The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 390 Stealing Through Boyfriend's Shirt
Yan Zhixin was speechless.

Mo Junting understood her meaning, observed a little, and found that there was a red mark on the same position on the other side.

He carefully looked at the red mark, which just formed an arc... It's just that it's not obvious in other places.

Mo Junting's expression softened a little, and he reached out to hug her.

But he squeezed a bit too hard just now, and Yan Zhixin was a little sober from the pain, staring at him warily: "Why did you sneak into my room? Get out!"

Mo Junting: "..."

This is his room.

But he didn't say anything, just said: "Take a good bath when you wake up."

Suppressing the thoughts surging all over his body, he turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Yan Zhixin waited for him to go far away, and immediately locked the bathroom door behind her.

The warm water wrapped her body, and she sighed contentedly.

After half an hour...

Yan Zhixin, who almost fell asleep in the bathtub, got up, her mind was still not very clear, but she was able to take care of herself no problem.

She reached for a bath towel to wrap her body, but unexpectedly found that the bath towel was wet.

Who secretly used her bath towel?
I wanted to throw the bath towel aside, but there was only one bath towel in the whole bathroom except for the dirty clothes.

If Mo Junting suddenly visited her room on a whim...

Resigned to her fate, she wrapped it in a wet towel, and Yan Zhixin walked out of the bathroom and went straight to the closet.

Then, she was dumbfounded.

Why is my wardrobe full of men's clothing?
What about the nightdress that occupies half of the wardrobe?

The layout of her room was exactly the same as Mo Junting's room. She didn't notice that it was not her room at all. She couldn't find a nightgown, so she opened the drawer to find her underwear...

Pick up one, man.

Take another one, it's still a man.

At this moment, Mo Junting's deep and playful laughter came from behind him: "Idiot, you took my clothes."

Yan Zhixin turned her head in horror, and saw Mo Junting leaning against the head of the bed, holding a magazine in her hand, but she didn't read it, she just stared at the underwear she was holding in her hand, and immediately blushed, "Bastard, what are you doing?" Why don't you put your clothes in my closet?"

Mo Junting propped his forehead and said with a half-smile, "Look whose room this is."

eh eh?
Yan Zhixin looked around and was stunned.

Ahhh, this is not her room!
Her dazed head was sober in an instant, she quickly stuffed back the things in her hand, Yan Zhixin clutched the towel and rushed to the door, she was so ashamed, she wanted to go back to her room!

Mo Junting noticed her intention, got up and quickly stopped in front of the door, preventing her from opening it.

Yan Zhixin was annoyed: "Why? Get out of the way!"

Mo Junting refused to budge: "Are you going out like this? Ling Feng and the others haven't slept yet."

Yan Zhixin thought, that's right, this is the old house of the Mo family.

Ling Feng and the others also came back. There are so many people living in a big house, if they happened to come to him...she ran out wrapped in a towel...I couldn't even think about it.

She bit her lip: "Can you help me get a suit of clothes?"

Of course not.

Looking down at the tender young girl, the crystal drops of water remained on her body, and when illuminated by the light, the pearls shone brightly... Mo Junting went to the closet and took out a white handmade shirt and threw it to her: "Wear superior."

Yan Zhixin hurriedly hid in the bathroom to get dressed.

Mo Junting has a tall and straight figure, and his shirt can be used as a skirt on her body, but she is not used to it... She opened the door a crack and said flatteringly, "Brother Mo Mo, can you help me go back and get the clothes? "

Mo Junting stared at the wet eyes that were slamming like a deer: "You come out first."

Yan Zhixin hid behind the door: "No, your clothes don't fit."

(End of this chapter)