The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 881 She's Not A Goddess, She's My Wife
"This is the first time I've seen people filming a movie. Standing in front of me and seeing it on the screen feels completely different." Although Lars was talking to Mo Junting, his eyes never left Yan Zhixin, "Like a goddess."

After the voice fell, he felt the air pressure around him drop suddenly.

Realizing that he might have stepped on a thunderstorm, Lars quickly turned his head to look at Mo Junting, and found that his slightly blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, extremely icy blue, with a cold light.

Embarrassment appeared on his face. Just as he was about to explain, Mo Junting said clearly, "In my eyes, she is not a goddess, she is my wife."

Lars was slightly taken aback: "I'm sorry."

In this scene, Yan Zhixin was unprecedentedly perfect.

She let out a breath, turned around and left the stage, and the applause rang out.

She subconsciously looked at Mo Junting, who stopped applauding and silently said five words.

——I'll let you go for now.

Meeting his sexy gaze, Yan Zhixin pursed her lips and hummed.

Without meeting her alone again, Mo Junting and Prince Lars left the film and television base together.

At the same time, the world's mainstream news broadcast the news that Prince Lars accompanied Bingshandi Shao to inspect the crew of "Elf".

Before "Elf" was broadcast, the popularity went straight to the sky.

Francis looked at the beautiful data, and his attitude towards Yan Zhixin was much better. Even if Yan Zhixin did something wrong in the follow-up filming, he was three points more patient than others.

Yan Zhixin couldn't feel the upsurge outside in the crew, so she still did whatever she had to do.

A week later, after filming the scenes at the film and television base, they set off for the next stop—an ancient town in the [-]th century in Northern Europe.

When they arrived in town, Francis gave them a day off as usual.

Yan Zhixin was full of anticipation from the moment she got in the car.

Mo Junting came to see her for the last two holidays, so this time, he will come too, right?

When she arrived in the small town, she immediately ran to the front desk of the hotel to see if there was any letter for her.

Disappointed, no.

Mo Junting didn't call or send her a message either.

But thinking that he might be delayed by something, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed his number.

The call was quickly connected.

Mo Junting's voice carried a pleasant smile: "Is it on vacation?"

Yan Zhixin nodded: "Yes."

Mo Junting asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Yan Zhixin didn't want him to be too complacent, so she said stiffly, "No."

Mo Junting seemed a little disappointed, his voice lowered a lot: "If you don't want me, then I won't go to accompany you."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Nasty!
She beat the bed depressedly: "If you don't come, you won't come, I don't care."

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up: "Do you miss me?"

Yan Zhixin hummed.

Mo Junting said again: "Do you want me to play with you?"

Yan Zhixin continued to speak stiffly: "I don't want to."

Mo Junting continued to ask: "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Yan Zhixin: "Hehe."

Mo Junting's voice suddenly dropped a little, as if he was whispering in her ear: "Do you want me to make you unable to get out of bed?"

(End of this chapter)