The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 92 It turns out that you want to be my man?

Yan Zhixin was startled, with a dazed expression: "Where are you going?"

Mo Junting asked without answering, "Where do you want to go?"

Yan Zhixin pointed to the gate of Xie's house: "I want to go home."

Her response was two domineering words: "No!"

Yan Zhixin habitually wanted to run away again, but Mo Junting was even faster: "If you don't want your grandfather to suffer any harm..."

Yan Zhixin immediately widened her eyes: "You!"

Mo Junting opened the car door and pushed her into the car: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Yan Zhixin fell on the passenger seat, regardless of whether he was the Young Master Bingshan who was in charge of life and death, and screamed: "Mo Junting, I'm not yours, you can't treat me like this!"

A clear light flashed across Mo Junting's eyes, and his aura was daunting: "So, you want to be my man?"

Yan Zhixin almost knelt down for him.

Ling Shan said that he had the "Four Heavenly Kings" by his side, which was enough.

If she wants to be his person, she can only become a 24-hour personal assistant, that is, a bed companion.

She didn't want to be his bed companion.

"No, it's not." She argued incoherently, "I don't want to be your person at all."

"It's late." Mo Junting pressed the Bluetooth headset and ordered, "Let the Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau stand by. I will register for marriage within half an hour."

On the phone, Ling Shan was stunned.

Master is getting married?This is a big deal!
Outside the phone call, Yan Zhixin was also shocked.

To be his person is to marry him?
How could you be so willful as to say that you just get married when you get married?
He is crazy!

After making the phone call, he looked down at her with the attitude of a king: "Is this all right?"

"No, no!" Yan Zhixin said in horror, "No, I don't want to get married yet, and you don't want to get married, either, right? We are not familiar with each other, we are not suitable."

Mo Junting's eyes were cold: "You don't want to marry me?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Would love to nod and say yes.

But I always feel that once she nods her head, her head will fall off.

His eyes became sharper and sharper.

His momentum became more and more oppressive.

Yan Zhixin was almost out of breath, she closed her eyes and went all out: "Yes."

Mo Junting's face darkened completely, and he said word by word: "You don't want to marry me, then who do you want to marry? Is that scumbag or Lin Chen?"

Every word is soaked with a chill that goes deep into the bone marrow.

His eyes were as cold as a sword.

It seemed to penetrate her flesh and blood and stab into her heart.

She shuddered involuntarily, but her face showed astonishment: "What are you talking about? I've said it all, even if all the men in the world die, I will never be with that scumbag again. And Lin Chen Brother... I just regard him as my brother, how could I marry him?"

Mo Junting's aura became extremely dangerous: "Then why did you hug him?"

Yan Zhixin turned pale with shock: "You...you sent someone to follow me?"

Mo Junting didn't bother to argue, and said coldly: "From now on, you are not allowed to touch any man other than me, otherwise you will chop whatever you touch."

Yan Zhixin stared at him dumbfounded: "How can you be so unreasonable?"

The corners of Mo Junting's lips twitched coldly, and he said word by word: "You are mine."

He's not kidding.

The cruelty in his eyes makes one's legs weak.

Yan Zhixin stared at him blankly, as if she had never known him before.

Is this the Mo Mo she knows?
Is this the Mo Junting she knew?

neither.

But at this moment, she really felt that the him in front of her was the real him.

(End of this chapter)