The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 774
Xiao Zheng just had official business and needed to go out.

When he was going out, he handed Mo Junting the extra breakfast that he bought on purpose again, but Mo Junting still didn't pick it up. Just as he tried to persuade him a few words, seeing that he had no intention of retreating at all, he shook his head and left helplessly.

Young people's affairs, let the young people solve it by themselves.

Inside the room, Fei Yunhao asked Yan Zhixin enthusiastically: "Sister, sister, do you really plan to let him stand at the door for three days and three nights?"

Yan Zhixin asked indifferently, "Did I say that?"

He has hands and feet, what he likes to do is his business, what does it have to do with her?
Fei Yunhao blinked and asked again: "Then why is he standing still?"

Yan Zhixin said innocently: "How do I know?"

Fei Yunhao thought for a while, and then asked: "Sister, will people die if they don't eat or drink for three days?"

this problem……

Yan Zhixin decided to give him a popular science: "If you don't eat, drink or sleep, you will die in three days; if you don't eat or sleep, you can live for seven days; if you don't eat but drink water and sleep, you can live for two weeks."

Fei Yunhao suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand."

Yan Zhixin wanted to ask what he knew, but he ran away without saying anything.

After a while, he took out the Four Treasures of the Study that he brought from home from his schoolbag: "Sister, sister, my mother said that you are very good at calligraphy, so I want you to teach me."

Yan Zhixin didn't want to be idle either.

Whenever she was idle, she couldn't help thinking about Mo Junting.

Imagine what Fei Yunhao described Mo Junting's face would be blue and red and purple, with a beard.

In her eyes, Mo Junting is always a clean and noble son, and will not damage his image in any way. Even if he only wears the simplest suit, no woman can resist his charm.

Will he have a bruised nose and a swollen face?

Will he not shave?

……unimaginable.

Yan Zhixin looked at the door, and for a moment, she wanted to open the door to see if he was really standing at the door of the apartment.

But she didn't.

Who is Mo Junting?

An emperor who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain.

He has long been used to getting what he wants in his life.

He would condescend to stand at her door, presumably only because she left without saying a word, that's all.

Even boiling water will be cold.

No matter how crazy the enthusiasm is, it will eventually return to calm.

When he figured it out, he'd be gone.

She didn't need it, because she looked at him one more time and cut two knives in her heart.

Yan Zhixin tidied up the desk, arranged the four treasures of the study, and picked out a suitable Fei Yunhao pen and handed it to him: "Come on, sister will teach you how to write."

Teaching people is okay.

But when Yan Zhixin wrote it by herself, she felt a little guilty.

Practicing calligraphy should be peaceful.

She can't.

The written words, not to mention being seen by her grandfather, she couldn't stand it herself.

Fei Yunhao didn't understand this, and looked at her with sparkling eyes, full of admiration: "Sister is amazing, can I show it to my friends on Monday?"

Yan Zhixin's heart was even more empty.

She subconsciously glanced at the door.

At this time, would he have left?

If he left, he turned around, and they would have nothing to do with each other in the future.

She doesn't have to be distressed because he has to hug her to sleep every day, and she doesn't have to worry about him punishing her for eating bananas every night...

She's liberated, isn't she?

But, why is my heart so uncomfortable?
The figure of the man kept circling in her mind, his angry look, his cruel look, and his gentle look, no matter how hard he tried to drive him away, he couldn't drive him away.

(End of this chapter)