The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 128 Only 5 minutes?
Then his voice was fixed on the image of Mo Junting's raised leg and Yan Zhixin lying between his legs.

The picture was so beautiful, he was silent for a moment, then immediately took two steps back, and closed the door with a bang: "Go ahead."

In the room, Mo Junting's handsome face was calm, and he looked at Yan Zhixin leisurely.

All of Yan Zhixin's thoughts were on that suspicious color.

She was relieved to find that the color was just a little flower on the bed sheet.

When she heard the sound of closing the door, she realized Ling Feng's first words belatedly: "Brown sugar ginger water? Is it okay?"

Mo Junting said lightly, "Let the kitchen prepare."

Yan Zhixin immediately climbed out of bed and said happily, "Thank you, Young Master Di."

Mo Junting glanced at her, his eyes dimmed.

Yan Zhixin's heart beat wildly again.

She understood very well that he was unhappy again.

But why he was unhappy, she could not understand.

This man is so moody!

Yan Zhixin curled her lips secretly, but she didn't dare to show it, she turned around and walked out the door: "I won't bother you anymore."

In the living room downstairs, the four of Ling Feng sat on the sofa in the living room and huddled together, muttering for some reason.

Seeing Yan Zhixin going downstairs, they turned their heads in unison, looking at her with curious, probing, and even weird eyes.

Yan Zhixin was puzzled: "Is there something on my face?"

Ling Feng looked up at the third floor, but he didn't see Mo Junting, so he immediately beckoned her to sit down in front of the sofa, and asked softly, "You came down so soon? The young master actually asked you to come down?"

Yan Zhixin was even more baffled: "Why didn't he let me come down?"

On the side, Ling Hua kept coughing.

Ling Feng pushed him aside, and asked again: "That... him, could it be... 5 minutes? No way!"

"5 minutes? You thought I was you?"

A deep and clear voice came from the direction of the stairs.

The living room fell into dead silence for a moment.

Three seconds later, the four of Ling Feng stood up in unison like burning their buttocks, and explained insincerely.

"No no."

"I just asked her, young master, when will you come down?"

"Yeah, changing clothes for 5 minutes is normal."

"Master, breakfast is ready, do you want it now?"

Yan Zhixin looked at them in bewilderment.

Has something happened?
Or are they playing charades?
Decisiveness is not of the same world as them.

Yan Zhixin didn't bother to pay attention to what they said, and walked towards the door quietly while they were not paying attention.

After walking a few steps, Mo Junting's voice came from behind, with a slight chill: "Yanzhi, where are you going?"

Yan Zhixin turned around, and saw that his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved. From a short distance, she could feel the coldness emanating from him, but it was also full of unspeakable emotions. charm.

Yan Zhixin closed her eyes and calmed down, "I want to go home first...Go to Grandpa's house. If I didn't go back yesterday, Grandpa might be worried."

After finishing speaking, she looked at him cautiously, for fear that he would not allow it.

Who knows, he didn't have any dissatisfaction, but instead ordered Ling Shan: "Send a car to take her back."

Yan Zhixin almost thought that she was hallucinating!

Is this the sun rising in the west?

Not only did he let her go home, but he also sent someone to take her back?
Originally, she wanted to say that she could return by herself, but she was worried that he would suddenly regret it, so she accepted it decisively.

Getting in the car, leaving the gate of the old house of the Mo family, and returning to the gate of the Xie family, she still couldn't believe it. It was the first time that she was able to walk out of Mo Junting's sight safely without crying, making trouble and acting coquettishly. It was unbelievable !
(End of this chapter)