The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 199 Do You Love Me?

His eyes were dark, his expression was cold, and the three words squeezed out from between his lips were as cold as ice: "It's too late!"

Yan Zhixin cried.

Tears flowed wantonly down her cheeks, and she was so frightened that she couldn't help crying loudly.

"No, Mo Mo, don't..." Yan Zhixin looked at him almost collapsed, "Mo Junting, don't treat me like this, don't make me hate you."

Mo Junting's eyes darkened a bit.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and crystal tears kept gushing out, with shimmering waves, as pure as if they were not stained with fireworks in the world.

He suddenly couldn't bear to be looked at by her like this.

Facing such gazes, he would involuntarily want to destroy, destroy, and destroy. On the other hand, he felt distressed and wanted to take her into his arms and take good care of her.

It was as if angels and demons had sprouted in their hearts at the same time, fighting each other.

The angel said: If you destroy her, you will regret it.

The devil said: I never regret what I do.

The angel said: But in the future, no one will be able to take your sleeping pills, you will not be able to sleep, you will have insomnia every night, and you will go crazy.

The devil said: I will not!
But he knew how shallow this rebuttal was.

He knew in his heart that she was different to him.

As early as ten years ago, he would be nosy because her clothes were stained with ink, he would be soft-hearted because of her wronged cries, and would be annoyed because she came back an hour late from school...

Now, he would enjoy being with her, and would be jealous and out of control when he was intimate with other men.

Yes, his prideful self-control was completely out of control when he saw her being intimate with other men.

Because he fell in love with her.

Caressing her eyes, I felt her long eyelashes gently brushing against his palm.

In the end, distress got the upper hand.

He gently wiped her tears away.

Yan Zhixin was stunned suddenly, staring blankly at her,
I don't understand how he suddenly softened.

Her body was still shaking slightly, and tears were still in the corners of her eyes.

Mo Junting stroked her face, his voice was so low that it was almost hoarse, "Hate me? Only love can make you hate. Yan Zhi, are you in love with me?"

Perhaps even he himself didn't know, there was clearly a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Love you?" Yan Zhixin twitched the corners of her lips, wanted to laugh, but couldn't, but there was unprecedented stubbornness and determination in her eyes.

She wanted to say that even in her next life, she would never fall in love with him!

However, she knew that she couldn't say it.

Once she said it, she would face a catastrophe.

Mo Junting's expression turned cold again.

She didn't need to answer, he had already seen the answer from her expression.

He was moved for her.

She was indifferent.

How ironic.

The man's cruel side was aroused again, and the madness in his eyes flickered again: "If you don't love me, why do you hate me?"

(End of this chapter)