The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 755 Crying, Not Because of Him

One sentence ignited Yan Zhixin's suppressed anger for a long time, she asked with red eyes: "Why did you hide it from me? It's not enough for you to do it once, why do you keep doing this to me over and over again?"

"Mo Junting, do you know what you mean to me by doing this? Do you know how terrible it is to be kidnapped and raped without knowing it? Do you know You know, when I want to be with you, I'm afraid that someone will come out and say that I'm a good cousin! You know, I have thought about putting poison directly on my lips and the man who robbed me Bad men die together!"

How much I liked it before, how painful it is to know the truth.

"You are superior, you do whatever you want, you do whatever you want, have you thought about my situation? Mo Junting, have you ever thought about my situation for me even for a second?"

The more I talked, the more I felt that he was more unacceptable to her than I imagined.

Yan Zhixin's tears slid down.

crying, not because of him.

It was because she finally vented out the emotions that had been suppressed for almost a year.

Mo Junting was completely stunned.

Yan Zhixin vented her emotions too hastily, and her anger was overwhelming. She soaked in the water for so long in the scene in the spring in the evening, and after being brought back to the guest room by him, she didn't have time to eat dinner. She was hungry all the time. Turning black, he quickly closed his eyes to calm his breath.

Mo Junting sensed something was wrong and carried her back to the bed.

Seeing her pale face, his heart felt as if colic: "How are you? I'll let Ling Feng come over."

Yan Zhixin turned her face away from him, and said lightly, "No need, just break up with me."

Mo Junting suddenly froze in place, as if his heart had been sliced ​​open by the sharpest blade.

It hurts.

Why does he think it hurts so much?
Obviously no wound was left, but it made him feel more uncomfortable than any scars on his body.

Heart dripping with blood.

But not because she wants to break up.

He never knew that his momentary pleasure would cause her such deep harm.

He wanted to apologize, but the words "sorry" seemed so pale.

Mo Junting's lips were tightly pursed, with a sad and guilty expression on his face. After a long time, he held her hand and said, "As long as you don't want to break up, I can do anything."

Yan Zhixin didn't speak, she withdrew her fingers little by little.

Mo Junting's heart was completely cold.

At this moment, a sudden cooing sound sounded.

The two were stunned at the same time, and then Mo Junting realized what it was, picked up the phone and ordered Ling Shan to deliver the meal.

Yan Zhixin looked at him, and suddenly said: "You go get the food."

Mo Junting stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Yan Zhixin turned her head: "I won't go."

Mo Junting hugged her into his arms: "Then I will stay here with you."

He knew that she did not forgive him.

Once he's out, she'll go.

He doesn't allow her to leave him in any way!

The two were silent.

Ten minutes later, the door rang, and Ling Shan came to deliver the food.

Mo Junting got up, put on a nightgown, and went out to open the door.

She lived in an apartment-style suite with a living room and bedroom.

As soon as Mo Junting walked out of the bedroom, she got up immediately, opened the closet to get clothes.

The time was short, and she didn't have time to wear complicated clothes, so she put on the simplest clothes as quickly as possible, kicked her feet into the bun shoes, and entered the bathroom.

After Ling Shan set the meal and left, Mo Junting turned around and walked back to the bedroom to find that no one was there. He glanced at him and immediately ran towards the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)