Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey felt he was dreaming again. He dreamed that moxiling was kissing her. He kissed very gently, as if she were a rare treasure, which would break when she was strong.

She was immersed in the kiss, unable to extricate herself, but not satisfied. She responded to him warmly and greedily. She just hoped that the dream would not wake up and could last longer and longer

The taste of sweet and fishy gradually filled her mouth. Her heart was shocked. There was a trace of clarity in her chaotic brain. Was it mexiling feeding her blood again?

Try to open his eyelids. The man's face is close at hand. He closes his eyes, his expression is almost pious, and his senses become clear. He is kissing her, intoxicated and tender.

Joy was stunned for a moment, and her once desperate heart was suddenly comforted, just like the long dried up fields were irrigated and green seedlings grew.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, hugged him tightly, responded fiercely to him and pestered his tongue.

Mexiling seemed to be aware of it. She paused and kissed her with a more crazy attitude. It seemed that she had been depressed for too long. All the vent was looking for the exit, all the blood was pouring up, and all the cells were burning... No matter where they were, whether there would be quicksand to drown them or not, they didn't care about anything. They just knew to entangle, vent, and indulge

Joey was so shocked by his kiss that her body closely adhered to him, but it didn't seem enough. He severely strangled her waist as if to strangle her into her body. She seemed exhausted and energetic. The bloody smell in her mouth became heavier and heavier. I didn't know who bit who. All the air in her lungs was evacuated. She stopped breathing suddenly, but she couldn't stop the kiss. She would rather die than stop!

Once the gate of emotion is opened, it can no longer be closed, like a flood, surging. When moxiling realized that something was wrong and looked up, he found that Joey had fainted again. He knew it was caused by brief suffocation, so he didn't panic, so he hurried to her.

Joey soon woke up. She raised her eyelids and asked weakly, "Meryl, am I going to die?"

Mexiling held her hand. "No, I won't let you die."

"Then why did you kiss me? Are you pitying me? "

The man paused obviously, his dark eyes shining, "no, I love you."

Because I love you, I kiss you, even if you lie to me, even if you never like me, even if you save me to get out of this desert, my dear girl, this love has been engraved into my bone marrow and can't be changed.

The world was so quiet that Joey only heard her heartbeat, as if she had come back to life. The day of walking dead was completely over because of this sentence, and she was reborn.

"I love you too, mexiling. I love you very much, especially you. I can't bear to lose you. I want to die immediately. I don't know how to make up for it, and I don't dare to ask your forgiveness. That knife is like being inserted into myself and torturing me all the time. I can't believe what I've done. I love you so much. How can I do it, mexiling, Do you know what it's like? I want to die, but death can't free me, because you can't live... "

She spoke incoherently, and her grievances and depression were finally vented. Later, she burst into tears and began to cry.

Mexiling's eyes were darker than the night. He didn't say anything. He just held her face and kissed frantically. His kisses fell on her eyes, bridge of nose, cheeks, lips, ears, neck and shoulders like a rainstorm... Each kiss was so hard, sucking red marks, sucking her slightly painful, but she needed this pain and told her that all this was true, Not dreaming.

Mexiling ate all her tears into her stomach and blocked her mouth. His eyes became deep and hot. His hands began to get into her clothes and knead her skin

"Mexiling..." Joey's voice escaped from his lips and teeth, low and soft, and passed into the man's ears.

"I'm..." he responded to her, covered his body, clasped his fingers, and then sank slowly

At the end of the night, in the moonlight, both bodies are lingering

The morning light catches the eastern sky, and both bodies are still lingering

It was not until the temperature slowly rose that they finally ended, lying exhausted on the sand and gasping for breath.

Half a ring, Joey opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "moxiling, we are so stupid. We have spent so much energy and can't go today."

"Then don't go." The man held her in his arms, put his chin against the top of her hair and kissed her gently.

"Just lie down? You'll die from the sun. "

The man smiled. "Let's do it again before we die."

"You're kidding," said Joey angrily, stroking his strong chest.

The man was quiet for a moment and his voice was low. "Death is not terrible. What he is afraid of is that life is better than death." Ever since the dagger was inserted, he has been living rather than dying.

Joey was silent. Of course she knew, because she felt it.

A few days ago, I thought that in front of life and death, feelings can stand aside. Now I finally understand that life and death is secondary in front of feelings. Even if they are both killed by the sun at the moment, so what? As long as he was there, she was not afraid even in the underworld.

After lying down for a while, mexiling pulled her up. "Let's go. We can't wait to die here."

Joey looked down at herself. All the scars left by sanding last night were cured by mexiling's saliva in the lingering scene just now. Her skin was intact, but her physical strength was overdrawn, her legs were as soft as noodles, and she couldn't take a step.

Seeing her like this, Moxi Ling simply bent down and said, "come on, I'll carry you."

"No." His situation is not much better. How can he increase his burden.

"Don't carry it, do you want to hold it?" he smiled and opened his arms to her, and his words were full of the smell of doting.

Joey's nose suddenly sour. I haven't seen her for a long time, so that her unpromising red eyes again, "no, I'll go by myself."

"How can you walk if you don't have the strength," moxiling put his finger to her mouth. "Take a few mouthfuls of blood to replenish your strength."

Joey stared at him. "Don't think about it. Don't do it again. I'll be angry." With that, she stepped forward.

Moxi Ling stood there without moving. He counted silently in his heart. Sure enough, he counted to five. Joey's body shook and fell askew. He stepped forward and caught it, "can you have fun?"

"Anyway, I won't..." before he finished, his mouth was blocked, and a mouthful of sweet and fishy liquid was measured and pushed down her throat.

"Moxiling, you..." she just opened her mouth and said. He took another mouthful of blood and blocked her words back.

When she took the third bite, she was so cruel that she clenched her teeth that she didn't open her mouth. Mexiling had blood in her mouth. She couldn't speak or use force. She had to clamp her chin and force her mouth open. He just put his tongue in, and she bit hard, which made him frown with pain, but she poured the blood down.

When they parted, their lips were bloody and panting, like two fighting beasts who had just finished fighting.

"I'll be angry if you're so disobedient." The man said calmly.

Joey closed his lips and looked at him stubbornly.

"Just made up, do you want to quarrel again?" He warned her.

Joey snorted heavily, "it's not an example!" He strode forward.

Mexiling caught up with him and finally admitted, "don't think you owe me. In fact, it's my fault to get such a field. I should have taken you away early in the morning. "

"What do you mean?"

"When I left from the Populus euphratica forest, I was in good condition. I had food and water. I should have no problem leaving with you. I just wanted to get out of the desert, and you would leave me..." speaking of the back, his voice became lower and lower, and a blush floated on his face. For him who has always been aboveboard, it was hard to speak of his evil intentions.

Joey was stunned. "Now..."

"Not now. The sun has burned my skin," he raised his arm to show her. The silver white light spots glittered. "The melting point of the skin has decreased. It will not become like this at noon. It can only be short-term vertical Qi, and it will consume a lot of physical strength. The gain will not pay off the loss."

Joey understood that it was no wonder that his collar had to stand up, and his whole body was almost wrapped in black clothes, except that his coat was damaged in several places, and his exposed skin was silver.

"You have to find a way to sew your clothes," Joey worried and stuffed the rag back into the hole, trying to cover it more. "It can't be dried like this every day."

"It's just a burn. It's OK. It'll be better when the temperature drops at night."

"I remember when you were in black soil, your skin became so hard that you couldn't even pierce the ice vertebrae. Can you be like that again?"

Mexiling shook his head. "It's a kind of self-protection. It's only like that at the most critical moment. I'm still the same as before."

"But I always think that after your resurrection this time, you are different from before. Your combat effectiveness is stronger. Even Su Xuandong can't beat you."

"Probably, maybe it has something to do with gene mutation."

"Su Xuandong is going to be depressed. He finally saved you, but it turned out like this. Moxiling, it's not worth it for me."

"Silly words, someone wants to kill my wife. Can't I watch and save it?" After a pause, he said, "moreover, it was not su Xuandong who saved me."

"No?" Joey opened her eyes in surprise. She saw it with her own eyes on the day when mexiling was resurrected.

"No, he just sealed my wound and protected my heart with a seal. He didn't really save me."

"How did you come back to life? Maybe someone else saved you? "

Mexiling held her hand and smiled on her lips, "I think it's you."