The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 363 Be good, don't make trouble
This is the first time ever.

From the first time he entered the room in the middle of the night, he imagined that one day he would be discovered... That's why he knocked on the door.

What he didn't expect was that she didn't answer when he knocked on the door, but she didn't sleep when he came in.

However, Mo Junting calmed down almost the moment he saw her, walked to the window sill calmly, looked at the girl sitting on the window sill stretching her body, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Sitting on the window sill, Yan Zhixin could look at him at the same level, instead of being looked down upon by him as usual, this feeling made her more confident, and asked without answering, "What are you doing here?"

She was wearing a black silk lace suspender dress, with delicate and white lace spread out wantonly, a pair of slender legs dangling by the window sill, exuding pearl-like luster under the moonlight, sexy and sweet.

Mo Junting's deep eyes flashed like flames, he stretched out his hand to hug her off the windowsill, and said calmly, "Come here and see if you kicked the quilt."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She did have a bad habit of kicking the quilt, but...she pushed his hand away subconsciously: "Let the servant do this kind of thing, you don't have to do it yourself."

Mo Junting took it for granted: "The servant fell asleep, and I just couldn't sleep."

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips: "Okay."

If it was in the past, she would definitely tell him to go back to sleep directly.

This time, she didn't know whether it was because of a change of mind or because the moonlight was too beautiful, he was so charming under the moonlight, and the urge to watch the night scene with him suddenly rose in her heart, so she simply moved aside, "Anyway, I can't sleep, Let me lend you a seat."

Mo Junting raised his eyes, his deep eyes were like gentle lakes in the night, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

She took the initiative to invite, which is rare.

The window sill was wide enough for two people to sit. He put his hands on the window sill and jumped easily, and sat down beside her.

Yan Zhixin turned her face to look at him, suddenly a little depressed.

After he sat up, he was taller than her again!

Her status advantage is gone!

Noticing her bulging cheeks, Mo Junting lovingly raised his hand and pinched her face: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhixin raised her hand to touch his head: "I'll be happy if you lower down a bit."

Mo Junting concealed a smile, leaned forward and lowered his head.

The girl's soft hair hung in front of him, and the alchemist's faint fragrance, Mo Junting's eyes were dark, looking at the defenseless girl, he smiled hoarsely, and said in a low voice, "Is this possible?"

Yan Zhixin compared her height: "Not yet."

Mo Junting stretched out his long arms, hugged her into his arms, and brushed her warm breath against her neck: "How about this?"

His hug made Yan Zhixin tremble slightly, and she struggled a little: "That's not the case...how about you stand below."

It is impossible to let him stand even after sitting.

(End of this chapter)