Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey was like a small trapped animal, walking around the room, burning very dry.

The curtains are half open and the sun shines in. The room is bright. The Milky European furniture is shining in the sun. Compared with last night, the room is bright and quiet.

The door opened silently. Mosiyu came in with a tray and saw her standing in the middle of the room with a smile: "you wake up!" She bent over and put the tray on the short table. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Joey smelled the smell of the meal and couldn't help walking over: "is it for me?"

"Xiling specially ordered it. It seems that you served him very well last night." Mosiyu smiled and stretched out his hand: "officially meet me. My name is mosiyu. You can come to me if you need anything in the future."

in the future? Joey felt a little uneasy and looked at her.

Mosiyu pulled her down and said, "don't be nervous. You just stay here for a while."

"How long?"

"Maybe a week, maybe less." Mosiyu shrugged: "it depends on Xiling's meaning."

Ah? Joey opened her mouth wide, obviously frightened. Is this going to imprison her?

Her mind flashed some imprisoned sex and slave news reports, dark and narrow underground space, dull air, thick chains, naked body

"Miss Mo, does Mr. Mo want to imprison me?"

Mosiyu smiled gently: "you don't have to be afraid. Xiling has a strange temper, but he is actually a cold faced and warm-hearted person. As long as you are obedient, he won't give you pain."

"Has he done the same to other girls?"

"No, you're the first." Mosiyu said, "I think he is interested in you. You should be honored."

To his honor, Joey scolded secretly in his heart, but his face was sad. "Can I talk to Mr. Mo?"

"Of course." Mosiyu smiled and said, "if he will see you."

Joey suddenly thought of mexiling's injury last night and asked, "Mr. Mo, is he okay?"

"He'll be fine," mosiyu stood up. "You eat first, and I'll come back to you later."

"Well... Can I go outside after dinner?" Joey pointed out the window: "I see a garden there..."

Mosiyu was surprised. "It's sunny outside. Are you sure you want to go out?"

Joey nodded with certainty.

"I'm afraid I have to ask Xiling. He might mind your tanning." Mosiyu smiled a bit playfully: "you know, he is a perfectionist."

Joey wants to go out to get familiar with the environment. Anyway, she still has to prepare for escape.

The Mohist food was delicious. Joey ate it and soon filled his stomach. Next, she can only wait. Mosiyu should bring her words to. She needs to have a formal dialogue with moxiling.

She is a member of the debate team of the University, and her eloquence is self-conscious. She hopes to clarify moxiling's intention through communication. In this way, she can be targeted, protect herself as much as possible, or get away.

Not long after dinner, mosiyu came and saw the swept away plate. She smiled: "I have a good appetite."

"Did you bring it to me? Would Mr. Mo like to see me? And can I go out? "

"Xiling said that the sun is too strong at noon and will sunburn your skin. You are allowed to go out in the evening. He is so busy that he can't find time to see you today. " After a pause, he said, "but I guess he might go to your room at night. If you stay awake, you can see him."