The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 215 Happy, I want...

And the quickness of Yan Zhixin's choice also exceeded his expectations.

Mu Hanxiao thought that she would at least hesitate, even for a second.

However, she did not.

She walked so crisply, so resolutely, without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

What a shame!
Yan Zhixin heard the meaning in Mu Hanxiao's words, and was slightly taken aback. Mo Junting was worried that she would repent, so he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

His strength was a bit strong, her nose bumped into his strong chest, and his breath came overwhelmingly, she raised her face, and his lips fell down.

It was a mistake, but it seemed to be incomparably tacit.

The girl with classical temperament and exquisite facial features raised her face slightly towards the man, and in an inviting posture, she turned to the man with three-dimensional and deep facial features, and the man leaned forward to kiss.

The lips of the two were printed together, outlining a beautiful and sweet landscape.

Mu Hanxiao's gaze turned cold a little bit.

At this moment, there was an indescribable jealousy in his heart!
Mo Junting!
Mo Junting's kiss did not contain a trace of lust, but was like a good night kiss with his wife, natural, gentle and tolerant.

The distance between the two is so close, his face is very close, and her eyes fall into his eyes, as if she is completely loved by him.

Yan Zhixin couldn't recover.

...This is, Mo Junting's gentle personality has come out again?
As soon as the thought came to him, Mo Junting turned around and said to Ling Feng who was standing behind, "Take her out."

Ling Feng responded, and was about to take Yan Zhixin away when Mu Hanxiao laughed again, narrowing his eyes slightly, with a hint of frustration: "No wonder you refused my kisses over and over again, it turned out to be your woman. Bingshan Young Master Di, you put your own woman under my command, shouldn't I be honored?"

Mo Junting looked at him, his eyes were like blue frost and white blades, giving off a daunting light: "What do you want?"

Mu Hanxiao laughed loudly: "Happy. I want..."

Yan Zhixin pricked up her ears to hear, but Ling Feng gestured to her, signaling her to leave.

Yan Zhixin had no choice but to follow him out of the restaurant.

Along the way, Yan Zhixin was a little worried: "Will they fight? I heard that they are rivals?"

Ling Feng glanced at her unexpectedly: "You know they are rivals and you still go to Shengyi?"

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips innocently: "I only found out today."

If she had known that they were not getting along, she would rather have a hard time with Yan Lan at Xinghui than sign with Mu Hanxiao's company.

Ling Feng smiled: "It's okay, the young master will take care of it."

Yan Zhixin wanted to look back, but held back, and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Just walking to the door, Ling Feng raised his finger and pointed to the word "Emperor Banquet" on the top of his head: "This is the catering industry under the Emperor Industry Group."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She finally understood.

No wonder Mu Hanxiao insisted on having dinner with her, and insisted on her buying the most expensive food. It turned out that he deliberately wanted to let Mo Junting know, and then pretended to kiss her to force Mo Junting out.

Mu Hanxiao VS Mo Junting, just thinking about it is terrifying.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "Fortunately, you pulled me out."

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows: "How?"

Yan Zhixin glanced at him sideways: "If I stay there, it will probably become a sandwich biscuit."

Ling Feng said firmly: "No, the young master will protect you."

Yan Zhixin raised her brows slightly: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)