The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 340 She Doesn't Want to Move Around
Back in Mo Junting's office, the man sat on the three-seater sofa and browsed the news, while Yan Zhixin sat on the one-seater sofa next to him, taking out his mobile phone to play games.

Finally, when the company went public, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Zhixin's lips. Suddenly, the light dimmed and the phone was taken away.

Yan Zhi was so anxious that she rushed over to grab it: "Give it back to me quickly."

"What's in there that can't be described?" Mo Junting glanced at the screen while talking. Seeing that it was a familiar game interface, he immediately raised the phone so that she couldn't reach it. "Play it next time."

Yan Zhi jumped up and snatched it up: "No, I just went public with great difficulty."

Listed... that's the level he played for the first time at 16.

Mo Junting chuckled, threw the phone on the single sofa, then grabbed her waist, and carried her to the three-seater sofa. .

His body was as clear as cedar and came with the fragrance of red sandalwood leaves, Yan Zhixin screamed in fright: "What are you doing?"

Mo Junting's warm breath brushed her face: "Sleep."

Yan Zhixin: "?!!!"

It took her a while to remember that this guy used her as a humanoid pillow when he slept.

But, how could she sleep like this?

Yan Zhixin's face flushed red and she wanted to move away a little, but the sofa was so big that two people could squeeze it in because he hugged her tightly.

Yan Zhixin felt panicked and twisted her body uncomfortably, Mo Junting frowned: "Don't move around."

She doesn't want to move around.

Yan Zhixin stared at him bitterly, and blurted out the words in her heart: "Don't hug me too tightly."

Yan Zhixin was a little worried when he said it, but it's good to say it when he thinks about it, at least he knows how to restrain himself.

Who knows, she misjudged his face.

Not only did Mo Junting not restrain himself, but he pressed her into his arms with a calm expression on his face: "If you move again, do you believe that I will hug her even tighter?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

rogue!

Seeing her frightened expression, Mo Junting covered her mouth without hesitation to prevent her from saying anything.

Yan Zhixin held her breath and couldn't hold it anymore, she couldn't help reaching out to take his hand away, only to find that he had fallen asleep at some point.

His long eyelashes drooped down, his breathing became long, and his usually cold and harsh lines softened a bit, which gave people an illusion of tenderness.

Yan Zhixin stared at his handsome face for a long time, and finally understood that eating lunch was not his purpose, his purpose was to let her use him as a sleeping pill!

So angry.

Mo Junting slept for four to ten minutes, and when he woke up, it was almost time for work in the afternoon.

Yan Zhixin kept one posture the whole time, her back was sore, and as soon as he woke up, she went back to her office angrily.

……

During the lunch break, Su Nianci was absent-minded the whole time.

She looked up at the two people beside her.

An Meiji didn't know that Yan Zhixin and Mo Junting were together, and they painted their nails with great interest when they were resting.

Gu Xi may know, but she doesn't seem to care at all. It's obviously a break, and she is still busy with work non-stop.

Su Nianci sighed silently, and turned his gaze to Yan Zhixin's office glass door again.

she hasn't come back yet...

What have they been doing to take so long?
This thought was like hundreds of ants scratching Su Nianci's heart and lungs. Seeing that the lunch break was over, she couldn't sit still anymore. She got up to make coffee. When she turned the corner, she was surprised to see Yan Zhixin walking from the elevator in a strange posture. come along.

(End of this chapter)