Devil President, Don't Bite Me

It was very late. Mexiling had not slept yet. He leaned against the head of the bed to read. His legs stretched out straight. His face was peaceful, like a gentle and modest man in the old days, but the indifference and nobility between his eyebrows made him look like a prince.

Joey didn't sleep either. He was next to him. He looked down at his mind and touched the man's lower abdomen habitually.

Mexiling almost immediately put down the book and looked askance, "do you want it?"

Joey said inexplicably, "what?"

Mexiling stared at her hand, soft and slender, like a fire on his lower abdomen, as if the blood in his body rushed to the place of her hand, making him restless.

He didn't touch her for a few days. He seemed to itch everywhere. He didn't speak, but just stared at her.

The man's eyes gradually became hot. How could Joey not understand and turn around with a red face.

The man immediately pasted it, kissed it in her neck, and said in a low voice, "Little Joe, my little Joe..."

Every time he made out, his voice became very low and magnetic. Joey felt numb in his ears.

After accumulating for a long time, the explosion of power was as great as it could be. For a time, I only heard the crackling sound in the room. Joey was taken into the air by the man and butted against the wall. His voice was soft and intermittent: "don't be too... You'll hear..."

"It doesn't matter. The room is soundproof." The man is sweating like rain, the dark in his eyes is too thick to melt, as if burning a flame, burning himself and her.

Because the experiment in the evening was unsuccessful, Mo Qingze seemed to be in a bad mood and looked unhappy.

Mozino went over and handed him a glass of wine: "brother, don't worry, Xiling will find a way."

"I'm not worried, just a little disappointed. I hope Xiling can

Before the words were finished, everyone heard a bang bang sound. As soon as his face changed, he thought there was a foreign invasion. After listening carefully, mosiyu couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

Mo Qingze was a little embarrassed and took a sip of wine.

Mozi Yu still had no expression. When the voice sounded, only he was calm. For him, the voice was not strange.

Mozino laughed wildly, "Siyu, you have to change furniture again."

Mosiyu said with a smile, "as long as Xiling is happy, you can tear down the whole house." She asked mozino, "are you the same?"

"Of course not. I'm a normal person."

"You mean Xiling is abnormal?"

"Normal people don't do this. The aura in his body is too strong to be retracted and released freely."

"No way?" Mo Qingze said: "it's always bad to go on like this. The movement is too big. It's OK at home. If it's outside, it's easy to be exposed."

"I can't help him. I have to rely on him." Mozi Nuo said with a smile: "I've held it for decades. Once the ban is lifted, the consequences can be imagined. Understand it. Wait until he's passed."

Mosiyu looks down at his mobile phone and selects the appropriate furniture in advance. When moxiling and Joey get out of bed tomorrow, she goes in and has a look. It's targeted.

When everything calmed down, Joey opened his eyes and looked at the place, crying and laughing, "moxiling, can't you control it?"

"I can't help it this time. I've been away from you for too long," the man said with a blush on his face, but his eyes were magnanimous, as if it was a matter of course. Once the power that has been held for several days breaks out, of course, this will be the result.

He took Joey to the bathroom and asked her, "where do you want to sleep tonight? I have a room on the second floor. "

Joey remembers the room on the second floor, where mexiling inspected the goods for her. Now looking back, she has a fever on her face. She clearly remembers that the very thin metal chain locks her limbs in a big font... Some humiliation, some grotesque, and some obsession.

"Go to my room and sleep." She said.

"OK." Mexiling wrapped her in a bath towel and ran to the room at the other end of the corridor.

Joey found her pajamas and put them on. Moxi Ling was naked, but she was wearing a pair of pure white cotton pajamas, which looked lazy and leisurely.

He leaned on his head and stared at Joey: "Little Joe, are you worried about your life experience?"

Joey didn't want to hide it from him and nodded gently, "well, I'm a little confused."

Mexiling asked her, "do you want to leave your current parents?"

"Of course not," Joey looked at him in surprise. "Why do you ask?"

Mexiling did not answer and asked, "will you reduce your love and respect for them?"

"Of course not."

"Want to find your biological parents?"

Joey hesitated and shook his head. "No."

"Do you want to change your relationship with your current parents?"

"No, No."

Mexiling stared at her deeply: "in that case, what else do you have to worry about? Nothing has changed. They are your parents and you are their daughter. As before, you have not lost anything. "

Joey has been in a mess since last night. She distracted herself by mental things. She thought she wanted to be depressed for a while and think about how to face her parents, but mexiling's question made her suddenly enlightened. Yes, nothing has changed. What does she worry about? It's nothing!

It's much easier to figure it out. She kissed the man on the face and said with a smile, "you are quite enlightening."

"I never worry about meaningless things. It's stupid."

Joy smiled and pretended to be angry.

Moxi Ling scratched his eyebrows: "... Of course, your things are meaningful to me."

Joey snorted and couldn't help laughing again. He is learning to coax her. What a silly boy!

"Moxiling, don't worry about the experiment."

"I won't worry. I'm just thinking."

Joey didn't finish that sentence just now. She deliberately paused to hear what mexiling said. Unexpectedly, he denied it directly.

"Mexiling, have you never been worried?"

"Yes," he looked at her deeply, "for you, Little Joe."

"For me?"

"Yes," he bowed his head and kissed her lips, "because I couldn't get your heart. At that time, I was very distressed. Everything can be achieved as long as I want. Only you, Little Joe, I can't control your heart."

Joey's heart throbbed, and he always spoke bluntly: "mexiling, my heart already belongs to you. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

Joey seldom reveals his heart like this. Moxiling can't describe his mood and can only respond with a warm kiss.

He has never been happy for things or sad for himself. In his long life, he looked on coldly at this prosperous and prosperous era and saw all the joys, sorrows and joys in the world of mortals, but they were all other people, which had nothing to do with him. He was always lonely and lonely. His world, outsiders can not enter, he does not want to go out, but now, someone has come in, he has tasted the taste of love, so strong, and it is really good to live for the first time.

After an extremely lingering intimacy, Joey blushed like a red persimmon in winter. Her eyes were bright. She held the man's big hand, "moxiling, I'll help you."

The man raised his eyebrows: "how can you help me?"

"My blood can resist Verbena, you can..."

"Little Joe," mercillin interrupted her, and her voice suddenly sank, "No."

"Why? I want Siyu to protect them from Verbena. "

"No," he said, his face heavy as water. "You're mine. I'm alone."

"But..."

"That's it." Almost command tone.

Joey tooted his mouth and said nothing. Although moxiling was getting better and better to her, he knew from his face that he would not compromise.

He adheres to her in everything, but it must be within his permission. Once beyond, the male chauvinist guy is stubborn and itchy.

The two men were silent for a while, and Joey changed the topic: "mexiling, what are you going to do about my uncle?"

Mexiling looked at her: "I want to touch him, but your father doesn't agree. What do you mean? "

"Let my father deal with it. After all, it's his brother. He has no blood relationship and has been a brother for decades. He always has some affection." She frowned: "I just don't understand. Uncle has money and power. Why should he deal with us?"

"There's always a reason." Mexiling lay down and put his hands on his lower abdomen. "You want to know, I'll find the answer."

——

Qiao's general manager's office.

Qiao Zhenxuan sat on the black leather chair and looked at Qiao Zhenhai opposite: "brother, what are you doing this for? Over the years, we haven't had much contact with each other, and we are safe with each other. Why do you want to do these famous things, want to kill me, or want to force me to go? "

Qiao Zhenhai snorted coldly: "Zhenxuan, don't look angry. If my family didn't adopt you, would you have today?"

"I know that the Qiao family is kind to me. I Qiao Zhenxuan is not a person who forgets to think and is ungrateful, but that doesn't mean you can do anything wrong with me." Qiao Zhenxuan looked cold. "Brother, I just want to know why?"

"There's no reason, but you're not used to it."

"I'm not used to it, so I have to be cornered? Do you hate me so much? "

"Not to mention hate. Yimei supermarket belongs to Qiao's family. It belongs to me. I can take it back if I want to."

"After my father died, we signed an agreement. All the property belongs to you. I just want Yimei supermarket."

"Why do you just want Yimei supermarket? What's fishy? Did your father hide something good for you in Yimei? "

Qiao Zhenxuan was speechless: "do you think so of your father?"

"He has always been partial to you, but he is unreasonable to my own son, Qiao Zhenxuan. Am I right?"

Qiao Zhenxuan staggers his eyes. Qiao's father really treats him like his own son. He takes care of him everywhere. Instead, he is much more strict with Qiao Zhenhai. Recalling Qiao's father's voice and appearance, Qiao Zhenxuan couldn't calm down for a long time. No matter how Qiao Zhenhai treated him, he would never forget the kindness of the Qiao family to him.

"Brother, as long as you promise to stop, I won't pursue this matter."

Qiao Zhenhai looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled, "well, I'll stop, on the premise that you put ah Zhuang back to me."

"Ah Zhuang is in the hands of mexiling. You have to find his important person." Speaking of a Zhuang, Qiao Zhenxuan was a little angry: "brother, how can you lay hands on Yi? She's your niece!"

"I thought she was a niece. Did she think I was an uncle? If you climb a high branch, you won't pay attention to my uncle, and you won't invite me to the engagement banquet. "

"It's true that we did something wrong, but we can't just..."

"All right," Qiao Zhenhai waved impatiently, "I'm busy. Let's go. Also, you go to mexiling and get people back for me, otherwise I won't give up. "

Qiao Zhenxuan stood up and said coldly, "go and ask for people yourself. Dare to move Yi. I don't want you to work hard. Naturally, someone wants you to work hard."

When he went out, Qiao Zhenhai slammed a folder on the door and looked like a duck, "we'll see!"