The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 290 If you are not serious in class, you will be punished
Only in this way can she let herself not want to sit on his lap!
Mo Junting really deserves to be Mo Junting, he acts ruthlessly and decisively, the same is true in the content of the courses he teaches, but he can speak impeccably, which makes people have to be convinced.

The class lasted until noon.

Ling Shan knocked on the door and reported: "Master, it's time for lunch."

Yan Zhixin recovered from her obsession with studying, and found that after she was concentrating on the content of the course, she habitually used his legs as ordinary chairs, changing positions no matter how comfortable she was, and crushed his legs countless times, and suddenly her whole body was in a state of panic. The wind is messy.

Jumping off his lap like burning his butt, Yan Zhixin ran away covering her face.

After rushing out of the door, Ling Shan smiled and said: "Miss Yan, today's lunch is with the young master, please wait for the young master."

Yan Zhixin ignored him, and directly plunged into the bathroom.

Deep breath, deep breath, deep breath...

Yan Zhixin patted her apple-like face in the mirror, and couldn't believe that she had been sitting on his lap for nearly two hours.

The past is unbearable to look back on, and the tears flow first... I really want to cry!
It took a full 10 minutes to clear up her emotions. Yan Zhixin walked out of the bathroom, feeling a little hungry, so she walked towards the restaurant.

After so long, Mo Junting should have been eating.

Just find a quiet corner to avoid him.

I really don't know what expression to use to face him!

When she walked to the restaurant, she saw Ling Hua and Gu Xifen standing on both sides of the door waiting for her from a distance, Yan Zhixin wondered, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Ling Hua smiled and said, "We are your special assistants now, so we will naturally go in with you."

An inexplicable premonition rose in Yan Zhixin's heart.

The moment I stepped into the restaurant, my premonition came true.

Mo Junting sat in the middle of the snow-white, delicate and long table decorated with flowers, with Ling Feng, Ling Bai and Ling Shan on both sides.

The food was not served.

Everyone is waiting.

Yan Zhixin looked at them in surprise, except for Mo Junting who did not move, Ling Feng, Ling Bai and Ling Shan all stood up and greeted her politely.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

With such a big fight, she was under a lot of psychological pressure!
Ling Hua walked to the position opposite to Mo Junting, opened the dining chair, and said politely, "Miss Yan, please sit down."

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Yan Zhixin could only maintain a good manner and apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Mo Junting's eyes were calm: "This is not an example."

Yan Zhixin nodded obediently, then sat down opposite him.

Ling Hua and Gu Xi sat on either side of her.

After sitting down, all kinds of dishes are delivered to the table like flowing water, all of which are made by top chefs.

(End of this chapter)