The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 816 I'm sorry, he already has a master

Mo Junting frowned in disgust: "No need."

The girl backed away in disappointment, turned her gaze among the many male tourists, and walked towards Yinxuechuan.

Yin Xuechuan: "..."

Lin Lan gave the man next to her a hard look: "It seems that your market is not bad."

Similarly, young men were also courting with flowers, several of them handed flowers to Yan Zhixin.

Yan Zhixin shook her head and declined.

Not wanting to stay in the square to watch Mo Junting attract flowers and attract butterflies, she dragged him back.

After walking a few steps, Princess of the Year's not-so-fluent English came from behind: "Please wait."

Yan Zhixin turned her head, and saw Princess Nian running towards them in small steps, holding a bunch of bright red flowers in her arms, which were all given to her by boys from the tribe, but the pink flowers in her hand were still there.

Running in front of Mo Junting, the princess of the year held pink flowers in both hands and posed in a courtship pose, shyly replied: "I like you."

It's too much to ignore her over and over again!
Yan Zhixin said bluntly: "Sorry, he already has a master, and I am my man."

The princess of the year glanced at her: "I want to challenge you."

Yan Zhixin heard from Yin Xuechuan that in this tribe, when two people fall in love with a person at the same time, they can decide who it belongs to through a duel.

A duel between men is combat.

The duel between women is a literary battle, that is, a competition of talent.

Yan Zhixin looked at the confident expression on the pretty face of Princess of the Year, and smiled slightly.

Mo Junting is her man, she has an absolute advantage, why should she talk about fair competition?

Facing the provocative eyes of Princess of the Year, Yan Zhixin didn't say anything, turned around, stood on tiptoe, hugged Mo Junting's neck, kissed Mo Junting on his lips, and acted like a baby to him in English: "I'm tired , you hug me back, okay?"

One sentence was spoken softly, with an indescribable ambiguity.

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up, his handsome face became deeper and deeper, he bent down and hugged her with a princess hug: "Okay."

The Princess of the Year's complexion immediately darkened.

Yan Zhixin poked his chest lightly with her finger, and said in a coquettish tone, "I'll just be with you tonight, okay?"

Mo Junting's eyes darkened a bit: "Okay."

The Princess of the Year was pissed off.

Yan Zhixin snorted, wanting to jump out of Mo Junting's embrace.

Mo Junting jokingly said, "Didn't I say I want to carry you back?"

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips and said, "That's just to annoy her."

Mo Junting didn't let her go to the ground, he hugged her and said as he walked, "But I take it seriously."

(End of this chapter)