The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 289 There is no other way, accept fate
Before the words finished, Mo Junting's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. With a tug and a mention, Yan Zhixin realized something was wrong and wanted to resist, but it was too late!

Her exclusive place is not on the ground, nor on the desk, but in his arms.

Yan Zhixin's face turned red all of a sudden, and she said uncomfortably, "That... that... that's not suitable for studying."

Mo Junting's eyes showed a dangerous sharpness: "Where is it not suitable?"

She felt the body temperature from him, and said angrily, "I'm not used to it."

Mo Junting raised his hand to clasp her waist: "Then sit until you get used to it."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She wants to hit the wall.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Zhixin tried to reason with him: "Sitting together can easily distract your attention, which may reduce your learning efficiency."

A man who was as noble as an emperor rubbed her delicate cheeks: "I won't distract me. If your attention is distracted, it means you are easily distracted when doing things, and you have to change!"

Yan Zhixin was completely speechless.

After a while, she puffed her face and said, "But, there are other better ways, why not use them?"

"Why not?" Mo Junting's lips curled into a faint smile, "When you taught me how to sharpen ink, why didn't you use other methods?"

Huh?wait……

She taught him to grind ink?
Yan Zhixin knocked on her forehead, there seemed to be such a thing in her memory.

When the boy first arrived at Xie's house, he didn't even know how to hold a brush, let alone grind ink.

Once, when she saw him wasting ink sticks, she couldn't help rushing over to grab his hand: "I'll teach you."

At a young age, I don't know whether men and women can accept or not kiss, so if they are caught, they will be arrested.

After catching her, she found that he was tall, and she was too short, so she would be blocked by him when she stood aside, and her grandfather taught her not to climb the desk at will—then, she did a stupid thing.

She climbed onto the boy's lap, grabbed his hand, and taught him how to grind ink.

Thinking of the past, Yan Zhixin buried her face on the desk feebly.

How could she do such a thing before?
This narrow-minded guy even took revenge on her!
If she takes revenge for all the stupid things she did in her childhood, will she still live?
Yan Zhixin patted her face and exhaled.

There is no other way, accept your fate.

Mo Junting sat on the big chair leisurely, leaning against the back of the chair, with one hand on her waist and the other on her shoulder. Seeing that she recovered, he began to give lectures.

Yan Zhixin was stunned again.

She thought she came to the study to read books, and he was just playing a supervisory role... He actually taught her in person, and he taught her in a simple way, and he didn't even need a textbook!
If he hadn't held her like this, she would have adored him, really.

Realizing that she was absent-minded, he tightened his hand on her waist suddenly: "If you are not serious in class, you will be punished."

Yan Zhixin recovered and was about to explain, but heard a soft sound.

Snapped!
Yan Zhixin was instantly ashamed and indignant.

He actually hit her...

But she didn't know that the moment his palm fell, the wolf nature in his bones almost roared out.

Consciousness is clamoring.

The body is tensing.

He slightly closed his eyes, suppressed the fire pressure, and opened them again. His eyes had regained their clarity, and he said in a flat voice: "It's agreed, if you don't take the class seriously, you will be punished."

Yan Zhixin was frightened by his behavior, she didn't pay attention to his fault for a while, and sat back on his lap with a sullen face: "I promise I won't let you punish me a second time."

Mo Junting smiled lightly: "I'll wait and see."

Reteach.

Yan Zhixin used the best effort in her life to attend the class carefully, and even took out a pen from the pen holder to take notes.

(End of this chapter)