Devil President, Don't Bite Me

For the first time, mexiling felt powerless and afraid, not because there were two more people with problems, but because Joey had been sleeping since that day. It is said to be lethargy. In fact, it is no different from death. Her heart has stopped beating, her breath is gone, her body is gradually cold and stiff, her face is as white as paper, but her eyebrows are black, but she has no vitality. The pinch mark on the neck has not subsided. It used to be purplish red, but now it has become a black mass, like accidentally dropping a lump of ink on it.

In fact, these characteristics can prove that she is dead, but moxiling knows that she is not dead. Although her body becomes cold and stiff, his blood is in her body, he can feel that she is still alive.

She lay like a dead man for days.

Mexiling looked at her quietly, and a strange feeling filled his heart. It was as if he was holding a handful of sand in his hand. No matter how tight he held it, he couldn't stop the sand from leaking out of his fingers. It was her life. Although he was sure that Joey was alive, it would only get worse and worse, and he had nothing to do. It felt very, very bad.

He had never been so sad or so angry. Although he wanted to tear the two people to pieces, reason didn't let him do that. The two people, like the previous three people, became very silent after going crazy. They looked OK the previous two days and slowly weakened. The signs of decay are faster than ordinary humans, their faces and bones have changed, and they are uglier than normal old genetic mutants.

Zongbo believes that this is a new type of genetic variation, perhaps because some kind of touch makes their ability explode, go crazy, accelerate the metabolism in the body and become old in advance. If this is a spreading trend, it will be a disaster for people with genetic mutations. He was very worried about this and complained that moxiling kept Joey all day and didn't look for the reason.

Things have not been announced, the reconstruction in the west is still in full swing, but the Mohist school is cloudy and the atmosphere is dull. Zongbo was like a great enemy. Unable to move mexiling, he dragged Mozi Nuo drill in the laboratory and studied the body data of those people with meHe all day, trying to find the root of genetic variation.

Mozi Yu is more silent than ever, probably unstable again. He has always been in a state of transformation. His eyes are more scarlet at ordinary times. If you see them at night, they are like a pair of faint and luminous rubies. He didn't go anywhere. He stayed in the hall, or sat or stood in a daze. Mosiyu was worried about him and didn't dare to go out. He looked after him silently every day.

Even so, she didn't forget to deliver dinner to Cheng Chuyi. Cheng Chuyi was very worried when she heard that Joey was sleepy and asked to go and see her. Mosiyu is a little embarrassed. House arrest of Cheng Chuyi is the meaning of moxiling. The Lord doesn't speak. She can't make a good claim. Can't stand Cheng Chuyi's pleading, so he has to promise. Thinking of this extraordinary period, moxiling shouldn't say anything.

It happened that there was a deviation in the reconstruction plan in the West. Moxiling rushed to deal with it, so she arranged Cheng Chuyi to see Joey. When Cheng Chuyi walked into the hall, he saw Mozi Yu standing at the window. Because of his transformation, his back looked more rough than usual, his hands hung on both sides, and his sharp nails glowed darkly in the cold room.

Probably aware that she was looking at him, Mozi Yu turned back, his face was as expressionless as usual, but his eyes were gloomy. Cheng Chuyi just wanted to say hello, but he turned back indifferently, which made her look timid and embarrassed.

Mosiyu made a round on the side, "Yu is in a bad mood. Don't blame him."

Cheng Chuyi pulled his mouth and smiled, "is it because of sister Yi?"

"Well, there are other things," mosiyu said vaguely, not wanting to tell him too much about people with genetic mutations.

As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Chuyi's eyes turned red. "How did sister Yi become like this? What happened to her?"

Mo siqiyu couldn't explain, so he had to keep silent.

Cheng Chuyi went to bed, touched Joey's hand, and exclaimed, "Why are her hands so cold and hard?" Then he went to explore her nose. As soon as his hand reached under her nose, tears flowed down, and his voice choked, "sister Yi, is she dead?"

"Xiling said no," mosiyu whispered, "he can feel that Yi is still alive."

"But she's clearly out of breath," Cheng Chuyi seems to be a little afraid and takes two steps back. "Mr. Mo loves sister Yi too much. Can't he accept it?"

Mosiyu has also observed Joey. According to her judgment, Joey is indeed dead, but she dare not question what mexiling said. He said Joey is still alive, and she believed that Joey is still alive.

It is said that women are made of water. It is right to put this on Cheng Chuyi. Although she is a little afraid, she is too sad to help herself. She cries like a pear with rain. I am still pitiable. Mosiyu has to comfort her. "Xiling says that Yi is not dead, Yi is not dead. You have to believe him, Yi will be fine."

Cheng Chuyi nodded and sobbed, "let sister Yi have a good rest. I'll see her again in a few days."

Originally, this matter was hidden from moxiling. Seeing that Cheng Chuyi wanted to go on his own initiative, mosiyu hurriedly sent her out. Downstairs, Mozi was absent. Mosiyu was a little worried. He took Cheng Chuyi to the door and returned.

The sky was clear and the sun was warm. The light was colored because of the reflection of the sea and snow mountains. Cheng Chuyi stood in the sun, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt very comfortable. However, as soon as he opened it, there was a man standing in front of him, his scarlet eyes staring at her.

Cheng Chuyi was startled. "Son, brother Ziyu, what are you doing?"

Mo Ziyu didn't say anything, just stared at her.

His eyes were too sharp. Cheng Chuyi lowered his head, showed his snow-white neck, and said timidly, "I'll see sister Yi."

He slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the clothes on her chest and pulled her over. Cheng Chuyi was afraid and trembled, "brother Ziyu, what are you doing?"

Mozi Yu lowered his head, and Sen Leng's fangs scratched from her chin, causing her to tremble. The sharp fangs pierced the skin and brought a trace of pain. Cheng Chuyi thought he wanted to bite her. Although he was afraid, he tilted his neck higher to make it easier for him to lower his mouth.

Mo Zi Yu didn't move there, as if hesitating about something.

Cheng Chuyi said, "brother Ziyu, I know you endure very hard. Bite it. It doesn't matter to me."

Mo Ziyu tightened his fingers holding her clothes, but slowly raised his head and looked at the spot on her neck, which was pierced by his fangs. A small drop of blood solidified there, like a red bead.

Mozi Yu looked at it for a long time, suddenly stretched out his tongue and rolled the blood bead into his mouth. The moment his soft and hot tongue swept his skin, Cheng Chuyi's legs softened, and the whole person fell into his arms. It's a pity that Mo Ziyu grabbed her clothes and didn't fall down.

Mo Ziyu pushed him away rudely and said coldly, "go back."

Cheng Chuyi looked at him pitifully, "brother Ziyu..."

Mozi Yu's voice was slightly heavy, "don't you go yet?"

Cheng Chuyi bit her lip and left with half pity and half helplessness.

Mo Ziyu looked at her back and looked thoughtful. It was not until Cheng Chuyi disappeared from sight that he turned back.

Mosiyu was looking for him. Seeing that he suddenly appeared, he hurriedly greeted him: "Yu, where have you been?"

"I didn't go anywhere." Mozi Yu answered faintly and walked upstairs with an arrow step.

Mosiyu sighed silently. Since Joey fell asleep, his temper has become more and more strange.

Mozi Yu opened the door and walked slowly to the bed. He looked at Joey every day. Joey looked like this every day. His snow-white face, dark lips and rigid body were different from the vibrant Joey in the past. Xiling said she wasn't dead, and he also believed she wasn't dead. In his eyes, Joey wasn't a person who would die so easily. He just looked at her like this, and he couldn't do anything. He was really worried.

He bent down to hold her hand, which was colder than his. His heart twitched, lowered his head and put her hand on his face.

"What are you doing?" A low, cold voice came from the door.

Mo Zi's heart jumped, loosened his hand and straightened his waist. When he turned around, his face was expressionless, "let me see her."

Mexiling's eyes swept his hand, "go out and don't come in later."

"Xiling!" Mozi Yu protested, "why?"

"Because he is my woman," said mexiling, looking at him word by word, "and you, covet my woman."

"I," Mo Zi Yu opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything later, so he had to walk out of the door quickly.

These days, his heart was in a mess. He felt that he should do something, and he didn't know what to do. He didn't decline. He thought it was caused by his physical change, but moxiling's words cut the confusion in his heart like a sharp knife, so he had to look at his heart. Was he coveting Xiling's woman? Did he like Joey? No, it shouldn't be. He can't covet the Lord's woman.

But Joey's gloomy face lingered in his mind, and his anxious mood surged again. His self-discipline ability is no worse than that of mexiling. After the ban was lifted, he became more and more uncontrollable, and his temperament was more eccentric than before.

He remembered that when he was still in Jinling, mozino asked him this question. At that time, he still had a clear conscience, but at the moment, when he looked at his heart, he was in a panic for no reason.

Compared with the gloomy clouds on the island, Jinling City is full of joy. It's the new year. There are red lanterns hanging all over the streets in China. Although it has snowed for several days and the road is muddy, it can't stop the pace of the new year.

Fang Jialiang still lives in the original community. Although she has become a rich wife, she has little interest in luxury houses and famous cars. She just wants to live in peace. The only regret is that she just called and her daughter can't come back for the new year.

At first, I thought Joey would go back after staying abroad with mexiling for a few days. Later, I learned that mexiling was developing the international market there and couldn't come back in a short time. The girl actually quit school without saying a word and planned to stay there for a long time. Qiao Zhengxuan has a lot of complaints. Some complain about moxiling. It must be his request. Joey soft hearted agrees. Otherwise, how could his independent and strong daughter leave her studies and go with him.

She doesn't think so. The little couple are sweet. Who can stand the sudden separation? Besides, a man with good conditions like mexiling can be loved everywhere. It's right to follow closely.

She has no other expectations now, so she hopes they will hold the wedding as soon as possible, open branches and leaves early, and help take care of the children while she is still young.

Fang Jialiang imagined the handsome appearance of his unborn grandson and smiled happily.