Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey looked around the house. "You said he would come here in the evening?"

"Not here. You have your own room," mosiyu said with a gesture, "please follow me."

Joey instantly thought of the gloomy and terrible basement and stood still.

Mosiyu went to the door and turned to look at her: "go!"

"I," Joey licked his dry lips, "I want to stay here."

"It's not for you," mosiyu smiled at her. "Come on, you'll like your room."

Joey hesitated and followed her. Here, obedience won't suffer.

Mosiyu took her upstairs, and the curved stairs whirled up. Each floor was connected by a deep corridor. There was no end at a glance, just like the big mouth of a monster, trying to swallow her.

Joey climbed a little out of breath. He didn't understand why such a rich family didn't have an elevator?

Finally, on the top floor, mosiyu took her to a room at the end of the corridor, pushed the door open, "see if you are satisfied. I arranged it."

Joey opened her mouth in surprise. It was not the gloomy horror in her imagination, but a warm pink. The bed, curtains, dresser, sofa... Everything she saw was pink. The furniture is new and smells of wood.

"Do you like it?" Mosiyu askew her head and asked her, looking proud.

Joey can't laugh or cry. Although she is a girl, she doesn't sprout powder to this extent. She feels a little childish and her eyes are a little tired. It's better to use light green, which is at least good for her eyes.

"OK," she nodded and went in.

There was a faint aroma in the air. Joey saw a large bottle of blooming flowers on the high foot table, intertwined with red, white, yellow and purple, lined with green leaves. It was very beautiful.

Joey sincerely praised: "this flower is so beautiful!"

"I inserted it myself." Mosiyu's face was even more pleased.

Joey finally couldn't help asking, "you're the big miss of Mohism. Why do you do everything? Is there no servant at home? "

Mosiyu smiled faintly: "I like doing things."

Well, moxiling likes to smell women, and mosiyu likes to do housework. Other Mohists are not expected to be normal.

"Is mexiling your brother or brother?"

Mosiyu did not answer the question: "he is the master of Mohism."

Joey asked another question: "what took me away from the ball last night..."

"Mo Qingze."

"There's another one named Arnold..."

"Mozino. He also has a twin brother, Mo Ziyu. You'll see him later. "

Joey wanted to find out the relationship between these people, but mosiyu obviously didn't want to say more. He went to open the wardrobe and said, "I bought the clothes here. See if you like them?"

The cabinets are full of tender colors: pink is the majority, and yellow, orange, blue, green and purple are extremely bright. Most of the styles are cute, with a little sex and sense. Joey can't wear them, but she looks at those lace and bows and wants to cry without tears.

Is mosiyu going to dress her up as a sexual and sensitive kitten and send her to moxiling?

"Don't like it?" Seeing Joey frown, mosiyu asked.

"I'm not used to it," Joey said honestly. "I seldom wear such clothes."

"What do you usually wear?"

"Jeans, shirts or T-shirts."

"Xiling doesn't like that. It's not feminine!"

Looking at the cupboard full of clothes, Joey asked, "didn't you say you'd only stay for a few days? How do you prepare so many clothes? "

"A woman's face is to please herself. You have to please Xiling!" Mosiyu shrugged: "in fact, I don't know what Xiling likes women to wear. Be prepared. More is better."

Joey is speechless. It's all a style. Be prepared!