The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 39 Am I This Kind of Person?
Ling Feng sighed helplessly: "Yes."

After a pause, he asked unwillingly: "Master, you don't mean that Sony Ericsson attempted to attack her while she was asleep, did you?"

Snapped!
A slap on the back of his head.

Mo Junting looked at him with disdainful eyes: "In your eyes, am I this kind of beast?"

Ling Feng pouted secretly.

Who knows?

Mo Junting kicked him away, asked the maid to bring up the boiled fresh milk, scraped the sleeping pills lightly with his fingertips, one-third of the sleeping pills fell into the milk, he stirred them evenly with a spoon, and weighed them down again. After smelling the news and confirming that she would not notice anything, she asked the maid to send it in.

……

After being carried back to the room by Mo Junting, Yan Zhixin took a shower, changed her clothes, dried her hair, and sat on the bed staring at the sea view outside the window in a daze.

The lack of oxygen just now made her feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

At this moment, the maid respectfully put the fresh goat milk on the bedside table beside her.

Yan Zhixin rubbed her forehead, took a sip of fresh milk.

The sea water is so blue, so clear, and so beautiful; the fresh milk is so smooth, so delicious, so sweet... Close your eyes, listen to the sound of the sea water surging quietly, there is an irresistible peace.

If this is not King's Landing Island, if there is no crazy Mo Junting here, everything will be fine.

pity……

Mo Junting was getting worse, and it would be dangerous for her to stay any longer.

What's more, the long vacation is coming to an end, and after this weekend, she has to go to the city bureau for an internship.

She can't go on like this.

While thinking about it, she drank the milk, and at the last sip, she suddenly noticed something strange, but... Looking at the empty milk glass, her heart skipped a beat, and the last few drops of milk left in the glass Poured out.

Sure enough, there is something.

But not the drugs she was familiar with.

Yan Zhixin felt a little relieved, but panicked even more.

Will it be something new?

She hurried into the bathroom to vomit, and she vomited until the yellow bile came out, but she was still worried.

She drank it slowly in small sips just now, and I am afraid that part of it has already been absorbed.

How to do?
Before she could figure out the answer, a sense of drowsiness hit her, her eyelids gradually drooped, and she fell asleep.

Half an hour later, the door was opened, and Mo Junting walked in.

Wearing casual home clothes, a gray V-neck sweater and white slacks, his figure is tall and slender, his eyes as deep as the sea are slightly rippling, and the man's gaze falls on the girl's face, revealing a touch of tenderness.

She was half lying on the bed, with a pillow under her body, and she still held an empty milk glass in her hand.

She found something in the milk?

It is worthy of being a professional all-round excellent.

However, that doesn't matter.

Sitting down beside her, Mo Junting pushed away the quilt, helped her turn over to sleep well, and then lay down himself.

The calloused fingertips landed on her slightly frowning brows, helping her smooth the brows, and the man hugged her into his arms.

Like hugging a large pillow, the slender arms wrapped around her back and tightened into her arms, letting her face rest on his chest, and letting her hands naturally fall on his chest.

Her chin rested on the top of her hair, and her nose smelled the sweet fragrance that belonged to her alone. She looked quiet and well-behaved, not at all like her in normal times. Although the distance was very close, she always pushed him away stubbornly. .

It feels so good.

The sound of waves crashing against the shore can be faintly heard, the Tibetan mastiff barks occasionally, and the sea breeze blows the curtains slightly swaying... Not only does it not seem noisy, but it is extraordinarily peaceful.

With his eyelids drooping, Mo Junting fell asleep naturally.

(End of this chapter)