Devil President, Don't Bite Me

After a while, mexiling really came to call her, but he didn't speak. He swept her eyes and motioned to go with him.

Even if the initial embarrassment and embarrassment passed, since it was agreed to go together, it was impossible not to talk. Joey chased up and stood side by side with him: "do you know where this is?"

Mexiling shook his head.

"Is it a mirage?"

"No."

This answer is mixed. It's not a fantasy. Su Xuandong can't reach them and can't embarrass them any more, but the real nature is far more terrible than Su Xuandong, because you never know what's waiting ahead? How long will it take them to go out? Can you get out?

In the deserted desert, there is no water, no food, no compass, and the only direction is the sun. But if people stay in the desert for a long time, their brains will swell and their minds will become confused. They often fall into it and finally become a mummy.

"We have to find water first."

Mexiling finally looked at her, "thirsty?"

Joey licked his lips. "It can boil now, but we can't go out without water."

Mexiling took a piece from his pocket and gave it to her: "put it in his mouth."

Joey took it over and saw that it was grass roots, which had dried up, but there was still some water. She was about to put it into her mouth and suddenly asked him, "what about yourself?"

"I still have." He said and took another big step away from her.

Joey held the grass, hesitated and put it in his pocket.

In this way, they walked from the high sun to the west of the sun. There were beautiful fire clouds in the sky. When they burned for tens of miles, the distance visible to the naked eye was all red. The raging fire was the most beautiful color. The flame all over the sky was so strong that it seemed to fall. Joey was stunned. He stepped on the sand with one foot deep and his face was shocked. If it weren't for this deserted place, How can we see such a shocking scene.

Nature is so magical and strange!

Suddenly, her body tilted and rolled down from the sand dune. She raised her eyes in panic. Mexiling stood on the sand dune and looked on coldly. She didn't mean to save her.

Joey sighed sadly. When she rolled to the bottom, she stood up and climbed up with her hands and feet. Don't expect him to give a hand. Now they have nothing to do and are more strange than strangers.

Mexiling looked at it like this. When she climbed up, she said faintly, "I said, you have to lose yourself. I won't care."

Joey knew he was blaming himself for watching the fire cloud all the way and didn't pay attention to the road under her feet. She pursed her lips: "I know, I won't do it again next time."

The temperature dropped slowly and there was no wind, but Joey felt much more comfortable. She asked mexiling, "why don't we hurry at night? It will be faster."

Moxiling walked in front of her with a cold voice: "can you sleep in the sun?"

Joey thought, that's right. If he didn't have a good rest, how could he have the spirit to hurry.

The two walked for a while. Moxiling chose a flat place to stop and rest. Joey sat on the ground and was too tired to move. Finally, he took out the grass roots in his pocket and put them in his mouth. A sweet taste flowed down his throat. That taste... Joey smacked, and Qiongyao jade paste was just like that.

With a blink of an eye, the black shadow swept past his eyes like a gust of wind. It was mexiling. He left angrily.

Joey's mind was empty. He got up and ran after me. He shouted as he ran after me: "mexiling, it's agreed not to leave me."

After shouting twice, no one answered. Her tears fell down and she stumbled on the sand dunes. At this time, she was still a queen, just a poor little girl abandoned by others.

The more I think about it, the more miserable I feel. I clearly agreed. Why do I still want to leave her? I really hate her so much that I won't stay with her for more than a second?

She burst into tears, like a lost child, regardless of the wound involving her chest. It hurts both inside and outside. One of the two hurts is like wearing it right.

Suddenly, a palm patted her on the shoulder, "what are you crying about? I didn't go."

The cry stopped suddenly. Joey opened his eyes. It was really mexiling standing in front of him. Under the night, his tall body stood upright, and his dark eyes stared at her. The look in her eyes seemed very plain, and it seemed to roll up a dark tide. It was an emotion she couldn't recognize.

Joey received it too quickly, and the sour meaning had not been completely suppressed. After pausing for a while, he sobbed slowly, "where have you been?" There is resentment in his tone, and he seems to be coquettish.

In fact, she always wanted to cry. There were too many unhappiness in her heart, but there was no chance. She became Qingyuan. Qingyuan was a powerful Queen and would not be weak enough to cry. She endured and supported, but in front of mexiling, her hard shell was removed, revealing her weak heart.

In front of him, she was nothing, just a weak little woman who needed love.

Mexiling didn't answer. He went aside, threw his things on the ground and began to work.

Joey wiped his tears and followed him. He saw a bundle of dead branches and several dead lizards thrown on the sand. Then he came to understand, "did you find something to eat?"

Mexiling still didn't answer her. He sat on the sand and began to make a fire. He gutted the little lizard and roasted it on a branch.

Joey bit his lip and rubbed it over. "Moxiling, do you hate me so much that you don't even want to talk to me?"

After a long time, the man finally said, "talk less and keep physical strength." He threw the roasted lizard to her. "Eat and go to bed."

Joey knew that she had no face and skin, and it was not easy to do too much. She took the little lizard and buried her head in eating. The meat was very fragrant, even the bones were very brittle, but there was no water. When she swallowed it, she always stuck to her throat. She put only half of the grass roots in her mouth, accompanied by a trace of sweet taste, and the little lizard tasted more fragrant.

Two or three little lizards can't bury their stomachs, but it's better than No. they finally have something in their stomachs, so they won't be too dry. Except that the wound hurt a little, Joey was very satisfied. The most important thing is that mexiling is around.

Overhead is another huge moon, bright and clear. The sand dunes under the moonlight have a hazy beauty, like a woman's carcass, extending and soothing, with beautiful curves, which makes people feel extremely gentle. They just want to lie in her arms and enjoy the mysterious world.

Joie looked at her, and suddenly there were several ineffable lenses in her mind. She looked at her face with a low face, and bowed her head to play with the sand. She did not know what was going on. In such a beautiful artistic conception, she thought of the picture that she was touching with Mexico.

Secretly glanced at mexiling. He sat beside the fire with his knees in his arms. He was distracted in the distance. His eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and the lower palatal line was also relaxed. It could be seen that he was relaxed at this moment. The fire reflected in his eyes, shining brightly and more brightly than the stars in the sky. Joey had only peeked at it, but as soon as he looked at it, he couldn't take back his sight.

Mexiling suddenly turned her head at this time. Joey couldn't avoid it. She was looked at and looked at each other. She was stunned. Under the starlight, everything seemed quiet and beautiful, including the tenderness and attachment in men's eyes. Joey thought she must have read wrong. She was so wrong that her heart was sour that she quickly turned her head to one side.

His heart pounded for a long time before it calmed down. Then he raised his eyes. Mexiling was no longer in place. He stood on a higher sand dune, like a Populus euphratica in the desert.

Joey knows he won't leave and lies down to rest. She really needs to rest. She's not like a genetic mutant. She can stay awake for days and nights. She's a werewolf. In addition to carrying cold, others, like humans, want to eat, drink and rest.

Probably because mexiling was around, she had no worries. She soon fell asleep. She dreamed of a big dog with long golden fur. It was very elegant and beautiful. Her wet eyes looked at her gently, and her tail swayed gently behind her. She touched the head of the big dog. The big dog rubbed in her arms, and then stretched out her tongue to lick her. It was warm and itchy. She smiled and pushed it, but the big dog had great strength and couldn't push it. She let it go, because it licked her very comfortably, which was comfortable

Joey suddenly opened his eyes and bumped into a pair of dark and bright eyes. In the moonlight, the man's face was slightly red. He looked at her and buried his head

The itchy feeling made Joey grow up all over. She was stiff there and didn't dare to move. Although she knew that moxiling was healing for her, that position... Was too ambiguous.

The clothes are half open, revealing a piece of snow-white skin. The wound is red, swollen and inflamed in the hot sun. Next to it is the towering snow peak. Moxi Ling doesn't squint and doesn't care whether the wound is dirty. He gently covers his lips on it

Joey couldn't refuse, which would make her feel hypocritical. In such a place, any wound would become more serious under the scorching sun. Mexiling healed her wound in hope that she would not hold back. She understood that her heart beat and breath could not be controlled.

She thought that mexiling must have heard her wild heartbeat and despised her, but her hand had been inserted into his short black hair uncontrollably.

The man's body suddenly stiffened. After a while, he raised his head, "what are you doing?"

Her face was red as blood, her breathing was disordered, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak. What can she say? It seemed that nothing was right. She just reacted instinctively. As before, it was like the program was set there. As soon as she pressed the switch, she would act accordingly. And mexiling is her switch.

Mexiling could not see any emotion on her face. She stretched out her hand to cover her clothes, got up, bypassed the sand dune and disappeared into her sight. This time, she didn't chase him because she knew he hadn't gone far.

Joey opened her clothes and looked. The wound was healing. She lowered her head in shame and grabbed her hair.

Why do they always lose their manners in front of him? They are clearly impossible. How can a genetic mutant or a werewolf have a future? What's more, she killed him once. Next time, it will be his turn to kill her. They are separated by the old feud of two races, mountains and rivers, and a natural moat that can never be crossed.