The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 517

Yan Zhixin took a shower bravely, put on her nightgown and quietly hid on the balcony.

Seeing her timidity, Mo Junting got up and walked into the bathroom.

Yan Zhixin stood outside the balcony with dim light, watched the bathroom door close, then sneaked into the room, dried her body and hair, then ran to the bed, trying to cover herself with the quilt.

Once it's done, it doesn't feel right.

She looked like she was wearing it on the bed and waiting for him on purpose.

Aww, how do you sleep like this?
Yan Zhixin got up and looked around, finally opened the closet, found a casual cotton and linen thin long coat and put it on, walked out of the room, and went to the guest room.

Her room is locked, can she always sleep in the guest room?
Unexpectedly, Mo Junting seemed to have expected that she would do this a long time ago, and even asked the servants to lock all the doors of the guest rooms.

The door of the study room was unlocked, but there was no bed in the study room.

She can't play the floor in the study, can she?
Yan Zhixin stood in the corridor with a look of lovelessness.

After taking a shower, Mo Junting found that Yan Zhixin was not in the room. When he walked out the door, he saw Yan Zhixin wandering pitifully outside the door. He frowned slightly: "Come back."

Yan Zhixin looked at him, and begged softly, "Brother Mo Mo..."

Tears almost welled up in those bright eyes. Mo Junting looked soft-hearted, but his heart became softer when he heard her voice... the softer he is, the more he can't let her slip away, so Mo Junting walked away neatly Come to her and hug her.

The body after bathing is moist with moisture, full of indescribable temptation.

Yan Zhixin's body froze, she stretched out her hand to push him away: "I think it will be fine if I lay on the floor."

Mo Junting raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to try the scenery on the ground?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

He didn't speak or do anything, just walked forward steadily with her in his arms.

This……

Doomed tonight!

Neither of them spoke.

Yan Zhixin thought about the (crossed out) virginity issue that she had avoided for a long time, and then looked at Mo Junting, suddenly a little at a loss, could she let him know?
Some things, if you talk about it from the beginning, there will be no problem.

However, how can it be as easy as it is said?
Every time I say something, I have to weigh it for a long time. The more I weigh it, the less I dare to say it. The more I dare not say it, the longer it will be delayed.

That's what she is now.

After entering the room, Mo Junting put her on the bed, and she immediately covered herself with the quilt.

This action could not escape Mo Junting's eyes.

Mo Junting leaned over... Yan Zhixin watched his lips getting closer and closer, and her heart beat wildly again. Just when he was about to kiss her, she suddenly said, "Your hair is so wet, go blow it on."

Mo Junting got up to dry his hair, Yan Zhixin hid under the blanket and watched him for a while, then decided to repeat the old trick and let herself fall asleep before he dried her hair.

However, this time it's not that easy.

There was his breath on the whole bed, although it was faint, it was everywhere. She had a good nose, no matter what position she was sleeping in, she could smell it very clearly.

Covered with his quilt, she even had the illusion of being wrapped in his breath.

She subconsciously looked at him. He was casually wearing a bathrobe, revealing his sexy collarbone, graceful neckline, and a slightly raised Adam's apple in the middle of his neck... No matter which angle you look at from this man, he is amazing, yet Because of his stern temperament, he looks particularly masculine.

(End of this chapter)