The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 498 I Haven't Drink Enough

No one's eyes can hide love.

What's more, Mo Junting didn't want to hide.

Whenever he looked at her, it was like the full moon looking at the only star beside him.

He was calm, but Yan Zhixin was a little anxious.

The longer she drank, the more uncomfortable she became.

Her feet twitched restlessly underneath, but she was afraid of being discovered by Mo Junting, so she endured extra pain.

After finally finishing one glass, she poured the second, and the third...

The wine bottle doesn't look big, and there doesn't seem to be much wine in the decanter, but she always feels that she has been drinking for a long time, and there is no sign of the wine decreasing.

His vision began to blur, and if he kept going, he must be drunk.

Yan Zhixin was extremely annoyed.

She still wanted to get him drunk, every time she drank with him, she was the one who got drunk, depressed!

Deciding to make a quick decision, she drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Before she could swallow it, she picked up the decanter again, trying to pour the luxurious and transparent liquid inside into her mouth.

However, before it was delivered to the mouth, the hand was held down.

The man leaned closer and said softly: "Don't drink, you will get drunk."

He got a little too close.

His breath broke into her nose, his warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and she kissed him in a mysterious way.

Mo Junting sat upright on the chair, the faint moonlight reflected in his eyes, illuminating the fire in the depths of the man's bottomless eyes.

But he didn't do anything, he just held her down with his hands, that's all.

She is drunk.

He hadn't wanted her to be drunk.

She was drunk, her brain was in protection mode, she had no idea what she was doing.

In the past, he wanted her to be like this, so that she wouldn't know what he did.

Now, he just wanted to wake her up.

Yan Zhixin felt that it was not enough.

The effect of the wine was much stronger than expected, and after her rationality was defeated, Yan Zhixin completely lost control.

Mo Junting's voice was low and hoarse, almost a whisper: "Do you know what you're doing?"

Yan Zhixin looked up at him, her eyes were blurred, but flashed with a bright light like fire, "I like you..."

Mo Junting raised her chin: "Who am I?"

Yan Zhixin replied without thinking: "You are a hooligan...I want to take revenge on you, I want to hooligan you."

Mo Junting didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's my name?"

Yan Zhixin thought about it seriously: "You are called a scoundrel."

Mo Junting: "..."

Mo Junting held her face in his hands, and looked into the depths of her eyes with his deep eyes: "Yanzhi, if the villain wants to do something to you..."

The wind is blowing.

The light of the moon is shining.

Crazy heart is beating.

She is in his arms.

His love is in wine.

He watched her spill the wine on his face, the clear and mellow droplets slid down, setting off the snow-white skin, revealing the intoxicating radiance of cream under the moonlight, which was shockingly beautiful.

The night is deep.

Mo Junting picked her up and walked towards the parking lot: "Let's go home."

Putting her on the passenger seat, he turned around and wanted to go to the driver's seat on the other side, but Yan Zhixin grabbed him tightly: "No, I don't want to leave yet..."

Mo Junting supported the car door and comforted him, "I won't leave, how can you go back?"

"Then I won't go back." Yan Zhixin climbed up and hugged him, shy but bold, "I haven't had enough, I want more."

Mo Junting asked very clearly, "What else do you want?"

Yan Zhixin poked him with her white and tender fingers, raised her face, and looked into his dark eyes, and made a soft voice: "This..."

Mo Junting stared at her for a moment, and his voice seemed to come from the sky, as if pampering and coaxing: "Don't regret it."

(End of this chapter)