The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 22 One Second of Hell and One Second of Heaven

Yan Zhixin was stunned.

Shout again what?
Does it hurt?
Mo Junting gently stroked her delicate cheeks, and stared at her with interest.

It was funny to hear her stubbornly calling his name when she was clearly terrified.

Mo Junting raised his chin: "Call."

...For some reason, his voice seemed different from usual.

Yan Zhixin suppressed the tension in her heart: "You can't treat me like this."

Mo Junting's eyes were ruthless: "The first sentence."

Yan Zhixin carefully raised her eyes to glance at the handsome man in front of her, then quickly averted her gaze: "Let me tell you, I am not your person, nor can I become your person."

Mo Junting stared at her, his bright eyes hidden in the light and shadow, deep and bottomless: "One more sentence."

Yan Zhixin finally understood his purpose.

She called him by his first name, and he was going to settle the score!
She raised her head and said with a straight voice: "Mo Junting, I call you Mo Junting, are you going to hit me?"

Mo Junting's eyes flickered, he put his hand on her head, and rubbed it lightly: "I don't hit women."

Yan Zhixin felt an unprecedented pampering feeling spontaneously, and blushed involuntarily.

This feeling...why does it seem familiar?

It seemed that someone had done this kind of very manly and doting gesture to her before.

In the next second, she dismissed her thoughts.

No matter who would pamper her, it was impossible for Mo Junting to pamper her!

In her dazed and innocent eyes, the man's fingers stroked down from her forehead along her eyebrows little by little, and then, his gentle and moist lips touched the center of her eyebrows.

A man's lips are soft.

Also very warm.

With a touch of coolness that belongs to him alone.

Yan Zhixin was startled, and then her face flushed red.

The gentleness of a handsome man is irresistible... However, she suspected that she was dreaming.

Didn't he look like he was going to kill her just now?Why...?
Really a second of hell and a second of heaven.

Her heart became more and more uneasy, who knew when she would suddenly go to hell again?
He is so moody!

Fortunately, Mo Junting didn't do anything strange to her, and left happily.

Yan Zhixin looked at his back, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses, and beat her head angrily.

In the living room, it was still a mess.

She quietly put the fragment caught in the gap of the sofa on the coffee table. Before that, she thought that if Mo Junting insisted on assaulting her, she would use it to scratch herself.

He couldn't even deny her the chance to see a doctor.

How happy I am.

The maid walked into the living room, picked up the shards of glass one by one, wiped off the splashed potion, moved the tea table that was scratched by the glass, and replaced the stained carpet.

Seeing that her impulsiveness had caused her so much trouble, Yan Zhixin felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry."

Hearing this, the maid raised her head and looked at her blankly.

She shook her head, and when she turned her face away, she glanced into the other's trouser pocket out of the corner of her eye...

She rubbed her fingers lightly, and when the maid turned around, she stretched out two fingers and lightly pinched the corner of the phone, and the phone fell into her hand silently.

Excited to open the phone, but it was unlocked with fingerprints.

Her eyes moved slightly, she got up and walked into the bathroom.

In the study room, the two watched Yan Zhixin disappear into the surveillance in silence.

There is no monitoring in the bathroom, young master... Ling Feng glanced at Mo Junting calmly. Mo Junting's slightly cheerful face was hidden in the shadows, and his lips were slightly pursed, revealing a breath of Extraordinarily cold breath.

(End of this chapter)