The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 878 The Man in the Dressing Room

Before Yan Zhixin could stand still, the man held her in his arms, pinched her chin, leaned against her ear with his breathlessly handsome face, and said, "I haven't seen her, Lars said she has Married, and will never appear in front of me again."

Yan Zhixin was slightly taken aback, and Mo Junting kissed her.

Tuk tuk, there was a knock on the door.

Su Nianci said outside the door: "Miss Yan, the director asked you to get ready for the next scene in 10 minutes."

Huh?
Yan Zhixin looked at Mo Junting in surprise.

He is still here.

Prince Lars hasn't left either.

Doesn't the director need to accompany them to "inspect"?
Mo Junting seemed to see through her thoughts, and stroked her bright and moist lips with his fingertips: "Since we are visiting the crew for filming, we naturally have to watch the filming process."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

He watched her filming, and she was under a lot of pressure.

However, she couldn't refuse.

Pushing him away quickly, she ran to the back shelf to find clothes.

Now she is wearing a long fairy costume, and the next one is a short battle robe.

After looking for clothes, she turned around and said, "I'm going to change."

Mo Junting folded his arms around his chest and stared at her with burning eyes, showing no intention of avoiding her at all.

Yan Zhixin had no choice but to push him to face the wall.

She changed her clothes at the fastest speed in her life, and before she had time to look at the makeup on her face, Mo Junting's face turned dark: "So revealing?"

Yan Zhixin looked astonished: "Where did it show up?"

She looked down at her clothes, all she could see was her collarbone, two small diamond-shaped skins were exposed at the waist, and half of her long legs were exposed underneath.

In fact, it is equivalent to wearing a cropped top and a short skirt, but the elf costume looks more elegant and sexy.

Yan Zhixin deeply felt that she didn't understand what was going on in his mind.

At this moment, his handsome face was as cold as an arctic glacier: "Change it to something else."

Yan Zhixin ignored him: "Don't make trouble."

As soon as the words fell, the arm was grabbed, and the man exuded a daunting aura: "Change!"

Does the costume mean that you can change it?

In the past month, she didn't know how many times she wore this outfit. Even if she changed it, would she have to change all the parts that were shot before and start shooting again?

impossible!
Yan Zhixin stared at him and protested silently.

He didn't talk nonsense with her, he directly pulled her into his arms, and stretched out his hand to tear off the clothes on her body.

Yan Zhi became anxious: "If you dare to talk about it, I will call it indecent!"

Mo Junting's face darkened: "Call me!"

Yan Zhixin was about to cry.

He just came to make things difficult for her!
Mo Junting closed his eyes slightly, and his voice softened: "I don't like it."

Although the clothes were not revealing, the color matched her skin very well. Because it was a war robe, there was a hint of heroism in the softness, which had a very special taste.

Think of Prince Lars who once had plans for her.

Think about Edward who once tricked her and offered her a drink.

Thinking about how many men were facing her, Mo Junting just wanted to hold her in his arms so that no one could see her.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She glanced at the shelf, took off the matching cloak, and fastened it three times: "I'll cover it up, okay?"

(End of this chapter)