Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey was shocked and agreed not to mention this today. How could he

She hurried to make things right: "Dad, mom, he's drunk."

"I'm not drunk," said Moxi Ling, staring at Qiao Zhenxuan with some persistence and Expectation: "uncle?"

"Yes, of course!" Fang Jialiang hurried to answer. He could see that Mr. Mo really wanted to marry her daughter and drink himself one cup after another.

Unexpectedly, Moxi Ling said faintly, "what you said doesn't count. I want my uncle to promise."

Joey: "..." is this the rhythm that even the future mother-in-law will offend

"Mom, don't mind. He's drunk."

"It's all right, I know," Fang Jialiang really doesn't mind. Just as an old saying goes, when her mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes it, not to mention her family background. Just this face, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it. It can't be loved by everyone when she takes it out

Mexiling probably realized that there was something wrong with his words and quickly remedied it, "aunt, it's Xiao Qiao who said, you're not as important as uncle."

Joey coughed fiercely and wanted to kick the silly son-in-law to the ground. Mr. Mo, did you come to my house to pick up the rift?

Mexiling was a little confused, but he still remembered the code with Joey. He immediately sat up straight, his face retreated completely, looked at the empty cup in his hand, and said no more words. He was as stupid as a child.

Joy's displeasure immediately dissipated when she saw him like this. This is mexiling, proud, high up mexiling, who has never lowered his head to others, but in her world, he has to accept his father's critical eyes, his mother's excessive enthusiasm and close contact, all for her

She stood up and patted him. "You're drunk. I'll help you to your room and lie down."

Mexiling was a little confused, "I'm not drunk..."

"You're drunk," she pinched him quietly and frowned.

Mexiling looked at her for two seconds and stood up obediently. "Uncle and aunt, I'm drunk. I'll lie down for a while."

Joey hurriedly helped him into the room. She still had a worry. Mexiling was obviously drunk like this. What if he got excited and changed? No matter how handsome and rich he is, his parents won't let her marry a genetic mutant.

After entering the room, mexiling wrapped Joey in his arms to kiss. He felt like he was going to float. His blood was flowing rapidly. He needed to release and get a better taste.

Joey was so scared that if he forced her to do something at the moment and his father found out, the marriage would be over.

She had to struggle hard, hiding from his enthusiasm and protesting in a low voice: "moxiling, no, you promised me to stay until the wedding night..."

"I didn't forget," he gasped. "Let's fly out, Little Joe."

"No, my parents will see."

"No, lock the door. They can't get in." Mexiling wrapped her in her arms, turned to the door like a gust of wind, locked it, and then ran out of the window.

Fortunately, it was completely dark. There were thousands of lights in the community, but no one saw a very fast black shadow running up the roof from a window. Joey was tightly held in his arms. She just felt the wind blowing in her ears and the darkness around. It was already like this. She simply closed her eyes, stuck it in the man's arms and listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest.

Mexiling didn't go far, so she jumped around on several high-rise buildings in the community. Joey felt like playing high-altitude shells in the playground, rising to the sky, and then falling down quickly. She was just faster than in the playground. She was dizzy and grabbed mexiling's clothes. "Enough, enough, I'm going to vomit."

Mexiling stopped, put her head in her arms, stood quietly for a while, and then took her back to the room.

As soon as I got in, I heard someone knocking at the door. It was Qiao Zhenxuan: "Yi, why did you lock the door? Your mother made sober tea. You can give it to Mr. mo."

"Hey, here we are." Joey tidied up his clothes and ordered mexiling to lie down and hurry to open the door.

Qiao Zhenxuan looked at her, frowned and coughed heavily, "go and serve tea."

Joey had a ghost in his heart. He thought his father was dissatisfied with them and didn't dare to ask more. He hurried to the kitchen.

Fang Jialiang was collecting dishes and chopsticks. He looked up at his daughter and was surprised: "what's the matter with your hair?"

Joey touched her hair and didn't feel anything wrong. She secretly took a picture on the mirror of the refrigerator... God, a row of bangs on her forehead turned up. No wonder her father looked at her in the wrong eyes. He must be thinking that his hair was in such a mess. He must have done something in it.

Joey stroked his hair as hard as he could. Then go out with tea.

As soon as she reached the door, Qiao Zhenxuan sat in the living room and called her, "Mr. Mo is asleep?"

"Well, I'm asleep," I'll say I'm asleep if I don't sleep. In case I get picked up and talk again, will she live?

"Don't drink when you sleep," Qiao Zhenxuan said. "Come here. I have something to ask you."

Joey had to go and listen to his father's preaching honestly.

"Yi Yi," Qiao XuanZhen looked at her: "are you hiding something from me?"

Joey was shocked. "Dad, why do you ask?"

"Mr. Mo looks a little out of his mind."

"Dad, he's not stupid at all. He just has communication barriers and worldly sophistication. He doesn't understand at all. I know he said a lot of wrong things, which made you unhappy, but he really didn't mean it. He... Is more rigid, can't turn a corner, and doesn't know how to be liked. "

"So it is," Qiao Zhenxuan flicked the ash and smiled. "I said, how can a son-in-law curse his father-in-law the first time he comes to the door!"

"Of course not," Joey quickly explained. "He's actually for your own good, but his words are a little unpleasant."

"You defended him."

"Hee hee, I know him too well, Dad. You know he is in charge of a business kingdom. Everyone is respectful to him. He never needs to accommodate anyone and please anyone. His parents have been away for a long time and have no brothers and sisters, so..."

Qiao Zhenxuan nodded, "it can be said that things happen for a reason. You should guide him more in the future, otherwise such a character will inevitably not offend people."

Joey said quickly, "I know."

Qiao Zhenxuan remembered again, "that Miss Mo is..."

"Distant cousin, he has some distant relatives who live together."

"Miss Mo has depression, he has communication difficulties, and the life of rich people is not necessarily plain sailing. Yi, remember your father's words, contentment can be happy."

"I remember."

Qiao Zhenxuan was silent for a while and asked, "do you want to marry him?"

Joey: "... Yes." A little nervous, but in a firm tone.

"The man who can be seen by my daughter should not be bad. The man who can see my daughter also has vision. My father agrees to contact you and stay for another two years. When you graduate, if you think it's OK, get married."

Joy in Joey's heart: "thank you, Dad."

"I have only one request," Qiao Zhenxuan suddenly sank his face. "Girls should be clean before they can be looked up to."

Joey's heart jumped: "Dad, don't worry, I know what you mean."

"To you, I'm at ease, to him..." Qiao Zhenxuan didn't finish. He just hummed twice. Obviously, he couldn't believe it. He was also young. Naturally, he knew the suffering when hormones soared.

After a while, Fang Jialiang came to the living room after washing the dishes. He sat down with a melancholy look on his face. "After cooking so many dishes, Mr. Mo didn't eat a few bites. Isn't it delicious?"

Joey comforted his mother: "no, he wasn't drunk later."

"It's your old man's fault. Mr. Mo got drunk the first time he came to the door."

Qiao Zhenxuan snorted, "he doesn't drink well. What's none of my business? I'm not drunk?"

"Don't think I don't know your trick. Mr. Mo drinks two drinks and you only drink one. People drink twice as much as you. Can they not get drunk?" Fang Jialiang complained, "drunkenness is bad for your health. He is our son-in-law and doesn't know how distressed he is." He said to Joey, "I think Mr. Mo will sleep here today. Don't let him go."

Qiao Zhenxuan's eyes stared: "that's no good. I'll stay as soon as I come to the door. What does it look like? It's out. Does Yi want to be a man?"

Fang Jialiang didn't think about it elsewhere. Seeing that her husband reacted so much, he also ignited a fire, "if someone is drunk, will he be kicked out this big night? He sleeps in bed and Yi sleeps on the sofa. Who can chew his tongue? "

Qiao Zhenxuan: "no, Yi Yi sleeps with you. I sleep on the sofa."

"Dad, I still sleep on the sofa. Your waist is bad..."

"Don't forget what dad just said, so it's decided that I sleep on the sofa."

Joey knew that his father was worried, so he stopped arguing.

Before going to bed, she went into the room to see mexiling. In order to avoid suspicion, she opened the door. As soon as she got to the bed, she saw him with his eyes open. She was startled. She quickly blocked the door with her body and whispered, "are you awake?"

"I didn't sleep at all."

"It's a little uncomfortable. I'll bring you tea."

Mexiling didn't speak. He slowly sat up and looked behind her.

As soon as Joey looked back, Fang Jialiang came in smiling with tea and followed Qiao Zhenxuan.

Joey hurried over the tea and handed it to moxiling. She began to worry again. As long as they were together, she wouldn't be down-to-earth.

Qiao Zhenxuan looked at mexiling, "sober up?"

Mexiling glanced at Joey and said slowly, "no, I'm still drunk. I'm going to scratch here tonight."

"It's okay, you sleep here," Fang Jialiang said enthusiastically. "The bed is a little small. I'm afraid you don't sleep well."

"I can." He likes this bed. It smells like Joey.

"Then go back to sleep and let's go out first," Joey hurried to pull his parents out so that moxiling wouldn't say anything groundbreaking.

Still drunk, thanks to what he said

Honest Mr. Mo is playing tricks

But his wishful thinking was wrong. His father was watching in the living room. He didn't even think about it.