The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 602 You Said You Want To Marry Me
Mo Junting gritted his teeth: "Then you want to throw it away after you use it?"

Yan Zhixin: "???"

Mo Junting saw that her bright eyes were blank with innocence, and he was so angry that he just wanted her to cry and beg for mercy.

But he didn't.

He just threw her onto the sofa forcefully and domineeringly, with his palms down.

Snapped!
The sound is loud and crisp.

The big palm came down with scorching heat, and Yan Zhixin trembled all over.

He he he...he hit her again?
What came surging was boundless shame.

But she was inexplicably greedy for the warmth of his palm!
What is she thinking? !

Before Yan Zhixin had time to suppress that terrifying thought, Mo Junting left her behind and walked out expressionlessly.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She was anxious to hold his hand: "wait a minute."

Touching his palm, Yan Zhixin felt scalded, she immediately shrank back as if she was on fire, and said awkwardly, "Don't go, I have something to ask you."

Mo Junting's eyes turned cold: "What are you asking?"

Yan Zhixin said weakly, "You were the one who rescued me last night, right? Thank you."

Mo Junting's eyes became colder, and his voice was also extremely ruthless: "Is that all?"

Yan Zhixin hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "I... Shall I treat you to dinner?"

What responded to her was the man's sneer.

Yan Zhixin looked down at her toes, what should I do then?
She hesitated for a moment: "Then wait for me to think about it."

Mo Junting looked at her quietly, waiting for her to think.

In fact, she immediately thought of a plan to find an opportunity to get him drunk, but she has no experience in this, and she needs to ask Lin Lan for advice before implementing it, so she held back, and said: "Well, I think about it and then Let me tell you... Yesterday, did I take some medicine?"

Mo Junting said expressionlessly, "Truth Word Potion."

Yan Zhixin was surprised and surprised: "No way? Did I say anything I shouldn't have said?"

Mo Junting remained expressionless: "Yes."

Yan Zhixin's heart suddenly tensed up. She wouldn't tell him that she was not a virgin and that she had had skin-to-skin relationships with other men, would she?
She panicked: "I... what did I say?"

Mo Junting's thin lips curled up, and suddenly he burst into a smile, like spring snow melting into water, amazed everything: "Say, you want to marry me."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Liar!

Although his voice is so clear and his tone is so sincere.

But this is obviously not true.

Because that's not what she was thinking at all.

Mo Junting raised his hand to support the wall behind her, leaned close to her, and shackled her in the small space. His breath invaded her senses overwhelmingly: "You also said that your favorite thing is to have a good night's sleep every night. To be able to hold me to sleep and see my face every morning when I wake up."

Yan Zhixin felt that her breath was about to be choked, and said loudly, "Impossible!"

Mo Junting's eyes turned cold.

He caressed her face, his voice was hoarse, but with a hint of sarcasm: "Since you don't believe me, why do you ask?"

(End of this chapter)