The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 470 Cook Ginger Brown Sugar Water For You
His anger was still there, and there was an indescribable danger in his voice, and when he spoke suddenly, Yan Zhixin, who was concentrating on cutting ginger, trembled, and almost cut off her fingers.

She turned around in surprise and saw the man standing in the dining room.

The lights in the restaurant were not turned on, and the man stood in the darkness with an unrealistic expression, but his eyes were as bright as stars, burning with flames.

Yan Zhixin asked suspiciously: "Why haven't you slept yet? Are you hungry?"

Her hair was casually tied to one side, and when she turned her head, her white and delicate neck was revealed. Under the light, her bright eyes seemed to reflect the soft moonlight, which was clear and soft, especially moving.

Mo Junting strode into the kitchen, pressed her into his arms, and kissed her hard.

Yan Zhixin was completely dumbfounded.

She still has a knife for cutting ginger in her hand!

Her stomach was aching, and the unstoppable force in her body made her want to go crazy.

She threw the knife away vigorously.

Bang!
The knife fell to the floor with a particularly crisp sound.

Mo Junting was alarmed and was distracted for a moment.

Yan Zhixin took the opportunity to push him away, covered her stomach and said, "Stop making trouble, I'm feeling very uncomfortable now."

Mo Junting was full of other thoughts before, but now he calmed down a bit, only then did he feel the coldness of the girl in his arms, and quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhixin cried and said with a mournful face: "My aunt is here, my stomach hurts."

Mo Junting: "..."

The most painful thing in the world is this!
The aunt is simply a man's nightmare.

Thinking of the girl in his arms still suffering from severe dysmenorrhea, no matter how angry Mo Junting was, he could only bear it.

Half collapsed and half helpless, he leaned over and carried her outside to sit on the sofa, and asked, "What should I do now? I'll call Ling Feng over here?"

"Don't be so troublesome." Although his body was tense, it was still warm, and Yan Zhixin subconsciously leaned into his arms, "I just want to make ginger brown sugar water."

Mo Junting frowned and said, "Why aren't you called a servant?"

Yan Zhixin puffed her face and said: "They are asleep, I don't want to be so troublesome, cooking ginger and brown sugar water is very fast."

Mo Junting looked up at the kitchen: "You sit here, I'll cook for you."

Yan Zhixin looked sideways: "You know?"

Mo Junting touched her cold forehead: "You teach me."

Yan Zhixin felt her own state, besides the stomach ache, she also had a sore back and back pain, she didn't want to bother, and she had finished all the preparations, there wasn't much to do next, so she said, "I'm already boiling the water, take the ginger Put it in, then take a small piece of brown sugar and throw it in, cover the pot and continue cooking."

Mo Junting followed his words.

Yan Zhixin hugged the pillow and stared blankly at the man's generous back under the light, feeling inexplicably moved in her heart.

From his clumsy movements, she knew that he must be doing these things for the first time.

It would be great if he could always be so gentle.

Thinking in my heart, suddenly my stomach hurts even more.

(End of this chapter)