Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Although mexiling said that the house was in front, Joey felt that he had walked a long way before he saw the house he said. It was a short building, all yellow, surrounded by a small yard, in which some clothes were hung.

Mexiling asked Joey to wait under the tree. He went to get the clothes. Joey told him, "you can tell people that we don't have money now, but we can help them do things and exchange labor for clothes..."

"Wordy" mexiling didn't finish listening. He turned and left.

Joey knows that he has communication difficulties and is particularly tired of communicating with strangers. It should be better for her to go. Unfortunately, her eyes are bad, and moxiling doesn't allow her to show up.

She saw mexiling go into the yard. Without entering the house to say hello, she took the clothes on the rope directly. Before taking them, he seemed to have carefully selected them.

Joey is anxious and wants to take it without asking. You should be quick. If you are seen, you will be caught as a thief! Although many people are not afraid of mexiling's skill, this is the human world. He can't expose himself.

She was carrying her heart and hanging her courage, but the man came back with his clothes. He found a place to avoid others and asked her to change her clothes. He also changed his clothes and looked at her up and down, "well, it's not bad."

Joey only saw that her clothes were white, and there seemed to be something dotted on them. She couldn't see clearly. She touched them with her hand before she knew it was an embroidered pattern. It was very complex and couldn't touch what it was.

Looking at mexiling again, he was wearing a dark dress, which was also dotted with things. She touched it, which was also a complex pattern.

"What are these patterns?" She asked.

"Local totem."

"Is this a minority area?"

"Like a tribe."

"Africa?"

"It's not necessarily Africa that has tribes." Mexiling tidied her hair. "Let's go. Now we need to get some money and find a place to have a good hot meal."

They walked slowly along the path, bypassing some houses, and the road slowly became spacious. They actually met an ox cart. The old man who drove the cart took the initiative to say hello to them, saying a language Joey didn't understand. Unexpectedly, mexiling could talk to him. Then they got on the ox cart and went to the town below.

The town is very lively. It happens to be market day. The streets are filled with all kinds of things. The residents here have patterns on their faces, wear clothes similar to them, and their skin is brown. Joey can't tell who they are?

But how do you get money in such a place? Joey, many people trade things for things. It seems that the living standard here is not very high. She's half blind. Everything comes from mercillin. She just follows around.

Mexiling found a place, opened the sheepskin bag, took out many dried lizards and put them on the ground, as well as rabbits and snakes.

Joey was surprised. She didn't know when he prepared these. It turned out that he said to make money to sell these things. But these things are everywhere in the desert. Can they be sold at a price?

Before she could understand, someone came over and squatted on the ground to pick up a snake to talk with mexiling. The man said a lot. Mexiling said only one sentence, and the man said a lot. Mexiling still had only one sentence. No matter what the man said, mexiling always had only one sentence, and then the man took out the money to him and took the snake.

Joey was curious. "What do you mean by that, Meryl?"

"Thirty dollars."

Joey: "...." the man must be bargaining with mexiling, but this one was single-minded and stuck to the price. Finally, he made a deal.

"Moxiling, you can't do business like this. What if he doesn't buy it? You can appropriately reduce it, make customers feel more comfortable and have a higher transaction rate. "

The man said faintly, "in my heart, that snake is worth thirty dollars."

"We're new here. We don't know the price of these things. We can't sell as much as you want."

The man looked at the bustling crowd, "people are insatiable."

There was a trace of disdain and anger in his tone. Joey couldn't help asking, "moxiling, have you ever suffered from anyone?"

He snorted, noncommittal, bowed his head and rearranged the things on the ground.

I don't know whether it was because he was good-looking or for other reasons. The things in the sheepskin bag were sold out quickly. Mexiling still showed his principle of no bargaining, and he really didn't charge less.

Finally, mexiling had to sell the sheepskin bag. Joey didn't give up. He didn't think about it in the hardest time. Now there's no need to exchange it for money. Although it's a dead thing, it came out of the desert with them after all. It's a memory to keep it.

They had a meal with local characteristics in the town. It tasted good, and there were rice, soup and green vegetables. These long lost hot food made Joey move his fingers and even burp a few times.

Mexiling asked Joey to sit in the restaurant and wait for him. He came as soon as he went. Joey didn't ask him what he was going to do. He smiled and joked, "don't leave me here and go by yourself."

He had already walked out a few steps, then stepped back, raised her chin and kissed her deeply. There was a kind laugh in the restaurant. Joey blushed with shame. He heard him whisper, "if I lose myself, I won't lose you. Darling, I'll be back soon."

Soon, indeed, soon, Joey drank a cup of tea, and moxiling came back. When he asked, he knew that he had left money for the family who took the clothes.

Joey looked at him and didn't know what to say.

In fact, in their situation, even if they stole two sets of clothes, it was understandable, but moxiling was always magnanimous and didn't want to get any small stain. He is a noble young man with his own code of conduct.

Next, mexiling took Joey to the hotel and asked for a room. Finally, there was a soft bed. Joey cheered and jumped on the bed and rolled happily.

Moxi Ling looked at her with a smile, "have a good sleep."

"And you."

"I'll make a call."

"Send someone to pick us up?"

"Well, it's time to go back."

Hearing the word "go back", joy's smile narrowed a little. After going back? The clansmen, Du Beizheng, Wu Tu, Su Xuandong, and the genetic mutants who were hostile to her, could not escape.

Seeing her worry, moxiling sat down and held her in her arms, "don't be afraid, everything has me."

They never talked about the future and the problems they had to face. Joey was trying to escape, but moxiling's idea was very simple. Of course, his wife had to be with him. As for the problems she had to face, he had to solve them.

"Mexiling, I don't want to separate from you." Joey lay in the man's arms and said stuffy. Just saying this has made her angina pectoris. If she is really separated... Joey can't imagine.

If before, she had pure love for mexiling, which is the so-called love, then after the journey to the desert, for the rest of her life, her whole person and even her soul belong to him. Her body has his blood and flesh. For her, mexiling is all. Love can be betrayed, but now she will never betray him again.

"Little Joe, how did we separate?" The man hugged her tightly, kept printing small kisses on her forehead, and gently comforted her.

Because of that sad remark, both of them had some ups and downs in their emotions. They held each other and kissed for a long time before they released.

Mexiling didn't leave immediately. He half hugged Joey and leaned against the head of the bed. When the woman in his arms was completely asleep, he got up and went out of the door.

As like as two peas in the bed, he was still sleeping, lying on the bed, bending his legs under his body, and being exactly the same as before. Now he can see how she can have such a peculiar sleeping posture. But at that time, he didn't think much. But even if he thought of it, what would fate have done to him?

Mexiling sat down by the bed with a gentle smile on his mouth. He was free to count. No one could escape the cloud shaking hand of fate!

Joey was half asleep and half awake. She felt that her face was wet and something cold rubbed around. She didn't lift her eyelids. She stretched out her arm and put her arms around the man's neck accurately. "I haven't woke up yet."

"You sleep with you," the man said in a hoarse voice, and his big hand got into her clothes.

How do you sleep here? Joy smiled helplessly and opened his eyes. In the desert, mexiling has been patient. Now there is a bed and enough to eat and drink. There is nothing to stop his enthusiastic attack.

Joey was also a little worried, "moxiling, this is a hotel. Don't tear down the house again."

"No, I can control it." He didn't lie this time. He was crazy before. He didn't care and couldn't control his strength. But after this resurrection, he tried his skills in the desert and found that he could retract and release freely. He won't make the house like a typhoon in the past.

It was nearly evening, the sun outside the window was still bright, the curtains were full, but the room was dark. The old ceiling fan was rotating slowly overhead, and the spacious wooden bed was creaking.

The woman straightened her waist and the man sank down. Both of them issued a light cry, like satisfaction, like a sigh.

This is a entanglement between heart and spirit. They don't close their eyes, look straight into each other's eyes, and put all the other's expressions into the bottom of their eyes. They are happy, happy, confused, adored, attached and satisfied... All kinds of emotions are mixed together, bringing unprecedented happiness. It is not only physical pleasure, but also the destination of the soul.

The setting sun slowly fell outside the window, and the sunset dyed the sky red. Through the thin curtains, a layer of light red floated in the house, and even the people entangled in the bed also dyed light pink.

The ambiguous atmosphere is intertwined. At the last moment, it is like fireworks rising into the night sky and setting out gorgeous fireworks. The man leaned against the woman's forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "Little Joe, I love you."

"I love you too, metheline," said Joey trembling. "I love you very much."