Devil President, Don't Bite Me

In the evening, mexiling took Joey back to the castle.

First, he doesn't trust her to stay alone. Second, he likes her in his own sight. Third, Joey should slowly understand the world of mutant people. In the future, it will also be her world.

All the preparations are ready. Joey follows mexiling to the basement. In a completely sealed white room, she sees Cheng Chuyi. She hasn't seen her for a few days. She seems to be mellow and is looking at the furnishings in the room curiously.

The room is nothing special. It is decorated as a lounge. There are abstract paintings with black and white lines on the wall, many soft sofas, generous tables and all kinds of drinks.

Cheng Chuyi sat cross legged on the sofa, eating with relish with a plate of cherries. When he saw Joey coming, his eyes brightened, "sister Yi, come and eat cherries. It's so sweet."

"Thank you," Joey went over and pinched one and put it in his mouth. It was really sweet. When he bit it down, it was fragrant.

Everyone was there. Mo Qingze sat on Cheng Chuyi's right with a glass of red wine in his hand and took a look at the little girl around him from time to time.

Joey was a little fussy before. Now the bystander knows. She thinks Mo Qingze seems to be interested in Cheng Chuyi. Think about whether to set them up, just like her and moxiling. At the beginning, they might have to take more detours without mosiyu's help.

Cheng Chuyi sees that mexiling is always a little timid, blushes and whispers hello.

Moxiling was always cold to outsiders, and his eyes flashed over her lightly and quickly. It was a response, but Cheng Chuyi was flustered for no reason. He half lowered his head and grabbed the small plate with his hand. Moqingze leaned over, patted on her back, and bowed his head to comfort her. Cheng Chuyi's tightly pursed lips slowly relaxed.

As Joey looked at them, he felt more and more like a pair of men and women who were in love with each other. It was only natural.

Unexpectedly, Mo ZiNuo came over and sat on Cheng Chuyi's left. He stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder and smiled a little evil: "little girl, do you miss me?"

Cheng Chuyi's face turned red with a brush. He subconsciously moved to Mo Qingze. However, Mo ZiNuo couldn't move around her. She was embarrassed and ashamed, and her head dropped lower.

Mo Qingze brushed Mo ZiNuo's hand down: "don't be afraid of her."

Mozi Nuo laughed and looked down at Cheng Chuyi's face, "scared?"

Mo Qingze draws the little girl to his arms and avoids Mo ZiNuo.

Mosiyu came to mosiling and lowered his voice: "Xiling, you can start."

Moxi Ling nodded and coughed. The two men around Cheng Chuyi looked up at the same time. They all sat still, but they just opened some distance from Cheng Chuyi.

Mexiling lowered his head and printed a kiss on Joey's lips. "I'll go to work."

"OK." She said that he took the opportunity to probe in and entangle for a while before he quickly withdrew.

Then he went to Cheng Chuyi and sat down opposite her, staring at her: "what do you think?"

Cheng Chuyi was afraid of him. He didn't know how to answer such an inexplicable sentence. He looked at him blankly.

Moxiling had no patience with women other than Joey, and his tone increased: "how do you feel now? Are you uncomfortable or tired? "

"No," Cheng Chuyi immediately replied, "I'm fine."

"Look into my eyes."

Cheng Chuyi: "... Ah?" Although I wonder, I subconsciously listen to orders.

What kind of eyes were they? They were deep and could not see to the end. They were like an ancient pond, which sucked her in.

This is Joey's first time to see mexiling hypnotize others. At this time, mexiling is different from usual. His face is gentle and soft, but his eyes are dark and sharp, like an unstoppable sword, which is directly nailed to Cheng Chuyi's face.

Joey was a little surprised. The hypnotists watching TV were all in a very gentle state. Why is mexiling so fierce?

Cheng Chuyi sat straight, but his eyelids closed uncontrollably.

Mozi Nuo and Mo Qingze don't know where to pull out a thin metal chain and buckle it on Cheng Chuyi's wrist. Mo Qingze pulled her head aside and touched the blood vessels on the side of her neck.

Cheng Chuyi is like a wooden man. He can fix what he looks like. Yu pulls over a small cart, picks up a thick cylinder needle on it, and plunges it down according to Mo Qingze's fingers.

Joey could not help but frown. In fact, it was not terrible. It was just the first time he saw someone stabbed by such a thick needle tube. He was instinctively surprised.

Soon the blood of a syringe was full, bright red and bright, and placed in a snow-white tray.

Before Ling Xiling asked, Mo Qingze raised his hand: "I'll try first."

Moxiling nodded slightly. Moqingze rolled up his sleeves, picked up the needle tube and plunged it into his arm without hesitation. He only pushed half the tube and stopped, because it had reached the standard content.

He stood up, suddenly rushed to the roof and fell down again. Joey knew he was working hard to make the blood fuse quickly.

Wearing gloves, mosiyu picked up a small bunch of Verbena on the cart, "is it OK?"

Mo Qingze stretched out his naked forearm and looked firm: "come on."

Mosiyu gently put Verbena on his arm. In the light, Joey could see clearly that Mo Qingze's skin was smoking. He bit his teeth as if he was suffering a lot.

Mosiyu hesitated and wanted to take the Verbena away. Mo Qingze's voice squeezed out from his teeth: "wait."

"Don't wait. The experiment failed." Messiling came to a conclusion.

Verbena took out, Mo Qingze's arm was rubbed with blood and flesh, and festered to healthy skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. Mozino on one side immediately sprinkled some black powder on it.

Although it was a special medicine, it was obviously not easy. Mo Qingze's face was twisted with pain.

The smoking and festering skin was gradually restrained and returned to normal bit by bit.

The time was not long, but Mo Qingze's calm face showed a trace of weakness and sat on the sofa for a long time without talking.

Joey finally saw the power of verbena and knew that it was indeed the natural enemy of genetically mutated people. Fortunately, Verbena could not threaten mexiling, otherwise she would be afraid all day.

Mozino asked, "is the dose not enough?"

Mosiyu: "the dose is estimated by Xiling. There should be no mistake."

"Or, it varies from person to person." Mozino said, "try another person."

Mo Ziyu, who has been silent, raised his hand: "I'll try."

The same step again, Mozi Yu's arm stretched out more stout, but the ulceration was more obvious. He also failed.

Mozino rolled up his sleeves and said, "why don't I try again."

"No, increase the dose, double." Mexiling said.

So the big needle pierced Chu Yi's neck again and quickly filled a tube of blood. Cheng Chu leaned on the sofa, tilted his head, motionless and unconscious.

Joey suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to draw so much blood. Could Cheng Chuyi's thin body bear it?

At this time, moxiling suddenly looked back at her. Her face was calm and her eyes were very light. Looking at her was like looking at a stranger. Joey's heart jumped and unconsciously staggered her eyes.

Mexiling turned back and continued to see the results of mozino. The same arm and the whole cylinder of blood were hit in. After a while, when the blood in the body was fused and the Verbena was put on, it immediately aroused a white smoke. The same skin was torn and flesh was blurred.

Moxi Ling looked at him expressionless and said coldly, "try another person."

In fact, we already know the results, but we must verify that every step must be in place.

Seeing Mo Qingze pick up the syringe, Joey thought he must be in pain. Will he be unable to do it? But Mo Qingze's action was faster than Mo Siyu's. he stroked Cheng Chuyi's neck with one hand, and the needle tube of the other hand quickly plunged down, and soon a tube of blood was full.

Joey couldn't see any mood fluctuation on his face. When he thought of the very light eyes of moxiling just now, he felt a little uneasy for some reason.

As moxiling expected, the result of mosiyu was still a failure.

Mo Qingze asked, "Xiling, is our speculation wrong?"

Mexiling was silent, but mozino continued: "I think it's right, but I don't know what the problem is?"

Mosiyu: "Chu Yi's blood really smells better than Yi Yi's. There is no doubt that she must be good for us." She picked Cheng Chuyi up. "I'll take her back to her room first."

Joey hurried to follow: "I'll go too."

Moxiling looked at her and didn't say a word. Joey was strange in his heart and walked out of the room quickly.

"Xiling, what do you think?" Mo Qingze asked.

Mexiling finally said, "keep it for a few days before you think of other ways."

Joey looked at Cheng Chuyi in mosiyu's arms with worry: "is she okay?"

"Nothing."

"But I took so much blood..."

"Everything is within a reasonable value. We analyzed her blood concentration and blood cells. Today's dose will not have any impact on her."

"Oh, that's good." Joey breathed a sigh of relief.

Mosiyu looked at her strangely, "Yi, you don't think we are people who don't have means, do you?"

Joey smiled. "I know you're not." No one is. Neither is mercillin.

Help Cheng Chuyi settle down. Joey goes to moxiling's room. Now she's used to staying in her fiance's room. Mosiyu rarely goes to the room arranged for her.

Pushing the door in, mexiling sat on the sofa with no expression on his face and stretched out his arms to her. Joey just wanted to raise his feet and felt a force holding himself floating towards him.

She knew that it was mexiling's spiritual power and wanted to compete with him. Unexpectedly, this power was incredible. Any resistance was of no use. People flew straight into the man's arms and landed on his legs.

Cold fingers raised her chin, and there was no emotion in her voice: "do you question me?"

"No," said Joey with a smile. After mosiyu's explanation, she knew she was worried too much.

"Think I'm bad? Regardless of life or death? "

"No, I know you're not that kind of person."

The man was silent for a moment. "Sometimes, I will be that kind of person, but for you, I will never."

Joey knows that mexiling is a person who does great things. Sometimes he can't be too soft hearted. He shoulders the mission of protecting his people, and there will always be some necessary sacrifices.