The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 125 Forgot everything about being drunk

This is Mo Junting's bedroom!
Yan Zhixin jumped up as if her butt was on fire: "Ahhh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll get out immediately. Huh? Wait!"

At this moment, she has completely forgotten everything about being drunk last night.

To be exact, she only remembered that she ran out from the old house of the Mo family, how she got back, and why she woke up in Mo Junting's bed. She didn't know at all.

But she thought, she has been a good citizen for the past 20 years, how could she lie in other people's bed at will?
Someone must be calling out to be a thief.

that's all.

...just her guess.

Feeling carefully, she had a splitting headache, her whole body was sore, and even the soles of her feet were screaming, so uncomfortable, as if she ran 5000 meters last night, [-] sets of military boxing, and hit the wall [-] times... Could it be that Mo Junting treated her What inhuman punishment was imposed?

When Yan Zhixin checked her body in horror, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.

Ling Shan's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, are you awake?"

Yan Zhixin's back stiffened, and she immediately pulled up the quilt to cover herself like a frightened bird.

This kind of embarrassing thing must not be seen by others!
Mo Junting was half covered with the quilt, and when she slipped into the quilt, her breath was full of a man's breath, his body was so close at hand, the scorching breath made her face turn red.

"Wake up." Mo Junting's deep voice sounded above his head, his chest trembled slightly, and Yan Zhixin's face was so red that she could bleed when she thought of eating him like a lobster in her dream.

Hearing that he woke up, Ling Shan immediately said again: "Shall I go in and help you change?"

Yan Zhixin's back became even more rigid.

Ling Shan came in to help him change his clothes, and the servants would definitely come in to clean him too, she couldn't hide under the quilt.

Taking advantage of the darkness in front of her eyes, Yan Zhixin became more courageous, stretched out her hand to pull Mo Junting's arm, touched him inadvertently, and retracted her finger like an electric shock, but was held back by Mo Junting even faster : "Want to sneak attack in the dark?"

Yan Zhixin wanted to cry but had no tears: "I... I didn't do it on purpose."

She is innocent!
She just bumped into it by accident!

It was all because it was too dark under the quilt, she couldn't see anything.

Mo Junting smiled.

She smiled lightly, but it was like blooming flowers, as if the whole bedroom was lit up.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhixin didn't see it.

He made a gesture to lift the quilt, Yan Zhi pressed the corner of the quilt anxiously, and begged in a low voice: "Please, don't, don't let him in."

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up even more, and he raised his voice and said to Ling Shan, "No need."

Yan Zhixin let go of his arm with a trembling hand, fortunately, he wasn't too much of an asshole.

"Yan Zhixin." Through the quilt, Mo Junting's voice was charming and dangerous, "In ancient times, if you behaved like this, you would marry me."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Her face was red and green, green and white, like an eggplant beaten by frost, she drooped her head, then thought of something, raised her face in horror: "What do you want to say?"

Mo Junting's thin lips parted slightly, and he said four words: "Marry me."

(End of this chapter)