The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 679

Su Nianci had no choice but to pour out the porridge, cook a pot again, and made a few delicate side dishes according to Yan Zhixin's and his tastes to accompany the porridge.

When she was done, she put it on the table, took off her apron, and glanced in the direction of the bedroom.

Mo Junting stayed inside and didn't come out.

Can she take a chance to ask him to eat, just take a look?
Su Nianci felt a little cowardly.

When she had no direct contact with Mo Junting, she imagined countless possibilities and made countless reaction plans, thinking that when she really stood in front of him one day, she would definitely perform perfectly.

Only then did she realize that she had overestimated herself in the past.

She was in the dining room and he was in the bedroom. She didn't even have the courage to step out of such a short distance!

Taking deep breaths again and again, Su Nianci knocked on the bedroom door: "Master, breakfast is ready, would you like to eat now?"

The door did not open.

The phone rang.

Mo Junting made the phone call himself.

What he said was also very concise: "You go back first."

Su Nianci responded reflexively, and obediently walked out of the presidential suite and took the door behind him.

After walking a certain distance, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Just now, she obviously wanted to take another look at him, but when she heard his order, she couldn't help but obey... She couldn't resist at all.

Su Nianci silently leaned against the wall.

The heart that was beating violently in the chest cavity gradually cooled down.

She suddenly understood that even without Yan Zhixin, she still couldn't stand by Mo Junting's side - even though she had imagined it countless times.

All she can do is to become the most competent and obedient subordinate like Ling Shan.

What a desperate discovery.

……

Yan Zhixin's body temperature gradually dropped.

She woke up from the bed, opened her eyes and saw Mo Junting's handsome face with perfect lines, she was stunned for a while, and it took a while to remember where she was.

With a dizzy head, she lifted the quilt and got up: "What time is it?"

Mo Junting glanced down at his watch: "Eight in the morning."

Yan Zhixin immediately became anxious: "Oh, I overslept."

The crew had to gather at 10 o'clock, and it took at least 10 minutes from the Intercontinental Hotel to the hotel where they met. In other words, she had less than [-] minutes to wash up, put on makeup, have breakfast and go out.

After that, you have to catch a plane to the next city.

Can't afford to waste 1 minute.

However, just as she sat up from the bed, Mo Junting pushed her back on the bed again. His voice was so low that no emotion could be heard: "Su Nianci asked for leave for you."

Just as Yan Zhixin was about to ask why, she found that when Mo Junting pressed her down, her overly wide collar directly slipped off her shoulders.

She reached out to pull it, touched the soft and silky fabric, was startled, and looked down.

... She was wearing Mo Junting's nightgown!
He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, with a tall and straight figure, and his nightgown is so wide that it looks loose on her body as if wrapped in a quilt, half of his shoulders are now exposed.

Yan Zhixin's face turned red, she pulled up the quilt to cover herself tightly, and then complained, "Why did you secretly change my clothes?"

Mo Junting was still holding a towel to wipe her sweat in his hand, and when he heard this, he glanced at her expressionlessly: "Think about it yourself."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

He seems to be angry...

Mo Junting didn't let her get up, she lay on the bed, feeling uncomfortable and a little cold.

(End of this chapter)