The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 982 Young Master Di's Marriage Proposal Was Rejected?

Yan Zhixin didn't know it was live broadcasting, so she said something in her heart directly: "You don't believe what you say!"

Mo Junting: "..."

Yan Zhi looked at him confidently: "You said you would be gentle with me, when did you do it? You said not to force me, when did you do it?"

Mo Junting promised earnestly: "I will do it in the future."

Yan Zhixin leaned closer to him, and said word by word: "I! No! Believe me!"

Mo Junting showed a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and asked, "How do you believe it?"

Yan Zhixin thought for a while: "You write me a letter of guarantee."

Mo Junting agreed straight away: "Okay."

Ling Shan paid close attention to the whole process, and as soon as Mo Junting responded, he immediately asked people to prepare things, and before he left, Yan Zhixin said again: "I want to write bigger, I want to frame it and hang it on the wall, so that you can look at it every day!"

Mo Junting smiled and said, "Okay."

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on a table and pushed up. Mo Junting looked at the scroll, which was nearly two meters long, and asked, "Is it big enough?"

Yan Zhixin nodded: "That's enough."

Mo Junting asked, "Can you sharpen the ink for me?"

Yan Zhixin agreed because he was writing a letter of guarantee.

For her, grinding ink is as simple as everyday food. Her movements are skillful and elegant. In her hands, the ink sticks are rubbed bit by bit evenly, translucent, delicate, and full of water.

It's like a perfect work of art.

Mo Junting picked up the wolf brush, dipped it in the ink, and swished the brush.

The writing is as shocking as a dragon, full of momentum.

what does she say.

What does he write.

Yan Zhixin pointed her finger and said, "I promise that I won't break my word in the future, I won't be forced, I won't cheat, and I won't be deducted from my acting share..."

Mo Junting closed the pen: "I never promised not to deduct your share of filming."

Yan Zhixin looked at him sideways: "Then do you agree now? If you don't agree, I don't have to agree to your marriage proposal."

Mo Junting: "..."

Seeing his unmoved expression, Yan Zhixin recalled Lin Lan's words, puffed up her face and acted like a baby: "Just promise me."

Mo Junting shook his head helplessly, and wrote down according to her words.

Yan Zhixin quietly made a comparison!
After finishing writing, Mo Junting signed his name.

Yan Zhixin tapped lightly with her fingertips: "Stamp."

Mo Junting took out his private seal and stamped it.

Yan Zhixin looked at the letter of guarantee, with a look of satisfaction on her face: "It's not too bad."

The next second, Mo Junting knelt down on one knee again: "Marry me, will you?"

Yan Zhixin thought about it, and seemed to have nothing to choose, so she said, "Okay."

Mo Junting looked at her: "It's so perfunctory."

Yo, will fight back.

Yan Zhixin was in a good mood, she leaned over and quickly hugged his neck, kissed him back, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I am willing!"

The smile on the corner of Mo Junting's lips bloomed like a flower in the epiphyllum, he stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, and kissed her gently.

Star bright.

A large and transparent water lotus bloomed from the sea under their feet, emitting a soft light, as if enveloping their figures in it.

They embrace each other.

Moment, eternity.

At this moment, time seems to freeze.

This is the end of the live broadcast.

Lin Lan opened the bullet screen, and found that although the previous bullet screen was chaotic, at the end, there were almost only blessings left.

Lin Lan let out a "tsk" and cut it out with a lot of meaning, and found that Mo Junting had already been on the hot search list at some point.

"Bingshan Di Shao's marriage proposal was rejected" became the most popular topic on the top of the search list.

(End of this chapter)