The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 197 The Unspeakable Dangerous Aura
Is this why she chose Shengyi instead of transfer to Emperor Entertainment?

good very good!

Mo Junting pushed away the chair, got up and walked out of the office.

Ling Hua was about to ask him to report on the latest progress of the exchange of artists with Sheng Yi, when he saw him walking towards him, his whole body was stern, and his expression was the same as when he single-handedly broke out of the Caribbean a few years ago, as if stepping out of the sea of ​​swords and blood .

Ling Hua stopped in fright, bowed and said, "Master."

Mo Junting uttered a word coldly: "Let go!"

If you have something to say, hurry up if you have a fart!
Seeing the turbulent waves in his eyes, Ling Hua couldn't say anything immediately.

Mo Junting was not in the mood to wait for him to brew, so he walked towards the elevator.

When they arrived at the entrance of the studio, Mo Junting didn't go in. He just looked at the door of the studio, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the number named "her".

After three beeps, Yan Zhixin picked it up: "Master Di, what's the matter?"

Mo Junting's voice was cold: "Where are you?"

Yan Zhixin was a little puzzled: "I'm on the set."

Mo Junting's voice was even colder: "With Mu Hanxiao?"

Yan Zhixin immediately sensed something was wrong.

Although Mo Junting is not gentle often, and he doesn't speak warmly on weekdays, but he doesn't use such an aggressive tone, it seems to be a bit angry, and it seems to be... questioning his wife who doesn't come home at night!

what is this?
Yan Zhixin thought for a while, but still answered truthfully: "Yes, he is the leading actor."

Mo Junting's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, his deep eyes were frozen three feet: "Come out."

Yan Zhixin was startled: "What?"

Mo Junting's handsome facial features were like ice sculptures, without a trace of expression: "I'll give you 5 minutes to get out of the set!"

The driver was frightened by the terrible anger emanating from Mo Junting's body, and panic rose in his heart, he quickly lowered his head, pretending that he didn't exist.

……

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhixin felt a little strange.

Why did he suddenly come to the set to find her?

Did something happen?
The hug scene and the kiss scene were all filmed, and the day's tasks were almost done. She told the director and trotted out of the set.

Soon, she saw a giant Diwei SUV without any sign parked quietly under the roadside tree on the right side of the studio entrance.

Luxurious atmosphere, but also very publicity.

Yan Zhixin walked over, opened the door of the back seat, and inadvertently met Mo Junting's extremely cold eyes, and couldn't help being startled.

Sitting in the car, Mo Junting's side profile was almost perfect, with a straight nose bridge and slightly pursed thin lips. His whole body was chilly, and the light in the car was dim. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, giving people a sense of humor. An indescribably dangerous aura!

Yan Zhixin couldn't help but think of it... She seemed to see her body with perfect texture, her eight-pack abdominal muscles, her long legs...

She stepped back subconsciously, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She raised her eyes and met his angry and restrained eyes.

Yan Zhixin felt a shyness that was seen through instantly, her cheeks were flushed, and just as she was about to explain, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the car with force.

Caught off guard, Yan Zhixin let out an exclamation, threw herself into the car, and fell on his strong and generous chest.

Seeing that she was so fierce when she came, the driver immediately raised the front and rear seat baffles to pretend to be dead.

The space suddenly became narrow.

Yan Zhixin pressed her hand on the baffle, barely stabilized her body, and Mo Junting's palm fell down.

Snapped!
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhixin threw herself on his chest again.

(End of this chapter)