Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey recognized it at this time. It was in the Mo palace. Mexiling actually brought her here. She remembered that she had clothes here. She quickly opened the wardrobe and found pajamas and some other clothes.

She took her pajamas to the next room to change, and then came back. Mexiling had taken a bath and came out, and took a dry towel to wipe her hair. I didn't say anything when I saw her change her pajamas.

Joey found a bottle of water in the cabinet and was about to unscrew the lid to drink. Suddenly, he gave a sound and looked at mexiling in panic.

"What's the matter?" The man came over, a little surprised, and gently held her face in his hand.

Probably just after taking a bath, his hands were not as cold as usual, but felt warm. The thin cocoon rubbed her smooth skin.

Joey said dejectedly, "my bag is missing. It probably fell on the way. I remember when you came."

"Is there anything valuable?"

"Yes, I just got Siyang's contract today and stuffed it in my bag."

As soon as she mentioned this, the man's face went down a bit, his nose hummed gently, and said, "that doesn't matter. If you throw it away, it'll be deemed that the contract is invalid."

"But you still have one. Can't you copy it for me?"

"The copy is invalid."

He was obviously playing tricks. Joey smiled and held his arm as a spoiled girl: "brother Ling, brother Ling, don't do this!"

The man blushed, suddenly copied his hand, rolled her in the air, rushed straight to the bed, pressed her under his body, and some clenched his teeth: "try provoking me again."

When Joey saw that he wanted to eat her, he was surprised and begged for mercy, "no, I don't dare."

Moxi Ling looked down at her and couldn't help it. She pecked her face, turned over and jumped out of bed. Turn your back to her and say, "are you sleeping here? Or the last room? "

When he asked, Joey could only reply modestly, "sleep in the last room."

Mexiling looked disappointed, but didn't say anything. He took her hand and said, "I'll take you there so that you don't go wrong again."

Joy was held in his cold hand, but he felt a strange warmth, tangled with a heart and followed out.

... in fact, she can sleep here

Compared with her road blindness, mexiling looked very familiar. She walked straight through two rooms, the room where Joey slept last time. This time, there was still a bottle of blooming daisies on the low cabinet. The bright yellow color is lined in the cold room, showing a touch of warmth.

Mexiling went to close the window tightly. "Go to bed. There's class tomorrow."

Joey said well, but when he turned around, he stopped him again: "moxiling, why is the house here like a maze?"

The man was quiet for a while before he answered, "because this is my place."

Joey still doesn't understand. Is it because he likes to make his residence like this? It seems that there is such a setting in the castle.

Perhaps her face was still full of doubts. He said, "it must be safe."

Before Joey could speak again, he turned and walked out of the room.

Joey was lying on the bed, holding the thin quilt to cover herself. She was thinking about what mexiling said: because this is my residence, it must be safe!

Why do you always emphasize safety? In the past, when you wanted to drive her away, Mo Qingze also said that in order to be safe, she had been concerned about getting along these days. Mo ZiNuo didn't know, but Mo Ziyu's job must be to protect Mo Xiling. Although he didn't show much, her intuition was very accurate. Today, his appearance also confirmed her guess.

But mexiling is so powerful that it's amazing. Why should we emphasize security? Is there anyone stronger than him in the world?

She thought of the strange man she met today. His eyes were shining red. Once, when moxiling bit her, he also had such red eyes.

Are they the same people? Are there other people in the world who are different from ordinary people like mexiling?

The man ran very fast, but he didn't feel like flying. He was far from moxiling. But he can silently take her away in the crowded crowd. In addition to being bold and careful, he also has no fear. She understood that there are people like mexiling in the world, even stronger than him, so meqingze always worried about his safety.

She never formally asked mexiling why he became like this, but mexiling told her that if she asked, he would not hide. But can she ask?

Last time, she wisely chose not to ask because she was afraid that curiosity would kill the cat. Now, she knows that moxiling likes her, but the answer is still her fear. She is afraid of something she can't accept or bear.

Her feelings for mexiling are still a little confused, but the little bud at the bottom of her heart is breaking through the ground. She is a little confused, but she doesn't want to resist. Let it be and let it be.

Although he was frightened today, Joey went to sleep quickly. And had a terrible dream. There were corpses everywhere, mountains and rivers of blood. In a fiery slanting sun, a man stood on a cliff. His white clothes were better than snow, and his clothes were fluttering. It seemed that he would go home in the wind at any time.

One side is shocking blood dripping, the other side is a peaceful man like jade. Such an out of tune picture is in the same environment.

The man looked coldly at the bodies everywhere and looked indifferent. When he turned his face slightly, Joey was surprised to find that his lips were stained with blood, and the bright red touched his white skin, which set off his beautiful face very strange.

She couldn't help screaming. The man's eyes immediately shot at her and his eyebrows were light. He seemed surprised that there was still a living mouth at the foot of the mountain!

She seemed to be fixed, unable to move, and looked at him in horror.

The man also looked at her, and then gently soared into the air and floated towards her... She reacted, screamed and ran forward, ran and ran, her feet fell into the abyss.

Joey kicked his leg, burst into a cold sweat and woke up completely.

The door opened silently, and the tall and familiar figure stood there, with a low and slow voice: "have you dreamed?"

Joey sat up, didn't speak, just put out his hand, like many times a man put out his hand to her.

Mexiling hesitated, came in and took her hand.

For the first time, Joey showed a girl's weakness in front of him: "mexiling, I'm afraid."

The man sat at the head of the bed, took her in his arms and gently stroked her back: "don't be afraid, with me, no one can hurt you."

In fact, Joey knew that it was not the strange man today who caused her nightmares, but the picture of mexiling breaking his limbs that lingered in her mind.

She was afraid of the tragic picture and the cold expression of moxiling at that time. It was the kind of hatred and coldness that wanted to peel his bones and eat his blood.

Joey cleverly shrunk in the man's arms and put one hand gently on his waist. Suddenly he remembered an old saying: a ticklish man must be afraid of his wife.

Without much thought, he scratched his hand on his waist. It was warm but solid as iron. The man had no response.

She did not believe in evil, increased her strength and scratched a few times. The man looked down at her: "what are you doing?"

Joey said, "you're not afraid of itching. You won't be afraid of your wife in the future."

He looked at her strangely: "why should I be afraid of you?"

Joey's blood rushed to the top of his head and felt that his forehead was hot. She didn't think so long, but he naturally recognized his wife as her!

Joey bah him in a hurry: "who is your wife?"

He took her hand. "Don't you want to?"

Joey lowered his bleeding face and said, "I, I haven't thought about it yet."

She is telling the truth. She really didn't think about it, because she doesn't know him yet. Can like, even love, but entrust her life to a creature who doesn't know what it is... She doesn't have this plan yet.

The man took her hand and tightened it gently. "It doesn't matter. I can wait."

Joey didn't want to continue the topic that made her heart beat faster all the time, so she pulled it elsewhere. She was still worried: "will that man really not die?"

"No." After a while, he said, "he didn't bleed."

Joey whispered. She always felt as if she had ignored something. It turned out that there was no blood. If she fell from such a high place, she would at least break her head and bleed. But there was no blood. His body was dirty and full of mud, but without blood, she didn't feel so shocking. Only when moxiling broke his limbs, She was shocked.

"Don't you ask who he is?" He lifted her chin and forced her to look up.

Facing his dark eyes, Joey said frankly, "I don't want to know who he is? Just want to know why he caught me? "

He didn't loosen it. He gently rubbed the smooth skin of her chin with his fingers: "I'm afraid of exposure."

Joey understood at once. She saw the man's red eyes, so he wanted to catch her. Maybe if mexiling came one step later, she would be killed.

But such an association confirmed her conjecture that Mo Qingze must be afraid of his exposure because he attaches so much importance to the safety of Mo Xiling. The consequences of exposure must be very serious. The calm Mo Qingze would rather be whipped to send her away.

But why does mersilling believe her? She knew he could fly, what he was like when he bit, and how powerful he was, so she wasn't afraid to say it?

When you think about it carefully, moxiling forced her this and that, as if she had never been forced to do this.

He believed her from the beginning. Why?

She wanted to ask, but she was afraid of drawing out a series of problems she had to face, so she thought about it.

The man lowered his head and the hot breath sprayed on her face. Joey's heart beat like thunder and slowly closed his eyes. The expected kiss didn't fall down. He was very close, almost the tip of his nose next to the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "what are you thinking? Why can't I read it? "

Joey couldn't support it. He pushed him away, lowered his head, his heart beat hard, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't want to think about what he meant.