Devil President, Don't Bite Me

There is also a window on the second floor of K Da Qing education building. The light is very dark and shines a little faint light in the room.

Du Beizheng took out the drum from the bookcase and gently rubbed it. He didn't make a sound, but he heard it.

Very light sobs, like being torn in the wind, heard his heart trembling, his heart has been trembling, because the voice has always been in his heart and never left for a moment.

He put his face on it and gently closed his eyes, as if to his beloved woman.

The drum face is smooth, delicate and warm, just like many years ago, he held her and rubbed her face, and she just smiled and rubbed his face, trying to comfort him.

No one can comfort him, not even her. What will he do after that night? He asked himself again and again, but there was no way. She was so stubborn that she didn't listen to anyone's advice.

I thought I couldn't survive, but in the end, he came and came to the city with her.

Everything is going according to the plan. The ice and snow barren land will eventually be abandoned by them.

He remembered asking her, "Qing Yuan, what should I do when you're gone?"

She smiled and said, "Beizheng, I will come back. You wait for me to grow up."

He listened to her and waited patiently. Finally, she grew up, but she didn't recognize him.

His Qingyuan doesn't recognize him.

He remembered that day, by the lake at dusk, she asked him, "assistant Du, what kind of girl do you like?"

He looked into her eyes and said, "I like you."

She was surprised. She was as frightened as a deer with dark eyebrows. Not afraid of being like her at all, not like his Qingyuan at all.

If it was Qingyuan, she would look at him with hot eyes, then rush to bite him, bite him hard, and bite him in the heart.

His lips bent, opened his eyes, slowly raised his head and gently stroked the drum face, "Qingyuan, I really miss you!"

Suddenly, his ears moved, as if he heard a strange sound. He immediately put down the drum and rushed to the balcony. It was dark outside. Even the moon seemed hairy and unclear.

After standing still for a while, he didn't see anything, but he knew that the man came and took her away.

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Joey also felt a little hypocritical. If moxiling didn't explain the inspection to her all day, she couldn't pull out the thorn in her heart all day.

Life is still in order, but she seems to be pushed. Suspicion, unwillingness and powerlessness are like silkworms wrapped in cocoons. They can see outside, but they can't get out.

They were not cold war. After class, mexiling came to pick her up. She also followed him back. After dinner, she shut herself in her study, began to design, took a bath and went to bed at ten o'clock. She slept in her room, and mexiling followed her. Surround her from behind and sleep so quietly without saying a word.

They met and talked, but when mexiling hugged her and kissed her, her reaction was always silent resistance. Mexiling didn't understand, so he reduced his intimacy with her, just looked at her, and his eyes were gentle and calm.

Joey knew that moxiling was giving her time to deal with her emotions, but what she wanted was not like this. She wanted to explain and know why?

Why can mexiling look at other women's bodies calmly after having her?

She can't. If other men touch her, she will consciously avoid it, let alone observe the bodies of other men.

So she got into the tip of the ox horn. Mexiling loved her. Maybe she was the most favored one, but his love was broad, and a small part would be distributed to the women who came one after another in the future.

She is too worried about gain and loss. When she thinks too much, her heart is confused and people become silent.

In this silence, the weekend came as promised. Her face is calm, but her heart is really flustered. If moxiling is different from what she thinks, if she really wants to share him with many women in the future, if she falls out of favor one day

What should she do?

Joey looked at herself in the mirror with watery eyes, pink cheeks, light eyebrows, appropriate lip gloss and white dress. She was really like a bride.

The makeup artist finished her makeup and said sincerely, "Miss Qiao, you are so happy."

It's happiness. At the thought of mexiling, her heart is warm. The corners of her mouth can't help bending and getting engaged. They are recognized unmarried couples. They always have some fame. But this fame, like an invisible yoke, will lock her in the future.

Probably seeing that her face was a little gloomy, the makeup artist carefully called her, "Miss Qiao?"

Joey regained consciousness and pursed his lips: "can you call Mr. Mo for me? Mr. mexiling. "

"OK." The makeup artist is out.

Joey rubbed her fingers and her heart pounded. She was like a premarital phobia, dizzy, sweaty in her hands and swollen eyes.

Soon, mexiling came in and saw her eyes brighten: "Little Joe, you are so beautiful."

Joey pulled her lips and grinned. It was estimated that she smiled a little ugly. Moxiling's eyes were slightly restrained: "Little Joe, what's the matter with you?" He took her hand and felt it wet.

"Nervous?"

Joey didn't nod or shake his head, but he broke free in silence.

"Little Joe?" Mexiling realized that something was wrong. He looked calm and stared at her for a moment.

Joey bit his lip hard and finally said, "moxiling, I don't want to be engaged."

The man looked at her and said, "do you want to get married?"

Joey was almost amused by him. She hesitated to get engaged. Marriage... Is even more impossible.

Although it's just an engagement, but give yourself up in public, in case in the future

She has never been so uncertain. A heart hanging in the air is always uneasy.

Mexiling took out her handkerchief and helped her wipe off the sweat in her palm. She was very careful and didn't let go between her fingers. After wiping, she put away her handkerchief, pulled her to sit down, took a chair and sat opposite.

"Don't you want to get engaged? Give me a reason? "

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"A week before that, I gave you time to think about it."

"I, our thoughts are different."

"What's the difference?"

"Different understanding of feelings."

"What's the difference?"

Joey bit his lip and was about to say more when someone knocked on the door.

Mexiling said in a deep voice, "come in."

Mo Qingze didn't come in. He stood by the door, "Xiling, the guests have almost arrived. The emcee asked, "when will it start?"

"Let him wait."

Mo Qingze probably noticed that it was wrong. Without asking more, he closed the door again.

Joey was surprised. "Did you invite a lot of people? Why is there a master of ceremonies? "

"What do you think should be the wedding banquet for the richest man in Jinling?"

Joey said, "I thought it was just a few people in the family." She came in through the back door and went straight into the lounge to make up and change. She didn't know what was going on ahead.

She asked again, "did a lot of people come?"

"Well, a lot of people."

"Is there any media?"

"Well, yes."

Joey understood, bit his lips again and pressed back the bitterness in his heart, "let's go, let's go out."

Moxiling sat motionless. "What's the difference in our understanding of feelings?"

"Forget it, moxiling. We'll talk about it later."

"Say it now. Don't go out until you're clear."

"Can't you tell?"

The man took a deep look at her and said, "nothing is unclear."

Joey heaved a sigh. "Well, let's talk. What's the matter with Cheng Chuyi? "

The man frowned and said, "what does it have to do with her? That's Mo Qingze's business. "

Joey finally couldn't help: "but they are for you. Will they find you a woman again in the future?"

The man's eyes flickered: "what woman are you looking for? I just want you."

Joey's heart jerked and his tone was very heavy: "what goods do you test for her? As long as I, why do I look at other women's bodies? "

Mexiling opened his mouth slightly, seemed speechless, blinked a few times, turned his head to one side, and came back after a while, understatement: "it's for this?"

Joey took a breath and his eyes were a little red. Sure enough, this was his attitude.

"Hold back and don't cry." He suddenly reached out and raised her chin. He looked at her intently. There seemed to be a flame burning in his dark eyes.

Joey was seen by him as a little mouse with nowhere to hide, panicked and sad.

He looked at her, smiled, and kissed her lightly. "So my little Joe is jealous."

Joy was annoyed, pushed him hard, and refused to admit: "who is jealous? I am such a character. I know there will not be only one woman in your identity. Even if you don't want it, Mo Qingze will force you to want it. I know you like me, but it's not enough. I want to be the only one. Don't share. I don't want to share you with other women, so... "

"That's why you don't want to get engaged?"

"While everything is still uncertain, there is still a chance to change."

Moxiling took her hand and rubbed the ring on her finger: "you promised to marry me that day."

"At that time, there was no Cheng Chuyi. I thought I was your only one. "

"Now, you can still think so." The man bent his lips, like self mockery and joy: "Oh, I have a jealous little wife."

Joey didn't understand, "but you..."

"Not as you think," he explained. "I'm not interested in any woman's body except you. The inspection I said is to read her heart. I want to ensure that she is safe for everyone before I can stay in the castle, so I must read her heart. "

Joey was stunned: "it's all inspection. Why, no, it's different?"

"You are my choice and belong to me, so I will look at your body. As for other women, I won't touch or look."

Joey's face was as red as braised prawns. He felt the steam steaming and the whole face was about to burn.

I've been oppressed for so long. It's a misunderstanding!

But if she is so hypocritical, will Moxi Ling dislike her? Will she feel that she is very unwise to repent at this time? Will she have an opinion on her?

Secretly raised his eyes, the man had a funny smile at the bottom of his eyes: "Little Joe, can you go out?"