The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 432 How Much Face I Lost Last Night

Mo Junting's thin lips curled up slightly, and his voice sounded sexy when he just woke up: "What are you sorry about?"

Yan Zhixin pulled back the quilt, poked her head out and looked at him cautiously: "Did I disturb you last night by talking in my sleep?"

Mo Junting lazily pushed back the hair on her cheeks with his fingertips, locked his eyes tightly on her, and asked with a half-smile, "Did you dream last night?"

His facial features are too handsome, looking at her so close, she remembered the scene in the dream, her face suddenly burned like fire, she couldn't say anything, she decisively covered her face with a quilt, acting like an ostrich.

This time, Mo Junting didn't let her sleep. He pushed the quilt aside, stared at her blushing face, and dropped a bombshell: "You kept crawling into my arms last night, and kept yelling, 'Mo Mo... Brother I'm so hot' you know?"

Yan Zhixin's head exploded with a "boom", "I...I...how could I?"

Mo Junting propped himself up, and said calmly: "Later I threw you into the water, the water was very cold and comfortable, you just drink the water from the pool, it took me a long time to make you spit it out, did you impression?"

Absolutely not!

It was completely different from her dream!
So, dreams are real dreams.

But how could she have that kind of dream that was so different from the real situation?

Yan Zhixin covered her face and buried her head in the pillow.

She needs to be quiet!

Mo Junting looked gently at the girl who was so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground, and gently stroked her long hair with his big hand: "I will carry you back, but you are still lying on the long table and refuse to get up..."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She held her head in pain, not wanting to speak.

There was a little smirk in Mo Junting's eyes, but she buried her head and didn't notice it.

She didn't hear what Mo Junting said later.

In the final analysis, it is alcohol that hurts people.

Ahhh, she will never drink again!
Mo Junting reached out and turned her face, which was redder than fever, to face him, with an extremely serious expression: "In view of everything that happened last night, I have a request."

Yan Zhixin wanted to bury her face back into the pillow, but she was no match for his hands, so she covered her face with a broken jar, and said sullenly, "Say it."

Mo Junting said clearly, "From now on, you are not allowed to drink with others, not with anyone but me, and not on any occasion!"

Yan Zhixin corrected, "I can't drink with you either."

Mo Junting's eyes froze: "Why?"

Yan Zhixin broke down with a "woo" and said, "It's too embarrassing."

(End of this chapter)