The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 391 What Should I Do With You?

Mo Junting stretched out his hand to pull her, and she pulled the door shut reflexively, but Mo Junting pushed her foot in one step ahead of her, blocking the movement of closing the door, and then occupied her space in a leisurely manner: "Let me see."

The girl's soft curves are embedded in the outline of the wide shirt, wrapping her breath inside.

At first glance, it looks like a cutie wearing a boyfriend's shirt.

She looked at him nervously, as if he was a big bad wolf that would pounce on him at any moment.

He chuckled dumbly, and brushed her slender fingers over her wet hair: "Go out and dry your hair, and I'll help you."

Yan Zhixin felt a little relieved, obediently followed him out of the bathroom, picked up the hair dryer and dried her hair.

Mo Junting "gentlely" took the hair dryer to help her.

It was the first time in Bingshandi's life that someone had blown someone's hair, and he had no skills at all.

It was too close, and the wind was too hot, Yan Zhixin subconsciously dodged away.

Put it far away, the wind is too small, and it won't dry it even if it blows for a long time.

Yan Zhixin felt better after taking a bath, but she was still very sleepy, she just wanted to go back to sleep early, and urged him: "I'll do it myself, you go and help me get my clothes."

Mo Junting remained unmoved: "Sit down and don't move around."

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips in grievance, but she had to ask him, so she could only obey.

She carefully put her knees together, used her shirt to pad her buttocks, and kept her hands still. She sat more obediently than a first-grade child.

But only lasted less than 5 minutes.

As soon as she calmed down, she felt drowsy. She tilted her head a little bit, until it reached a certain arc. She woke up suddenly and sat down quickly.

After sitting for less than 2 minutes, I started to lean again.

so repeated.

Mo Junting finally found the correct posture to blow-dry his hair, worried that she would pull her hair, so he hugged her and leaned on his shoulder: "If you are sleepy, lie on your stomach."

Yan Zhixin obediently lay on his shoulder, her eyes closed.

She finally stopped moving.

He finally settled down, and seriously studied to be a man who blows hair for the woman he loves... By the time he dried her long hair, she had already fallen asleep.

In an instant, Mo Junting felt that all his hard work had paid off!
However, he has suffered from insomnia since the day Yan Zhixin reported to the crew, and now that he can finally leave her in his room, he is also sleepy.

Carrying her to the bed and laying her down, Mo Junting leaned over to look at the girl under him, slowly approached her thin lips, and whispered, "What should I do with you?"

The warm sunlight shone into the room, Yan Zhixin woke up from her sleep, subconsciously stretched out her hand to block the dazzling light, and then opened her eyes...

I'm late, it's over!

Yan Zhixin sat up from the bed suddenly, and realized that she was not in a hotel, and only then remembered that she had gone back to the old house of the Mo family.

No, wait!

Last night, she asked Su Nianci to notify the higher-ups that there will be a meeting this morning!
Yan Zhixin got up in a hurry, when suddenly a big hand stretched out beside her, grabbed her waist and pushed her back on the bed: "Don't make trouble, sleep for a while."

Yan Zhixin turned her head stiffly, followed her hands to look up, saw Mo Junting's attractive handsome face, and almost rolled off the bed.

She...how did she sleep with him?

Her body stiffened instantly, thinking that she didn't go back to her room last night, she just wanted to find a piece of tofu to bump into.

Fortunately, he is still a gentleman, and he didn't do anything to her.

She gently pushed Mo Junting's big palm with her hand, and said weakly, "I have a meeting in the morning."

Mo Junting didn't even open his eyes, and his deep voice was breathless: "I'll help you push it until the afternoon."

Yan Zhixin asked in surprise, "When did it happen?"

After she fell asleep, of course.

(End of this chapter)