The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 442 It's Like Returning Home
Mo Junting slept very well. He didn't touch her with his hands or wrap his feet around her. After sleeping for a while, she secretly turned over and took a look at him. In the dark, she couldn't see whether he was asleep or not. She muttered softly. One sentence: "Brother Mo Mo, good night."

Then, sleep peacefully.

Mo Junting was actually not asleep yet.

Since many years ago, he has never tried to go to bed so early... Even if he is willing to go to bed early, he will not fall asleep until late at night due to chronic insomnia.

Hearing the shallow and long breathing of the person beside him, he turned sideways, picked up a strand of her hair and wrapped it around his fingertips to play with.

Easy.

Also very relaxing.

Because of his parents, he has been with his great-grandfather and grandma since he can remember. The two elders are very strict and have extremely high demands on him. Since he was a child, he has been more self-disciplined than his peers and even most adults.

No matter what he does, he must do his best.

He hadn't been this relaxed for many, many years.

I still remember that Grandma Tai held his hand and said sorry to him on his 16th birthday.

She said that they had taught him so well and successfully that he never enjoyed leisure and joy.

She also said that she hopes he can meet someone who can completely relax him in the future.

He didn't quite understand it at the time.

As a teenager, he felt that he had a good life.

Later, he went to Xie's house.

He met her.

Although he didn't understand how there could be such a messy and fussy person like her in the world, he was surprised to find that by her side, he lived a very relaxed and happy life.

He likes to be near her.

I like her breath.

Before he reunited with her, he didn't want to disturb her in the past.

But when he saw a figure similar to her in the Diting Intercontinental Hotel, he couldn't help following her. At that time, he had a fever, and Ling Feng once thought that he was delirious from the fever.

Following her and listening to her voice on the phone, he felt a sense of peace of mind.

However, when he heard her telling her boyfriend to drive carefully in a soft tone, he suddenly had an impulse in his heart—that is to steal her mobile phone and tell her boyfriend to go to hell!
Later, instead of snatching her cell phone, he knocked her unconscious and took her away...

At that time, he just acted according to instinct, but later he gradually realized that he had already regarded her as his exclusive in his heart.

He doesn't allow anyone to touch her.

Even her boyfriend.

Mo Junting stared at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl beside him, and gently but firmly hugged her into his arms, closing his eyes.

Now he has understood the meaning of Grandma's words.

No matter where he is, what he is doing, no matter how difficult it is, as long as he is by her side, he feels as if he has returned home and feels at ease physically and mentally.

As long as she is with her, the heart that has gone through wind and rain can get the best comfort.

It was the first time in years that he had fallen asleep before midnight.

……

Yan Zhixin thought that if she shared the bed with Mo Junting, she would not be able to sleep or would sleep badly, but the reality hit her face, she slept very soundly this time, hundreds of times better than sleeping in a hotel during school and filming.

In the morning, Yan Zhixin opened her eyes in a daze, her consciousness was not fully awake, suddenly the light in front of her eyes dimmed, and the man leaned over and kissed her on the center of her eyebrows: "Yanzhi, good morning."

Yan Zhixin replied reflexively: "Good morning."

Mo Junting was dissatisfied: "What else?"

Yan Zhixin: "???"

(End of this chapter)