The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 632 Don't Laugh at Other Women
Yan Zhixin covered her red and swollen lips, glared at him angrily, turned her head and left, and slammed the door with a "bang".

Mo Junting looked at her back, touched his lips, and the corners of his lips curved with interest.

He hadn't planned to ask her to help him take a bath.

Otherwise, his wound would spurt blood.

He was not called Ling Feng, nor was he called a servant.

Mo Junting had difficulty with one hand, but it wasn't impossible at all, it was just that he washed slower than usual.

Yan Zhixin left his bedroom and walked outside.

The cool wind blew on her face, and her anger immediately disappeared with the wind.

After it was over, she came back to her senses and felt that her anger just now was a bit inexplicable.

...It seems that when she is with Mo Junting, she is getting more and more petty!
Recalling that not long ago Lin Lan poked her forehead and said she was an idiot who couldn't act like a baby, Yan Zhixin rubbed her forehead, realizing for the first time how much she had changed when she was with Mo Junting.

Looking back at the door of Mo Junting's bedroom, his sanity gradually recovered.

Usually, she would cry when she cut a finger. He was hurt so badly, so it must be very painful, right?

If he accidentally wets the wound in the shower...

The consequences are by no means as simple as inflammation.

She's her girlfriend, he's injured and has limited mobility, and she's giving him a shower instead of what she should?
Walking to the bathroom door, Yan Zhixin knocked on the door: "Can I go in?"

The sound of water in the bathroom paused.

Afterwards, Mo Junting said in an emotionless voice: "No."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

been despised.

She reached out to push the door, but it was locked by Mo Junting. She did not have control over the villa, so she couldn't open it.

She could only stand outside and wait for him to come out.

Waiting and waiting, Mo Junting finally came out of the shower, Yan Zhixin rushed to meet him——

Mo Junting only wore a bath towel around his whole body.

Yan Zhixin didn't have the heart to look at his figure, but just stared at the gauze on his shoulders. He should be very experienced. He wrapped the gauze with plastic wrap, so it wasn't wet at all, but the hair wasn't particularly dry, and occasionally there were a drop or two of water. It slid down, the eyelashes were wet, and the eyes were steamed.

Worried that she would wet the gauze, she took a dry towel and motioned him to bow his head.

Mo Junting was a little surprised by her change, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he looked at him with a smile.

With that smile, the water vapor in the eyes shattered, the sky filled with stars fell, and the whole world was brightened.

This man is always amazing.

Yan Zhixin threw the towel on his head, reached out to pinch his face, and said in his usual forceful tone: "From now on, don't laugh at other women casually."

Mo Junting is as good as a follower: "Okay."

Seeing that he was so talkative, Yan Zhixin glanced at him in surprise, then heard him say again: "Blow my hair."

It's the little things.

If he doesn't tell, she will help.

Let him sit on the chair, she reached out to tear off the plastic wrap, and then picked up the hair dryer to blow it, the man's wrist came over, trying to hug her waist.

Yan Zhixin was taken aback, and quickly said, "I haven't taken a shower yet."

Just hugged Yanxin.

Mo Junting raised his eyes and jokingly said, "Can I hug you after taking a shower?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

"I'll blow it myself, you take a bath." Mo Junting's voice was low, with affectionate doting, "So that I can hug you earlier."

(End of this chapter)