The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 377
Mo Junting looks like a husband who is catching an adulterer, his eyes are extraordinarily cold: "Who is he?"

Yan Zhixin didn't do anything bad, and her face was calm: "An artist who might have made a mistake, just happened to meet him, so give him a hand."

Mo Junting's expression softened slightly, but Yan Zhixin didn't intend to pay attention to him, walked around him, opened the door to get in the car, closed the door and locked it - she really wanted to do it all in one go, but she still didn't have time to lock it, the door was opened, and Mo Junting sat on the door the co-pilot.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

What does he want to do?

She looked sideways at the man who didn't play cards according to common sense: "Where's your car?"

Mo Junting bent his long legs to make himself sit more comfortably, and said confidently, "They're off work first."

Yan Zhixin didn't believe it.

Even if Ling Feng, Ling Bai, and Ling Hua all got off work early, it's impossible for his driver not to wait for him.

He is clearly cheating.

However, she can't do anything about it.

You can't kick him down.

It's really kicked, and it probably won't move.

Yan Zhixin decided to endure him once: "Fasten your seat belt."

Mo Junting played tricks to the end: "You help me."

Yan Zhixin was speechless again.

I don't want to bear it any longer, anyway, this tens of millions supercar was also given to her by him, and she has no pressure to throw it back to him.

Yan Zhixin unbuckled her seat belt, got up and got out of the car: "Forget it, you can drive, I'll take a taxi back."

As soon as one leg hit the ground, the arm was grabbed.

Mo Junting's voice softened, and there was a touch of compromise in his low voice: "I'll drive, you drive."

Yan Zhixin didn't expect him to suddenly become so easy to talk, raised his brows slightly, sat up again, and when he reached out to pull the seat belt, Mo Junting suddenly leaned over and almost pressed onto her body.

His face followed suit.

Close at hand.

Almost kissed her.

Yan Zhixin's body froze, and just as she was about to push him away, he took the seat belt from her hand and looped it around her body, fastened it, and then sat up straight.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Don't want to talk to him!

Yan Zhixin stepped on the gas pedal angrily.

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up slightly, and he reached out to fasten his seat belt.

Yan Zhixin didn't want to talk, Mo Junting accompanied her silently, the light of the street lamp passed by them one after another, Yan Zhixin focused on looking at the road, but didn't pay attention to the tenderness between the man's eyebrows and eyes when the street lamp was on.

In order to avoid traffic jams, Yan Zhixin took a detour on a remote road. Just after passing the tunnel, there was a sudden burst of intensive engine acceleration sound behind her, and bright lights pierced from behind, reflected through the car mirror, making her eyes barely open. .

What the hell!

Yan Zhixin cursed in her heart.

This is the most fearful thing when driving, it is completely blind.

She reached out to touch the night vision goggles, when a supercar whizzed past her, and a young man lowered the window of the car, laughing wildly: "Beauty, the car is not bad, let's have a shot?"

Yan Zhixin glanced at that person expressionlessly, then turned on the headlight to shine it back!
"Beauty has a bit of a temper." A supercar drifted over from the other side and almost hit her. She managed to avoid it, but the other party lowered the car window and yelled at her, "Do you want to join our supercar club? Come on now , I will be your recommender at the end!"

Yan Zhixin rolled her eyes.

She has no interest in the supercar club, she is in a bad mood and just wants revenge.

It's a pity that she didn't take care of that driving skill, and Gu Xi wasn't around.

At this moment, Mo Junting's low, almost seductive voice rang in his ears: "Want to take revenge? I'll help you."

(End of this chapter)