The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 986 Will the clothes be torn?
Yan Zhixin could feel the balloon deform under the squeeze.

But the balloon just won't burst!
Is this a fake balloon?

The quality is great too!

Zou Xuan jumped up and down, cheering loudly: "Show your strength as a man! Work hard!"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She felt that it was really necessary to ask him to wash his face in the toilet after the game!

Bang!
Someone successfully popped the balloon.

Yan Zhixin was in a hurry, but Mo Junting's strength increased a little, her center of gravity was unstable, and she almost fell forward.

The balloon almost flew out too.

Mo Junting clasped her slender waist with quick eyes and hands, and together with the balloon, he suddenly exerted force.

Bang!
The balloon burst.

Under the inertia, their bodies collided tightly together.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

This game is so annoying.

Zou Xuan praised loudly: "Jun Ting's posture is good, mighty and handsome, you should learn more."

People around looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

Yan Zhixin had no time to pay attention to these.

She felt like her ass was blooming, and she suspected that her clothes had been blown by balloons.

But in front of so many people, it was impossible for her to reach out to touch it, so she had to move aside.

Sensing her embarrassment, Mo Junting wrapped his arms around his waist and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Zhixin said pitifully, "Will the clothes be torn?"

Mo Junting laughed, "No."

Fortunately, this time they were not the last to finish.

Because a couple accidentally dropped the balloon, it was a cushion for them.

In the third round, Yan Zhixin was finally able to be a spectator, watching the couple doing push-ups.

After Zou Xuan yelled a few words, he turned his head and asked Sergey in a low voice, "How did the photo of Jun Ting and the two go?"

Sergey looked back at the photos in the SLR: "Not bad."

"I specially chose a special balloon for them. It's a pity that I didn't catch him." Zou Xuan shook his head regretfully, then raised his voice and joked a few words towards the couple doing push-ups in the arena. Turning his head and continuing to whisper to Sergey, "I'll play a few more games later to catch him."

When they were talking, they didn't notice that Yan Zhixin was standing behind them.

Yan Zhixin endured and endured, so she didn't punch them.

Seeing that the game was about to end, she quickly teased Mo Junting: "Are there any other programs? I don't want to play games anymore."

Mo Junting pinched the tip of her nose lovingly: "Then, let's eat the cake."

Yan Zhixin raised her eyebrows in surprise, Mo Junting said with a smile, "Birthday cake."

Don't let Zou Xuan continue to make trouble, as soon as the punishment game is over, the music starts.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed band, with their instruments in hand, surrounded them and sang a happy birthday song.

A nine-layer cake half a person's height was delivered.

Zou Xuan had no chance to play the shame game he designed again, shrugged towards Sergey, and joined the ranks of singing birthday songs with everyone.

As the sound of the music lowered, Zou Xuan shouted, "Sister-in-law makes a wish."

Yan Zhixin raised her eyes and met Mo Junting's ice blue eyes.

He stood in front of her in full dress, watching her with a smile.

The eyes seemed to be filled with water, gentle, doting, inclusive and far away, wrapping her tightly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)