The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 800 Let's do it!

Yan Zhixin actually had the idea of ​​dancing again.

The first dance was really too nervous, but when Mo Junting appeared later, her entire field of vision was only him, let alone seeing the scenery.

But, would Mo Junting let her go?
Yan Zhixin replied helplessly: [I won't be sure until I finish negotiating with someone. 】

When Lin Lan received the message, she was angry at her for not fighting, and at the same time mourned her misfortune, and dragged Yin Xuechuan to continue wandering.

Mo Junting slept until sunset.

When he woke up, he saw her half lying beside him leaning against the head of the bed,
Mo Junting's eyes narrowed slightly, his icy blue eyes were so deep that ink dripped out.

He sat up from the bed, took the mobile phone from her hand and threw it aside, clasped her waist, and smiled with his thin lips: "We need to communicate more deeply, lest you always have the strength to escape."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She wants to cry.

Mo Junting asked her to go downstairs to eat together, she shook her head and said wearily, "I don't want to eat, I want to take a rest."

Mo Junting saw that her face was a little pale, and under the orange light, she was a little less stubborn and a little more fragile, and suddenly felt that she was a little too much.

He just wanted her not to run away, but when she really couldn't run away, he felt distressed.

After thinking for a while, he stayed by her side: "Come on, I'll have someone deliver the food."

Breathing is gradually even and long.

Her clasped hands were very close to his.

Her fingers bent naturally. After he inadvertently tugged at the chain, her hand opened for a moment, and then bent again. Mo Junting thought it was amused, and put one of his fingers into her palm.

She grabbed it naturally.

Soft and warm.

It's his, girl.

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up unconsciously, staring at her as if appreciating the most beautiful artwork.

The more you look, the more beautiful it looks.

Looking at it, he wanted to kiss again.

Enduring it, he lifted her drooping hair, and suddenly heard music from the cell phone in the bedroom.

It's her cell phone.

Not wanting to wake her up, he gently unwrapped the chain on his wrist, got up and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing the word "Lei Kun" shining brightly on the screen, Mo Junting's eyes darkened slightly, and the breath around him instantly cooled down.

Pick up the phone to connect.

Lei Kun's voice sounded: "Hey, sister Zhixin, is it convenient to come down for a meal? I'm in the private room of the club restaurant."

He still didn't give up?
Mo Junting's voice was as cold as snow, without any warmth: "Lei Kun, are you enough?"

Lei Kun was caught off guard when he heard Mo Junting's voice, and his heart skipped a beat.

With Mo Junting guarding her side, it was difficult for him to even take a look at her.

He has always been fearless, although he was disappointed, he was not nervous, and said with a smile: "So it's Young Master Di, don't you dare to let Sister Zhixin come down? Are you afraid that she likes me?"

Brightly provocative.

Mo Junting's voice was cold: "It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not severe enough."

After hanging up the phone and blacklisting his number, Mo Junting put the phone back in place.

Walking out of the bedroom, seeing that she was still sleeping soundly on the sofa, he picked up his coat and gently put it on her body, and walked out of the suite.

Yan Zhixin was not too sleepy, but her body was a little weak.

After lying on the sofa for more than half an hour, she was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

She got up in a daze and found her cell phone, only to find that it was Lin Lan calling.

As soon as the connection was made, Lin Lan yelled: "Little Yan Zhi'er, that one of yours is fighting with Lei Kun!"

(End of this chapter)