The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 617
There was still a gloomy atmosphere in the master room.

He put her on the sofa in the living room, turned around and took out a beautiful jewelry box, and handed it to her.

The box feels a bit familiar.

She took it suspiciously, opened it, and there was an emerald safety buckle quietly inside.

It was a pair with the one she gave him.

At the beginning, she didn't have much money, so she had no money to buy the second one after buying his one.

She didn't expect that he went to buy another piece back.

Mo Junting twirled the safety buckle with his slender fingers and helped her put it on. He looked at her eyes as charming as the starry sky: "We are finally married, do you like it?"

It sounds like a token of love.

Yan Zhixin blushed inexplicably.

Mimi is happy again.

He found that she didn't have that blood, and she wasn't unhappy at all, and even gave her a gift.

This is a representative, does he approve of her?
Candlelight dinners are not in vain...

Mo Junting changed hands and picked up another box.

turn on.

The black pistol shone with a piercing light.

A little familiar.

She looked at him in astonishment: "Isn't this the wooden warehouse in your hand?"

"No, this is yours." Mo Junting patted her head fondly, but his eyes were extremely cold, "If someone does something to you in the future, you must protect yourself."

Yan Zhixin didn't refuse, she nodded obediently: "Okay."

He didn't say it, but she also knew it had to be so.

She has too many enemies.

There are too many people who covet him.

To stand by his side, she had to be able to protect herself.

Mo Junting looked down at her, and said, "From now on, never let any man touch your body."

Yan Zhixin looked at him in surprise, wondering if he knew something, and asked anxiously, "Why?"

Mo Junting's thin lips parted slightly, and he whispered in her ear: "Because of you, it's water when you touch it."

Yan Zhixin was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what he meant. She clenched her fist and beat him, blushing and said: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, and you still laugh at me!"

Mo Junting held her fist and leaned over...

Yan Zhixin involuntarily leaned back until her back was pressed against the sofa.

She nervously looked at the man who was getting closer, his eyes were repeatedly burning, and the restlessness inside was so obvious.

The next second, he held her slender waist and kissed her lips.

His gestures were gentle, yet undeniable.

Afterwards, he hooked the clothes she had just put on.

She was a little panicked, and reached out to push him: "No, I still hurt."

(End of this chapter)