The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 518 I'm Not a Quilt!

Well, it's really manly, and it smells good.

Yan Zhixin hugged the quilt and sniffed it, and immediately felt that her behavior was shameful, so she blushed and lifted the quilt a little uncomfortably.

Mo Junting glanced at her with nothing in his eyes, walked to the bedside and sat down, and turned off the lights.

Before Yan Zhixin's eyes could adapt to the sudden darkness, she sensed the man approaching.

Yan Zhi rolled aside anxiously: "I'm not a quilt!"

Mo Junting paused, laughed out loud, and lay down beside her.

Yan Zhixin subconsciously backed away. In the darkness, she didn't know that there was the edge of the bed behind her, so she fell off the bed on the spot. Fortunately, Mo Junting hugged her tightly, and she fell out before being pulled back by him.

Yan Zhixin didn't dare to move anymore, so she could only push him: "Go to sleep."

Mo Junting didn't move.

Yan Zhixin pushed again, and Mo Junting suddenly said, "Don't you like me? You can hug me more."

Yan Zhixin's eyes widened in an instant: "When did I say I liked you?"

Mo Junting: "..."

It's as sweet as it gets when you're drunk, and you don't admit it when you're sober, that's great.

He usually only took cold showers, but for some reason, Yan Zhixin felt that his body was steaming, and wanted to back away.

But Mo Junting stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms: "Then can I like you?"

She blurted out: "What do you like about me?"

Mo Junting lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes meant something: "I like your softness."

If he is such a rascal, is he still a cold and ascetic Bingshan Emperor?

The movement of him holding her was very intimate, without the slightest hint of intimacy, and his expression seemed to be taken for granted.

Yan Zhixin was a little bit dumbfounded.

Suddenly, I thought of the pink and yellow deer doll in my room... The omnipotent servant thought that girls like dolls, so she put one in her room when she moved in, and moved her things to Mo Junting's room, and the doll also Then moved over.

Yan Zhixin broke his hands and got up, ran to get the doll and stuffed it into his hands: "The whole body is soft, I give it to you."

Mo Junting narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached out to pick it up.

Yan Zhixin happily climbed onto the bed, but Mo Junting threw the doll to the side and held her down with his backhand.

She looked at him from the bottom up, and seeing his deep and burning eyes, she was suddenly a little scared.

Mo Junting held her down, "Want to run?"

"No, I just want to sleep." Yan Zhixin's eyes were bright and she looked extraordinarily awake, but she raised her hand and yawned, and pulled the quilt next to her to cover it up, "I'm so sleepy, don't disturb me."

The turtle!

Mo Junting gritted his teeth, trying to pull her over, when he heard her muttering to him, "I've fallen asleep, fell asleep, fell asleep..."

Mo Junting laughed angrily.

Smiling and a little helpless.

He leaned closer to her and saw her eyelashes trembling slightly, she was obviously extremely nervous, but she pretended to be calm.

The heart that wanted to punish her severely softened all of a sudden.

Mo Junting raised his hand and gently rubbed her forehead with his fingers.

The world suddenly became very quiet.

It was as quiet as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

The sound of her muttering, the sound of her nervously scratching the quilt, and her shallow breathing were all close to his ears, lingering in his whole world.

His body was still as hot as a flame, but he just touched her forehead lightly with his lips, then got up and went into the bathroom.

Yan Zhixin let out a soft breath when she heard footsteps.

Escaped!
It feels so good to run after teasing!
(End of this chapter)