The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 985 You have to hurry up later!
Yan Zhixin still thought that Mo Junting could help her out.

In the end, he actually made fun of her with them!

Yan Zhixin bit her lip and looked at Mo Junting, blushing with shame.

Seeing that she was still moving, Mo Junting kept leaning over and looking at her, grabbed the back of her head, and pressed her face.

Yan Zhixin pressed against his face uncontrollably.

Some of the yogurt on his face got on her face.

At this point, Yan Zhixin could only smash the jar and help him clean up the yogurt.

Take a photo of a photo.

Bravo bravo.

Zou Xuan shouted, "Jun Ting, are you tired? Do you want to take a breath?"

There was a burst of laughter around.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

I really want to push the head of this bastard host into the toilet!

She grabbed Mo Junting's shoulders, tremblingly cleaned the yogurt off Mo Junting's face, turned around and was about to run, when Mo Junting's low voice accompanied by fiery breathing rang in her ears: "Wait, you It's on my face too."

Just touched it?
She subconsciously wiped it with her hands, but before she reached her face, amidst the applause, Mo Junting's handsome face approached her, and the tip of her tongue swept across her face like a feather.

Yan Zhixin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she grabbed him uncontrollably, and he let her go: "Okay."

Zou Xuan took the time to glance at Sergey, and asked in a low voice, "How was the filming going?"

Sergey looked at the SLR: "You can continue."

"Does that mean it's not enough?"

Zou Xuan had a smirk on his face, and immediately raised his voice, "The person who just lost the game stands up, the punishment is about to begin! Please help me get the balloon."

Bring up a basket of balloons.

Five groups, a total of five pairs of losers.

One pair gets one balloon.

Yan Zhixin calmed down slightly.

Stepping on a balloon, this punishment is quite normal.

She and Mo Junting will not lose.

As soon as the idea came up, she realized that she had underestimated Zou Xuan's shamelessness, and in the next second, Zou Xuan explained the rules of the game.

Yan Zhixin's scalp exploded instantly.

Even Lin Lan, who is exceptionally relaxed, has never played like this before.

But those couples of gay friends had premeditatedly won the previous game, and the losers were all lovers.

A thin-skinned girl blushed in protest.

Zou Xuan smiled and said: "It's okay if you don't want to play like this, you communicate with the man and switch positions."

Duoduo booed from the side: "Then how do you let the girls poke?"

Zou Xuan said solemnly: "So, the matter of poking balloons should be left to men."

All the women present: "..."

Zou Xuan clapped his hands: "The game is ready to start—the one who finishes last will continue to receive punishment!"

Yan Zhixin was a little nervous, and quietly said to Mo Junting: "You have to hurry up later!"

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled up: "Okay."

Yan Zhixin got a bright red smiling face balloon.

She took a small look at Mo Junting, her entire face turned red.

Not shy.

is embarrassing.

Putting the balloon behind his backhand, he heard Zou Xuan say: "GO!"

Mo Junting remained silent for a long time.

With her back turned to him, all she could hear was his sweet laughter.

Yan Zhixin said angrily, "Mo Junting, hurry up!"

She doesn't want to accept this humiliating punishment anymore!

Mo Junting looked at her back...

(End of this chapter)