Devil President, Don't Bite Me

It was not cold in the cabin. Moxiling took off her coat and put it on the back of the chair. Dressed in white, she sat in front of the console and skillfully played with various buttons. Joey sat aside with her head tilted: "moxiling, you really can fly a plane!"

"You've seen it." The man pulled up the lifting rod and told, "sit down."

There have been several experiences of being carried away by men. It's a piece of cake for Joey to take off.

She leaned back in her chair, um, and turned to look at the light outside the window.

Gradually, the plane vacated, and the field of vision widened. Overlooking the night scene of the city, there were dense lights like the bright Milky way. Joey looked at it for a while, took back his eyes and said to mexiling, "I'll go back and have a look."

"Go and play by yourself." The man stared at the numbers on the meter.

Joey can probably imagine how luxurious the private plane owned by the richest man in Jinling will be, but she still feels shocked when she looks at it slowly.

Everything is available, bedroom, living room, conference room, kitchen, bathtub, bar, gym, billiards room... Joey enters the bedroom and pushes open the door of the wardrobe. Half of the cabinet is women's clothes, which is the clothes prepared for her by moxiling.

She lay on the big round bed. The bed was so soft that she almost fell into it and rolled twice. She didn't want to move and rested with her eyes closed. In fact, she is somewhat dissatisfied. She loves mexiling, but she doesn't like losing her life for him. Mexiling's male chauvinism... Sometimes gives her a headache.

The bed was too soft and moody. Joey went to sleep unconsciously.

......

Moxiling sat by the bed, looked down at her for a while, stretched out a slender finger and smoothed her slightly wrinkled eyebrows.

It's not that he didn't know she was dissatisfied, but seeing her happy appearance because of his business trip, he was inexplicably angry and made a decision in an instant.

She was dissatisfied, but she didn't say it, and her face was still smiling. Since she knew she had wronged him, she had always been this cautious look in front of him, obedient, accommodating and clever.

She clearly behaved very well, but he had inexplicable anger in his heart and kept it hidden. He liked her who was obedient, but he didn't like her who was so obedient.

It was Joey who let him know that people's emotions can be changeable. He loved all kinds of expressions on her face, laughing and scolding, anything. Although she was weak, she was full of vitality. Now she seems to be wearing a mask, and all her emotions are hidden in every aspect. Occasionally, when she is anxious, she just raises her voice to speak, but the subsequent struggle is silent.

He lay down and held her in his arms. A small ball lay on his chest, soft and fragrant.

In fact, he was really reluctant to see her for three days. He was not used to not having her around him.

Pull the quilt cover, slowly close your eyes, and sleep quietly.

The plane was set to fly automatically and fly quietly through thick clouds in the vast night sky. At a certain distance, a smaller plane followed them closely, like a loyal guard, escorting them.

I don't know how long later, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to look at the time. He sat up, turned on the communicator, and his voice was low: "Yu, it's time."

Mo Ziyu answered at the other end, "OK, open the hatch in a minute."

Mexiling picked up Joey and the others and moved gently. The woman didn't wake up. She rubbed in his arms, as if she was greedy for the smell of him.

Mexiling smiled, bowed his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then walked to the cabin door. The cabin door opened for only one minute, but it was enough for him.

No one knows that at an altitude of 30000 feet, the blind area that can not be scanned by radar is as fast as lightning, shuttling leisurely between the two planes.

Moxiling carefully put Joey on the bed, stuffed a pillow in her arms, and said to Mozi Yu, "fall to the ground and wake her up."

"Yes, Xiling." Mozi replied in a deep voice.

Mexiling didn't stop. He turned and went out of the cabin and returned to his plane.

When the plane carrying Joey returned to the city, it was exactly 7:00 in the morning. Mo Ziyu stood by the bed and silently looked at Joey, who was still sleeping, with no expression on his face.

Mexiling calculated just right. When the plane landed, it was Joey's usual time to wake up. To wake her up, she was asked to get off the plane by herself, not him to hold her down. Mexiling always thought about this detail.

Mo Ziyu wants to kiss his mouth. Even if Mo Xiling doesn't explain, he doesn't want to hold Joey, okay?

"Joey, get up."

Staring at the woman shrinking into a small ball in the quilt, Mozi opened his mouth coldly.

Joey didn't move. His long black hair covered half of his face. He vaguely saw the pink lips wriggling slightly, as if muttering something.

Mozi Yu shouted again, "Joey, get up."

The woman moved back, but she drilled into the quilt, as if she blamed him for scratching her clear dream.

Mo Ziyu had no experience in such things and could not touch her. He stood silent for a moment, took out his mobile phone, adjusted the alarm and put it beside her pillow.

"Ding Ding..." the bell rang, and then it became louder and louder

Joey pulled out the quilt with a confused face, closed her eyes and touched the mobile phone. She felt that she wanted to turn off the alarm, but she couldn't turn it off. The bell was loud and noisy. She frowned impatiently. She seemed to be ruthless, and her fingers were ruthlessly touched.

Mo Ziyu stood there, watching quietly. She felt like a violent kitten. She had the feeling that his mobile phone would be thrown out the next second.

Fortunately, she didn't throw it away. Joey rubbed her eyes, sat up, looked down blankly at the noisy mobile phone. The focal length in her eyes gradually became clear. She finally recognized that this was not her own mobile phone. So the settings are different. After drawing a circle according to the graphics, the bell is finally turned off.

She looked up and was surprised to see Mo Ziyu. She instinctively hugged her chest, "Why are you here? Where's mexiling? "

Her flustered expression fell into her eyes. Mozi Yu smiled rarely: "Xiling is on a business trip. Let me bring you back."

Joey: "... Oh. Did he leave a message? "

"Let me wake you up. Nothing else." He paused and said, "let's go. The car is outside."

Joey followed him off the plane. The air was fresh and crisp in the morning. Joey took a hard breath and felt comfortable in his internal organs.

In the morning light, a row of small business planes glittered. Joey asked, "whose planes are these?"

"Belongs to Xiling."

Joey smacks her tongue. She has read the news on the Internet. She knows that such a business private plane costs hundreds of millions at the cheapest, and more than a billion or billions at the most expensive. This loser has time to say him.

When he got home, Joey brushed his teeth and suddenly stopped. Didn't he want to take her with him? Why did you send it back quietly?

He sucked his nose and his chest was a little hot. Moxiling couldn't read her heart, but he actually knew what she was thinking. Don't want her unhappy, so let Mo Ziyu bring her back.

The whole day was very quiet. The criticism on the campus had been basically settled. The atmosphere in the bedroom was like that, and she was used to it. But in the evening, a phone call broke Joey's calm mood.

The phone call was from a neighbor. He didn't say anything, so he asked her to come back quickly.

Joey listened to her tone a little strange and didn't ask much. He took his bag and ran to the school gate and called a taxi to her small supermarket.

When I got out of the car, I saw a crowd of people gathered in front of Yimei supermarket. Unexpectedly, there were TV reporters shooting with cameras.

Joey was worried and ran home. The person who called her was a very familiar neighborhood. He usually had the best relationship with Fang Jialiang and was eager to help. When he saw Joey coming, he waved to her.

Joey hurried over, "Aunt Chen, what's wrong with my family?"

Aunt Chen dragged her aside and explained the matter roughly.

It turned out that someone bought beef in Yimei supermarket yesterday. After eating it, he diarrhea and vomit. He was very uncomfortable. He took the remaining half and checked it and found that there were some small insects in it. The customer came to quarrel with a shopping ticket in the morning and wanted to lose money, but Fang Jialiang didn't admit that there was a problem with his things and refused to pay compensation. As a result, the customer fainted and was sent to the hospital by ambulance. Once checked, it was food poisoning, and the situation was not very good. Qiao Zhenxuan wanted to take the money to pay the medical expenses, but Fang Jialiang refused. He thought he had paid the money and admitted that there was a problem with his own things. In the afternoon, another customer came to trouble with moldy instant noodles. Just then, the family member of the food poisoning brought the reporter to expose it, so they quarreled again. It's been arguing until now.

Joey said, "Aunt Chen, do you believe my family will do this?"

"Of course I don't believe it. I can trust your parents' character. The store has been open for so many years and has never had an accident. Now there are two. I doubt there is something strange in it, so I quickly asked you to come back and see how to deal with it. Your mother was at a loss and swore inside. Your father is a Muggle again. Yi Yi, it's really not good. Let Mr. Mo come forward..."

"We will not shirk our responsibility. If it is not our responsibility, we should make things clear and return my family to innocence."

Aunt Chen grew up watching Joey and knew that she was a girl with her own opinions in case of trouble, so she called her. Now she looks calm, her eyes are firm, and she doesn't mess in the face of danger. She can't help but praise secretly and breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

Joey squeezed in from the crowd. Fang Jialiang stood in the middle with a red face. Qiao Zhenxuan sat aside. A woman raised several hospital test sheets in her hand and hissed to the reporter. Another fat man, holding a half bag of instant noodles in his hand, complained to the onlookers that he had bought inferior food.

Fang Jialiang retorted from time to time, while Qiao Zhenxuan kept silent.

Joey knows his parents and has never had such a thing since he opened the store for so many years. Qiao Zhenxuan has a high realm, is used to tolerance and loss, and doesn't like to quarrel with people in public.

Fang Jialiang was probably flustered. He was a little flustered. His retort was just a few words over and over. He was empty and powerless. In addition, his husband didn't help her. He looked isolated and helpless.

Joey was sad and said loudly, "Dad, mom, I'm back."