The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1215 You have to learn to wake up by yourself
Thinking about the perfect touch, Yan Zhixin's cheeks felt faintly hot, and she was worried that he would come out to see her, so she grabbed the blanket and covered her face.

He covered it all night, and there was still his cedar-like cold fragrance in the blanket.

She smelled him and couldn't help but think more.

Stop!

Can't think any more.

Yan Zhixin shook her head vigorously, turned on the TV, and found the Spring Festival Gala to divert her attention.

The Spring Festival Gala was as indescribable as ever.

When people are abroad, they feel extremely cordial.

Yan Zhixin looked at it with relish for a while, and the bathroom door opened.

Mo Junting came out, wearing a couple bathrobe of the same style as hers.

He is different from her. When she wears a bathrobe, she is used to fasten her belt tightly without revealing anything, but he only wears it loosely. The freshly washed and blow-dried hair hangs down loosely, setting off the sharp edges and corners. With a handsome face, he looks casual and willful.

He fiddled with her hair casually, walked to her side, bent down and picked her up, sat in her position, then put her in his arms, wrapped the blanket around both of them, and watched TV with her .

Yan Zhixin originally wanted to ignore him, but when she saw that he was so upbeat, she reluctantly slipped into his arms and found a comfortable position to continue watching TV.

Mo Junting watched TV, and felt that the group of people on TV were not as good-looking as she was, so he just stared at her.

Looking at it, I want to get started.

Rubbing her delicate and tender face.

She clapped his hand: "Don't."

Instead, he touched her soft and smooth hair, picked up her hair and played with it in his hands, and even turned the ends of the hair upside down to brush her neck.

It was so itchy that she grabbed his hand and stuffed it into the blanket.

After thinking about it, the blanket couldn't stop him at all, so she simply stuffed his hand under her armpit and clamped it.

The TV was dutifully broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala, but at this moment, all the voices were far away from them.

Before going to bed, Mo Junting and Yan Zhixin agreed that whoever wakes up first must wake the other up.

Yan Zhixin agreed.

The next morning, Yan Zhixin woke up first.

She turned her head and saw that the person next to her was still asleep, so she went to call him without saying a word.

She poked his face, his mouth, his nose, and his eyelashes with her fingers: "Mo Junting, get up, the sun is shining!"

Mo Junting grabbed her fidgeting hand and pressed it to his waist, without opening his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep for another half an hour."

Yan Zhixin twisted his waist hard: "I can't sleep anymore! If I sleep again, I don't have to go to New Year's greetings."

Mo Junting rolled over and held her down, turned a deaf ear and continued to sleep.

Yan Zhixin could only thump hard: "Little Momo, you are a mature child, you have to learn to wake up by yourself."

Mo Junting: "..."

Last night, she called him Brother Mo Mo when she went to sleep, but when she woke up, she became Little Mo Mo. Did this fiancee change her face too quickly?

Yan Zhixin continued to threaten: "Otherwise I'll grab your hair."

Mo Junting: "..."

With such a fiancée on the stall, he almost vomited blood.

Mo Junting sat up helplessly, Yan Zhixin pinched him severely, then ran into the bathroom with a grin.

On the first day of the new year, we want to pay New Year's greetings.

Otherwise, she wouldn't bother to call him.

She made up her mind that from tomorrow on, no matter how much he sleeps in, she won't call him anymore.

However, Mo Junting made up for the lack of sleep on the first day of the new year. From the second day of the new year, he no longer needed her wake-up service, but woke up earlier than her every day.

When she wakes up, start...

　Happy Lantern Festival~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)