did you arrange it?"

Yan Zhixin was a little thankful that she arranged the houses that couldn't be accommodated according to Haishi's habit and left a lamp, otherwise they would only face deserted houses when they came back.

She winked at him and asked very modestly, "What do you think?"

What responded to her was Mo Junting's deep kiss.

With the breath of cold wind, but unprecedented scorching heat.

Yan Zhixin felt her body heat up.

Especially when Mo Junting said that she was lying on the sofa with an aggressive attitude.

She didn't close her eyes.

Instead, she stared at him with wide eyes, as if she wanted to make up for what was missing during this time.

Then, she couldn't bear to let Mo Junting continue.

He looks so tired.

He took off the pretense of being in front of outsiders, long-term sleep deprivation and constant fatigue all displayed on his face.

Even if his blood is boiling now, he can't hide it.

Yan Zhixin touched his face distressedly, and said tactfully: "Don't make trouble, I'm a little tired now."

Mo Junting didn't understand what she meant.

Even if you understand it, you don't intend to stop.

He kissed her passionately, with a vague and passionate voice: "I'm not even tired, how can you be tired?"

Yan Zhixin immediately withdrew her euphemism, and said bluntly, "What if you fall asleep halfway through?"

What men dislike the most is being questioned about this aspect, especially a man like Mo Junting who is extremely confident in himself.

He stopped moving, looked down at her, his eyes were extremely domineering: "...in your eyes, am I such a weak person?"

Yan Zhixin made up her mind to be straightforward: "Even if you're not that weak, your physical condition will affect your durability. You don't want to ruin your reputation, do you?"

Mo Junting: "..."

He bit her lips fiercely: "Is that why you miss me?"

Yan Zhixin took advantage of his unpreparedness to overturn him and ran away, and did not forget to turn her head to make a face: "Look, even I can lift you up, are you weak?"

Mo Junting got up and chased after him.

Yan Zhixin found with regret that even if he was very tired, she couldn't run away from him... In the end, she was carried back to the sofa by him panting.

Fortunately, the trouble still paid off.

The fire in Mo Junting's body was completely extinguished.

The two lazily nestled on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, looking at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Although it was New Year's Eve, the surrounding area was extremely quiet.

Nursing homes need to be quiet with no firecrackers and no fireworks to disturb neighbors.

This was the easiest New Year's Eve that Yan Zhixin had ever had.

But she wasn't bored at all.

On the contrary, I feel very at ease.

They embraced each other, looked up at the deep and distant sky, and looked up at the dark sea under the night, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

They seem to own the whole world.

(End of this chapter)