Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Moxiling stood by the roadside, frowning slightly, watching Joey pass by like a wandering soul.

He didn't call her. He followed silently. He was a little uncertain. Was she still angry with him?

All the people around him looked at him. Only Joey turned a blind eye and walked over with empty eyes.

Behind him, a group of girls were following far away, and the noisy discussion was humming like a large mosquito.

Mexiling didn't like this. He took a few steps to catch up and patted Joey on the shoulder. Joey shouted with fear. When he looked back and saw him, his eyes turned red, rushed to his arms and hugged him tightly: "mexiling, you're finally back!"

Mexiling's heart seemed to be tightly held by someone. It was painful and a little sweet. It turned out that she missed him so much.

He hugged her harder, "Little Joe, I'm back."

Joey's voice was low and soft: "how did you come back?"

"Something's delayed, Little Joe. I miss you very much."

"I miss you too, mexiling." The voice turned into a thin sob.

Mexiling's heart knocked heavily and his voice was low: "Little Joe, don't cry, I feel bad."

Joey Oh, she bit her lips to make no sound, but her chest was blocked like a heavy stone. All kinds of emotions wanted to rush out like rivers and rivers. They all rushed together. It was difficult to breathe and overwhelmed. After all, the tears fell majestically and wet the man's clothes.

Moxi Ling was surprised and asked her urgently, "what's the matter with you, Little Joe?"

Joey couldn't speak, just shook his head, and more and more people gathered there from afar to see them.

The dusk was heavily pressed down at the moment. Moxiling clasped Joey's head in her arms with one hand and put his other hand around her waist and hurried towards the school gate.

The onlookers saw only two vague figures shaking and disappeared at the school gate.

It wasn't dark enough to hide people's eyes and ears. Mercillin had to drive Joey back to their little home.

In the car, Joey looked very quiet and turned her head to one side. Although she was silent, mexiling's ear still heard her quiet tears.

No, it's not because of the tears of joy of reunion, and the tears don't flow for him.

Mexiling was puzzled. He reached out and touched her head. "Little Joe, what's the matter?"

"No." Joey choked and wiped his eyes quickly. "I'm glad you're back."

Mexiling took her body, let her lean against him, bowed her head and kissed her on the top of her head, "Little Joe, I know you're sad. When I come back, everything will be fine."

Joy sighed faintly. Grievances, depression, sadness and joy were mixed together, which made her unable to speak of.

Their small home is very close to the school and arrives in a few minutes. The car is parked in the garage of the villa. As soon as Joey unfastens his seat belt, he sees moxiling flash, opens the door and carries her out.

Joey put his hand around his neck and stuck it tightly in the man's arms. When she was most frustrated, only his arms could warm her.

The garage is an induction lamp. When people walk, the lamp is black. Moxiling goes up the stairs and stops at the darkest corner. He looks at the woman in his arms for a moment.

In the dark, his eyes gleamed red, but he looked at her more carefully.

The girl looks very delicate, her eyes are red and swollen, and her sharp chin makes people look pity. She didn't look at him and looked a little confused.

Mexiling lowered his head slowly and kissed her face.

Her little face was delicate but cold, like a piece of fragrant jelly. He kissed it carefully and finally found her lips.

Joy lay soft in his arms and seemed unable to bear the kiss. Mexiling changed her hand, stood her up, held her hip in one hand, clasped the back of her head in the other, and kissed her gently and domineering.

Joey let out a thin and impatient cry, and his breath began to rush.

Mexiling held her and stood in the dark, kissing heartily, lingering until his body changed.

He pulled away difficultly, but Joey followed, seemingly unsatisfied.

Mexiling couldn't laugh or cry. He put her down. As a result, her legs were soft and the whole person slid down. He had to pick her up again, "Little Joe, you're hungry. Let's go to dinner."

Joey raised her face and looked at the man's eyes in the dark. It was strange. In such a dark place, she seemed to see him more clearly. Those beautiful, deep and ancient eyes shone on her like stars and gave her strength and courage.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted him and wanted him like this. She heard herself say word by word, "Meryl, if you want, I'll give it to you now."

Moxi Ling was stunned for a moment, hugged her hand and silently tightened it, but her voice was soft, dumb and determined: "Xiao Qiao, you are not in a stable mood now. We'll talk about it later."

Joey was a little frustrated. The taste of being rejected turned out to be like this. She refused mexiling many times, but every time, he said calmly, "it doesn't matter. I can wait."

She gently stroked the man's handsome face: "I'm sorry, moxiling, I shouldn't be angry with you. Nuo told me everything. I shouldn't distrust you."

"Don't mention the past."

"But we promised not to quarrel..."

"I didn't argue with you. I gave you time to calm down."

"You left me."

"I have something to do. I'll come to you as soon as I come back."

Joey pursed. "Well, don't mention the past. Let's go to dinner. "

Moxiling took her to the living room and put her down. He glanced at the clock on the wall: "where do you want to eat?"

"Don't go out. I'll do it." Joey said and went into the kitchen. "I bought enough food in the fridge for us to eat."

Mexiling followed in: "when I'm away, you come too?"

"Of course," Joey smiled back at him. "This is our home!"

Moxi Ling also smiled and went over to cover her waist from her back. "What can I do for you?"

Joey smiled playfully: "don't use it now. Wash the dishes later."

"All right," said mexiling, "I'll leave the kitchen to you." He turned and went out.

It's already dark. The lights are on outside the window. The neighbors are a little far away. The lights are on in each window, and there are flashing lights on the wall. It looks like a crystal house from a distance. It makes people feel warm and beautiful. That's the feeling of home.

Mexiling looked for a while, turned on all the lights in his house and went to the yard to see.

People with genetic variation have never had a high demand for light. The lights in each room are not very bright. A soft and warm light and shadow shines out of the window and has a different taste.

He wanted to add more lights to his neighbor's house, so that their house would be full of color. In this way, it was hazy and artistic conception. In fact, even if only one window is lit, this is also his small home with Joey.

He whistled and a figure fell in front of him: "Xiling."

"Is she all right when I'm away?"

Mozi Yu hesitated. What should he say?

okay? Not necessarily. He saw Joey crying in bed.

Bad? After crying that time, she was happy for several days.

Moxi Ling frowned: "this question is difficult to answer?"

"When you first left, she was not very happy, and then she got better."

"Why is she unhappy today?"

Mozi Yu stopped again. He didn't know how to answer. He heard the quarrel between Joey and Han Xi. Han Xi liked a man, but the man liked Joey. Han Xi said that Joey and the man had an affair secretly. Can you tell mexiling that?

"Yu, why not answer?"

Mo Ziyu no longer hesitated. Although he felt it was inappropriate, he reported the quarrel between Joey and Han Xi to Mo Xiling word by word.

He hasn't been in love and doesn't understand these messy things. Let the Lord figure it out by himself.

Mexiling remembers the name, Du Beizheng. For this man, he had a quarrel with Joey because she lied to him.

Mo Ziyu was worried when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time. "Xiling, I've seen that man. He's a beautiful nerd. He's not your opponent."

Mexiling waved, "you don't have to stay here. Go back."

Mozi Yu nodded slightly, and disappeared into the vast night.

Mexiling remembered that when he went to school, a man in white stood behind the tree and looked at him all the time, but he couldn't see the man. At that time, he felt a little strange, but he didn't feel dangerous, so he didn't care. Now looking back, maybe it was Du Beizheng

He was stunned. He heard footsteps approaching lightly behind him. He stood still, his soft body pasted on his back. Joey's voice was soft and waxy, like being coquettish: "Why are you here? It's dinner. "

Moxi Ling took her hand around her waist, sent it to her lips and kissed it. She turned and looked at her with burning eyes: "Little Joe, I only like you in this life."

"Me too," Joey felt embarrassed and buried his face in his arms. "Moxilyn, I only like you."

Her voice was muffled in his arms. It sounded like a buzzing vibrato. It penetrated into his heart bit by bit. It was itchy and crisp. He hung his head and stuck it in her ear: "you just said, if I want it, you give it to me now."

Joey pushed him hard and laughed with a red face: "it's out of date. You don't grasp the opportunity. It's fleeting!"

Mexiling smiled and his eyes were gentle as water: "I regret it."

Joey laughed and ran into the room. "Come in and eat!" She was impulsive just now. Fortunately, mexiling refused, otherwise she would regret it. Unexpectedly, mexiling also regretted it.

Moxi Ling hung her hands and slowly followed him. He had been waiting until she was ready to accept him. But just now, the name Du Beizheng made him slightly out of control.

At this moment, he really wants to have her and have a complete her!