Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Because mosiyu was away, the dinner was arranged by mozino. Joey was a little surprised. He thought he was a guy who didn't work hard. Unexpectedly, he did things very quickly.

After dinner, mexiling didn't continue to work and took Joey back to his office.

Joey was led by a man and walked slowly in the deserted corridor. When he passed the landscape garden, he accidentally found that there were countless colorful lights dotted with various shapes. Some were flowers against the lights, and some were lights against the flowers, purple and blue, rose red, orange and green, as if they were piled up by streamers all over the mountains and fields.

Joy looked at it in surprise and finally couldn't help asking, "who designed this garden? It's great!"

The man stood in the gloom and answered casually, "I am."

Joey was surprised and opened his mouth: "you?"

"Me."

"Do you know design?"

"Just a little superficial."

Joey turned her head back and looked at the gorgeous sea of lights. It was more than a little fur. She was an expert in the industry. When she thought about the design drawings left on his desk, she couldn't help blushing. Won't her childish works make him feel ridiculous?

Back to the office, Joey's first thing was to put the design drawings and budget back into the bag. "I'd better think again. Maybe there's a better plan."

Mexiling did not stop her, put the data in her hand back in the drawer and asked her, "do you go back to school now or follow me?"

Joey is a little embarrassed. Why do you have to ask her and order her like before?

The man didn't rush her, but stood quietly waiting for her answer.

Joey wanted to go back to school, but he knew he wanted to be with him. Her face was burning, her lips bit and bit, and finally the mosquito hummed and said, "let's go with you."

The man hugged her with one hand, hugged her to the level with himself, and looked at her with deep eyes: "I like you to say it out loud."

Joey's face became more and more feverish under his gaze, but his clear eyes didn't dodge and said word by word, "I'll go with you."

The man smiled with satisfaction, kissed her lips and put her down.

When he went downstairs, Joey remembered and asked, "why is Nuo Heyu here?"

"There have been many things recently. They come to help."

Joey Oh, and asked, "you don't seem surprised to see me."

"I knew you were coming as soon as you stepped into the door of the company."

"See me upstairs?"

"Sensing."

Joey almost forgot about it and hurriedly raised his wrist to see it, but he heard the man whispering with a smile, "in his heart."

Joey instantly felt silly and laughed.

Soon, they arrived at the ink palace. Joey went back to her room to take a bath, changed her pajamas and went to the mexiling room. She came many times. She couldn't figure out where else. She still remembered the route between the two bedrooms.

Thinking that moxiling was taking a bath, she quietly pushed open half the door, but saw him lying on the bed, his eyes closed, straight, his hands folded on his lower abdomen.

Joey is a little strange. He fell asleep so soon? Take a closer look, the clothes haven't been changed, which proves that he hasn't taken a bath. A clean man won't sleep without taking a bath. He should just rest.

Joey tiptoed to the bed and raised his hand to scare him. As a result, the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

At this time, Joey would only cover up his embarrassment with a giggle, but he was pulled by a man and fell on him.

"What do you want?"

She said honestly, "I want to scare you."

The man smiled: "you can never scare me."

"Why?" As soon as Joey finished asking, he wanted to bite his tongue. Silly, he can feel it

The man gently sent her up, put her chin on his chin, lips next to lips, eyes to eyes, and mixed the breath of each other.

So ambiguous, let Joey flustered, she wanted to open the distance, but her waist was tightened, and the man gently put his other hand on her head to keep her from moving.

"I'll come down and press you."

He looked at her and said calmly, "I like you lying on your body, and you are very light."

When he spoke, she moved with his chin and felt a little funny. I don't know how he felt when she spoke?

"Mexiling," she was a little nervous and couldn't help swallowing.

"I'm listening."

"I can accept you." She said softly and swallowed again, "although it was not pleasant at the beginning, I saw your efforts, and I will try, I......" she couldn't go on. It wasn't a confession. She just wanted to tell him her attitude, but her throat was so sour that she couldn't continue.

The man looked at her with his eyes deep and sharp. He pulled her up a little and kissed her gently.

The kiss grew from soft to strong, just like before. Joey was pressed by him, and his deep, dumb voice rang on his lips: "Yi, I know you won't let me wait too long."

He kissed her more warmly than usual and pestered her more overbearing. Joey trembled slightly under him, but his hand tightly wrapped around his strong waist.

The man wheezed and gasped, and his voice was hoarse: "respond to me."

Joey's heart trembled and tentatively stretched out his tongue. He immediately gave a satisfied sigh, sat her up and kissed her hard. The cold big hand poked into her pajamas.

Joey's body was as hot as fire. When touched by his hand, he immediately trembled.

"No, mexiling, No." She pressed his hand weakly but firmly.

But the man couldn't stop. He swam on her back and touched his chest

"Moxiling, you said you wouldn't force me." The words with light breathing clearly came into the man's ears.

He stiffened slightly, took out his hand, pulled her clothes, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Joey didn't dare look at him at all. He blushed and didn't speak. Sitting on his lap, she clearly felt that somewhere in his body was as hard as iron.

The two people didn't speak, so close together. Joey couldn't stand it: "I'd better go back there and have a rest early."

"Stay," the man's voice was still hoarse. "I want to be with you tonight."

Joey looked up at him and heard him say, "I'll keep my promise."

Joey nodded, a little shy: "then go take a bath and I'll wait for you."

The man looked at her for a while, jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom. When the water sounded, Joey took a few breaths and fell on the bed.

The man soon finished washing out and saw a small lump in the middle of the big bed. He wiped his hair, threw a towel, took off the quilt and lay down, holding his woman in his arms.

Joey pretended to sleep with his eyes closed. He probably just took a bath. The temperature on his body was higher than usual, and his hands were hot. He gently stroked her waist, which was very comfortable.

Joey quickly fell asleep under the gentle caress of the man.

Mexiling looked at the dark ceiling and didn't feel sleepy in his eyes. The fragrance of women floated into his nose. The taste was stronger than before. He had always been infatuated with her taste, but now, what fascinated him more was her, her white body and soft lips.

Never thought he would like a woman's body so much. His hand touched her waist, went up along the exquisite curve, gently covered her chest, and he could feel the delicate soft touch across the thin cloth. If it tastes good, it must be very good.

In the dark, he slightly hooked his lips. It seems that Nuo's words are true. That kind of thing should be very interesting. Only for the first time, they didn't accept each other, so it was difficult.

He gently rubbed the soft cotton in his hands, bowed his head, kissed her hair and closed his eyes.

There was the lesson of being late last time. Joey woke up early and noticed the difference before she opened her eyes. She didn't move. She opened her eyes and looked down. In the morning light, the man's big white hand came across and the palm held her right chest.

Joey's heart jumped, but he looked at it in a daze. The place he held seemed to be a sponge soaked in water. It was soft and incredible. There were countless small bubbles emerging bit by bit. Yi couldn't describe that feeling. It had nothing to do with emotion and desire. It was a kind of intimate oath to defend his sovereignty silently, which moved her a little.

He should be awake, his warm breath sprayed on his head, and his cool lips. Joey didn't move. He looked down at the hand. The man's voice sounded lazily on his head, "do you mind?" He squeezed it gently and let it go.

Joey raised his head and bumped into his dark eyes. He didn't know how long he had been awake. His eyes were clear and he didn't feel sleepy at all, just like his usual cold interest.

Joey didn't comment on his behavior. She turned over and sat up. "I have to hurry up, or I'll be late again."

The man didn't say a word. He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed and watched her walk out of the door with her shoes.

As usual, they washed, changed, had breakfast, and then mexiling drove Joey to school.

After a night's rest, the fatigue between the man's eyebrows disappeared. He drove silently and was comfortable in the crowded traffic.

Yi Yi leaned against the window and looked at the hurried pedestrians in the street early in the morning.

The vast sea of people, passing by, who is whose fate? Who is whose lover?

She turned her head and looked at the man. Her strange encounter with him was doomed to magical fate! If this is a gift from God, she is happy.

The car didn't drive fast, but it soon reached the school gate.

Joey sat motionless and turned to look at mexiling.

The man also looked at her and seemed surprised.

Joey smiled, leaned over, kissed him on the face, and whispered, "I don't mind." At this time, she was willing to give him the answer, not reserved, but she was slowly adapting.

The man looked at her, his eyes suddenly brightened and smiled with snow-white teeth. He pinched the woman's chin, forbidding her to step back and kissed her heavily.