The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 940 Looks a bit...

The man was inexplicably soft-hearted: "As long as you hand over the things, I can forgive you once."

Fuck!
Unless the feet are cut off.

Yan Zhixin rolled her eyes, took off the pillowcase from the pillow beside her, crumpled it up and handed it to him: "Here, here you are."

The man touched the fabric: "What?"

Yan Zhixin said: "You guess?"

The man was not interested in it, and threw it aside: "This is not what I want."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Well, although he was drunk, his IQ was still there.

Yan Zhixin couldn't bear the disturbance, and desperately tried to divert his attention: "Are you thirsty?"

This sentence reminded him, his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "I am very thirsty, I want to drink water."

Yan Zhixin immediately wanted to get up: "...Eldest Young Master, let me get up, and I'll bring you water."

However, before she could get up, she was held down.

Although he has been gentler recently, the wolf nature in his bones has not disappeared, but has been well hidden.

Now that he was drunk, it was completely revealed.

Yan Zhixin scratched him.

Screw him.

Nothing works.

When I woke up, it was daylight.

Yan Zhixin opened her eyes, and found that she was pillowed on Mo Junting's arm, his arm was around her waist, and their skin was touching.

The man's handsome face is close at hand, and the light coming in from the window adds to the sense of sculptural profundity.

No matter how handsome he is, he is also a beast.

She hummed, and when she moved a little, she found that her body was so sore that it didn't feel like her own.

Uh...

Struggling to support his body, he pulled the man's body. The man tightened his arms reflexively, brought her into his arms again, and lazily opened his eyes: "Good morning, my baby."

Finally, I stopped calling myself my young master.

Yan Zhixin kicked him in retaliation: "Bastard!"

Then, the bastard really messed up again.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Yan Zhixin was used to getting up early, and had to eat breakfast, so she would be so hungry two hours late.

This time she woke up late, and he ate her without breakfast. She was so tired and hungry that she didn't even have the strength.

The man noticed her silent protest, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Tears welled up in the corners of Yan Zhixin's eyes: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Mo Junting immediately realized that he was in a hurry.

No matter what she does, no matter where she is, she must eat breakfast on time, which has always been a routine.

They have already formed a tacit understanding.

Taking her home this time, he was a little too careless, and even forgot about this.

(End of this chapter)