Devil President, Don't Bite Me

As soon as Yang Liu left, Joey saw the familiar figure coming out of the darkness, but his face was not very good-looking.

Of course Joey knew why and asked apologetically, "did you eat?"

"Yes."

"In this store, too?"

"Yes."

"The food is not delicious?"

Moxi Ling glanced at her with an obvious expression on her face.

"I know. I won't leave you next time." Joey bowed his head, snickered and quietly hooked his palm.

The man held her hand hard. "I've decided."

"What?"

"We want to live together. In Nuo's words, it's Jinwucangjiao."

Joey blushed, "... It's not appropriate."

"I don't want to separate from you."

"I have a class and you have your job."

"Being with you every day will make me more stable."

"It's clearly an excuse."

The man smiled, "this is my truth. I'll let Siyu finish the house tomorrow. "

Joey was very excited. When he thought he was going to live with him outside school, his face turned red like a big persimmon in autumn. His voice said in a thin voice, "who wants to live with you?"

The man raised his eyebrows and his eyes twinkled: "do you women like duplicity?"

Joy was uneasy and had some vague expectations. Although she was used to her own way, she had some traditions in such things. After all, she grew up under Qiao Zhenxuan's orthodox education. No matter what mexiling said, she just didn't let go.

"That's it." The man took her hand, kissed her on the lips and walked slowly forward.

"Where are you going now?" Joey asked.

"Go wherever you want? If there's no place you want to go, just walk around. "

Joey said well, it's good for her to go anywhere as long as she's with him!

The night is bustling. There are neon lights everywhere, colorful and colorful. The street lights are white lotus flowers. The Milky light penetrates into the night and slowly faints to illuminate the roads, trees and them.

Joey saw that their shadows were pulled up and down by the light. He suddenly thought that he had thought that moxiling was a ghost before. He wondered why ghosts had shadows? Now think about it, it's ridiculous.

"What are you laughing at?" The man looked down and asked her.

In fact, he didn't laugh, but there was a slight smile in the corners of his mouth, but he noticed it.

"How do you know I'm laughing, feeling?"

"Sort of."

"It's also a feeling to hear me from so far away?"

"No, we're just sharper than human senses. We can see farther and hear more clearly. And," he whispered, suddenly reaching her ear.

Joeyton flushed with shame and hit him hard, "... What do you say about this?"

Mexiling grabbed her slapping hand and firmly fixed her in his arms. His voice was hoarse: "if you don't believe it, we can try it tonight."

He looked at her with burning eyes and waited quietly for her answer with a trace of expectation.

They stood under the tree, surrounded by darkness, but the man's eyes were too hot to burn her. Joey sighed softly and trembled when he heard his voice: "moxiling, I'm not ready yet."

She liked him and was willing to make him happy, but the first painful lesson was vivid. Moreover, she felt that it developed too fast. It seemed that she was desperate to jump into the vortex of love. So every time when her mind is hot and impulsive, she will always sound an alarm in her heart, drag it back and calm herself down first. Not because of impulse to do something you regret.

It was her character and habit, so she refused to agree.

"Well," the man stroked her face, his voice subdued and gentle, "I'll wait."

Joey looked at him for a moment and stood on tiptoe to give him a soothing kiss. The man immediately responded enthusiastically, put his long tongue into it, and made her mouth full of his clean and crisp smell.

Suddenly, he stopped, but did not separate. He paused for a few seconds before sucking with her lips, and then released.

Joey opened his eyes and found that his expression was a little strange, his mouth was still smiling, but his eyes were cold. He couldn't help being stunned. Before she could speak, the man fastened her waist and turned into the nearby alley.

They walked aimlessly, and Joey didn't know where he was. Now, seeing the deep twists and turns of the alley, she saw an old and dim street lamp all the way. She was a little afraid: "let's go out. It's scary here."

The man smiled: "what are you afraid of with me?"

Also, there is a powerful genetic mutant next to her. The force value is bursting. What's terrible about her!

This is a back alley with low houses on both sides. There are no windows, only some narrow back doors. Garbage cans are mostly placed beside the wall, emitting bursts of odor.

Joey looked at mexiling with worry, but he didn't respond at all. He still took her inside without delay.

"Mexiling..."

"Don't talk." The man whispered and suddenly stopped.

Joey looked up. In a faint light from a distant street lamp, it seemed as if there was a man standing in front of him and a tree. He couldn't see it clearly.

She jumped in horror and heard footsteps behind her. When she looked back, she saw a figure in the dark, but she couldn't see how many people were there?

Although Joey knew that there was mexiling, she didn't have to be afraid, but in this strange environment, her heart still instantly mentioned to her throat.

Moxiling turned around and looked at the approaching crowd with a cold look.

Joey didn't move or make any noise. At this time, she was not afraid. She stood beside mexiling and looked at the people coming towards them.

But when they clearly printed into their eyes, Joey was still slightly surprised. The narrow alley seemed a little crowded. At a glance, there were eight or nine people.

Mexiling hugged Joey a little, bent down and whispered in her ear, "don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." She responded softly and stroked the big hand around her waist. I heard the man hum, low, but I heard his voice smiling. Obviously, I was very satisfied with her performance.

The people behind slowly approached, holding bright guys in their hands, and the bright blade was shining in the dark.

For the head is a strong man, with a face full of flesh and a fierce face. He looks up and down at mexiling and sneers, "you know what you are, leave the woman and money, and I'll let you go!"

Next to a man with long hair and curly hair said, "Third Master, this boy is more handsome than that woman. It's better to go back and taste fresh. Master Ma said that men fuck better than women."

"Go away," the third master scolded him. "I don't have the hobby of horse master." He stared at mexiling with tiger eyes: "Hey, little white face, I'm talking to you. Do you hear me? Get out of here."

Joey looked at mexiling worried, for fear that he would strangle people directly. These people must be bad people, but for now, they can't die.

Mexiling looked calm and couldn't see any emotion. He said faintly, "without money, women can't give it."

"Little white face, give you a way to live. You don't want to die yourself!"

The third master's head deviated, and the minions behind rushed up and surrounded moxiling and Joey.

Mexiling protected Joey behind him and kicked several. His move stunned those people and stopped without action.

The third master smiled coldly, "I'm still a trainer. What are you afraid of? Give it to me! "

I got the order and rushed up again. Mexiling took it easy and calmly. Although one to three or four, he was also able to do it.

Joey saw two more minions, one left and one right, trying to attack mexiling. She leaned against the wall, quietly bent down, picked up a beer bottle and carried it behind her.

When the little man on the left rushed up to join the camp, she quickly smashed the beer bottle on his head. With a bang, the bottle was smashed and splashed, which overshadowed the other fighting sounds.

Everyone was stunned and looked at her.

Joey looked at the man who fell soft at his feet and was stunned. Suddenly he heard moxiling's smiling voice: "well done, Little Joe."

Joey wanted to squat down to see if the man was still angry. She was afraid that he was really out of gas. She couldn't bear it and looked at mexiling in panic.

"He's not dead," said Moxi Ling. He waved his fist, turned around with an arrow, picked up her hand and frowned. "Remember, don't hurt yourself by mistake when you fight."

Joey found that the splashed glass fragments on the back of his hand had broken a little skin, revealing a trace of crimson. But when she raised her eyes, several people rushed up to Moxi Ling. She shouted, "there's someone behind, be careful."

Moxi Ling didn't move. She just picked up her hand and licked the bright red. The other hand accurately grabbed a man's neck and threw it out. Her feet were not idle. She kicked down two, hugged Joey, turned around and pasted it on the wall, and looked at those people with condensed eyes.

The third master stood opposite and stared at him fiercely. He suddenly scolded and took out a gun. The black muzzle is against mexiling.

Joey's legs and neck shook badly. It was a gun. Although she had never seen it before, she knew it should not be a toy gun. No matter how powerful mexiling was, it was flesh and blood. Can she resist it?

Mexiling probably knew the danger of the matter, and whispered to her, "you run out first, call a car back to the castle, and I'll be there later."

Joey knew that leaving behind was useless, but a burden. Moxiling was fast and might be able to avoid bullets. She nodded. "OK, I'll run first. You must come back."

The man stroked her face. "With you, I must come back."

The third master opposite couldn't hear what they said, but when they saw this, they still showed their love as if there were no one else, and both doubted whether they were ill?

"Little white face, good skill. He hurt so many of my brothers. He wants to leave without paying some medicine?" He compared with his gun and motioned a minion to search.

There was a gun pointing at it. The minion walked over without fear. Moxiling gently squeezed Joey's hand and signaled her to prepare.

One step, two steps, three steps. As soon as the minion came to him, Moxi Ling stretched out his big hand, grabbed his neck and shouted, "run."

Joey didn't think of anything and didn't care about anything. She buried her head and rushed forward. When she heard a gunshot behind her, she turned back in amazement. The one who was hit by the gun was the little boy who had just come to search. He was carried in his hand by Moxi Ling, his head hung low, and the man's cold voice came: "run."

Joey hurried to run again. She didn't look back when there was another gunshot in the back. She believed that moxiling couldn't be done with a gun.

Not long after she ran out, she saw the vague shadow before. It was really a man standing against the wall. He glanced at her faintly and didn't stop her from going.

Joey didn't dare to stop and ran out of the alley.