The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 438 It's a lie if the conch can blow
But in fact, she doesn't have to worry about where to eat and what to eat.

Because, Mo Junting can always find the most authentic restaurant in the area.

Mo Junting had never been to these places, and as a young master, he would not search the streets with his mobile phone. Yan Zhixin guessed in his heart that either Ling Shan was helping behind the scenes, or the almighty servant was working hard.

Yan Zhixin felt a little embarrassed.

They are so motivating when they come out to play, I feel sorry.

She didn't know that Mo Junting coming out alone with her was already the most uninspiring way to mobilize people.

According to his usual ostentation, there would be dozens if not hundreds of people in the open and in the dark.

After dinner, the lights are already on.

This town is much more prosperous and lively than the previous one, and the town has a very traditional custom of dancing in the square at night—not a square dance, but a ballroom dance between men and women.

It is less ambiguous than tango, less elegant than waltz, but more playful and lively than other ballroom dances.

After the dance is over, there is a tacit understanding between friends and lips between husband and wife, and they go away as soon as they touch it, without affection.

Yan Zhixin sat by the side of the square and watched them dance to the beat, feeling a little itchy in her heart, she turned her head and asked, "Can you dance?"

Mo Junting had no interest in dancing, and even less in watching others dance, so he said flatly, "No."

Yan Zhixin was a little disappointed: "Me neither."

Mo Junting looked at her drooping expression, like a rabbit that hadn't eaten carrots, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was low and charming: "Although I can't dance, I can do other things."

Yan Zhixin's eyes lit up: "What will happen?"

Mo Junting raised his hand and clasped the back of her head: "I know this."

A momentary blankness appeared in Yan Zhixin's mind.

...He actually kissed her in public? !

Consciousness fell, she subconsciously clung to him with both hands, but felt that he stopped, she was startled suddenly, it turned out that the song was over.

Slightly separated, she looked at him with blurred eyes, and suddenly there was a thunderous applause in her ears.

She turned her head suddenly, and the people who were dancing before were looking at them all the time, with friendly and understanding smiles on their faces.

Yan Zhixin's face turned red, and she plunged into Mo Junting's arms.

Uh...

Mo Junting greeted the crowd calmly, then got up and took her away.

(End of this chapter)