Devil President, Don't Bite Me

After seeing off mosiyu, Joey returns to the ward and listens to what Qiao Zhenxuan has said before he knows what's going on.

It turned out that the newly opened Huimin supermarket opposite Qiao's house has been on sale since its opening. It has been almost a month, and there is no sign of stopping. For small supermarkets, the profit is thin, the passenger flow is not large, and the loss will not exceed a week at most. Otherwise, Huimin can't afford to lose. It's obviously strange to do so.

As a result, the Huimin sale directly led to the northwest wind in Qiao's Yimei supermarket for more than half a month.

Fang Jialiang is an acute child. If it weren't for Qiao Zhenxuan's pull, he would have gone to find Huimin theory half a month ago. Every time Qiao Zhenxuan comforted her and said, "let them sell. The more they sell, the more they lose."

Fang Jialiang also knows that it's such a reason, but the fresh goods in his small supermarket can't stand to be put, so he has to cut the price. No one wants it. In a month, he throws two baskets of eggs, but he can't prepare the goods. If there are guests, there's nothing, and it's even more meaningless to spread it.

This morning, Fang Jialiang saw that more than a dozen eggs were broken. He was so angry that he took the basket of eggs to the opposite side for judgment. Qiao Zhenxuan dragged her down. She refused to give up her body and insisted on finding Huimin theory. The two husband and wife stood at the door of the store and tangled. As a result, the basket of eggs fell to the ground. Fang Jialiang just pushed Qiao Zhenxuan away with great force. His feet slipped and fell heavily, and then he couldn't get up.

Qiao Zhenxuan was a little angry about it and said to Joey, "it was good. Your mother insisted. Did she ask for it?"

"As long as you can bear it, people are bullied and hide at home. If this continues, we Yimei will simply close the door."

"As I said, the more they sell, the more they lose. Our store is owned by ourselves and no one is hired. It's a water and electricity management fee every month, and they can't lose much."

"Time is lost. What should the supplier do if he asks for accounts? I haven't bought anything, and I can't get the money back. What will I pay for it? " Fang Jialiang was lying in bed fighting with her husband. He blushed and his neck was thick: "you are always like this. You were bullied by your eldest brother and didn't dare to say a word. You took a small shop to live. Now you can't even open the shop. You're still enduring it. I've been with you for more than 20 years. I'm really tired of being cowardly!"

When Joey saw his mother mention old things, he quickly stopped him: "what do you do when you mention the past? What needs to be solved now is Huimin. Mom, leave it alone. Leave it to me and I'll go to them to argue. "

"Yi Yi," Qiao Zhenxuan looked at her anxiously, "don't go, I'll go."

Fang Jialiang snorted, "I think it's better for Yi to go. She's not like you. Soft persimmons can be pinched."

"Mom!" Joey glanced at his mother, motioned her not to say, and said to Qiao Zhenxuan, "Dad, what do you want to eat, I'll order."

"I'd better buy it," Qiao Zhenxuan said. "There are good restaurants nearby. I'll pack some bags back."

When Qiao Zhenxuan went out, Joey and Fang Jialiang discussed how to negotiate with Huimin supermarket. The reason why they had to negotiate behind Qiao Zhenxuan's back was that he was too isolated from the world. Joey respects his father since childhood, but sometimes his tolerance is a little unprincipled. Huimin obviously wants to force Yimei to close the door. Joey can't stand it if he doesn't find the door after being bullied like this.

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Mosiyu returned home and reported the situation to mosiling, telling him that Joey might leave for a few days.

Moxiling's hand holding the pen stagnated and raised his head: "how many days away? Who allowed it? "

Mosiyu explained: "her mother went to the hospital and needed to be taken care of, so..."

"Let the nurse take care of her." Moxi Ling said faintly, "are ten enough?"

"Xiling, it's Joey's mother lying in the hospital bed. It's human nature. She must stay in the hospital."

"She is my woman."

"But that's her mother!"

Moxiling's slender white fingers knocked on the table, "do you mean her mother is more important than me?"

"In Joey's heart."

"If you don't let her go to the hospital, she will be angry?"

"It should." Mosiyu said, "unless you lock her memory again."

Mexiling looked at his fingers and said, "well, let her come back in three days."

Mosiyu sighed in his heart, "her mother has a bone fracture. It is estimated that she has to stay in bed for a period of time, three days..."

"Just three days, no more," Merseyside Ling coldly interrupted her. "Also, you're my man. Don't talk for her."

Mosiyu swallowed his words and said softly, "I know." He retreated in silence.

She doesn't speak for Joey, but just wants to make moxiling mentally prepared. After all, Joey is different from them. In the world of ordinary human beings, birth, old age and death are the law of life and very important, but they are insignificant. That's why mexiling reacted like that.

He still gets along with too few people and doesn't understand the world at all.

This morning, when Joe Yi's illness was a little sudden, she became suspicious. When she saw that she had dropped the perfume bottle from her room and the window was wide open, she knew something about it.

Mexiling is extremely smart. He manages such a big mexiling in good order with his own strength. He doesn't know how to get along with others. Even if he is separated from them by a certain distance, let alone Joey, so they don't get along so happily.

She worships mexiling. Naturally, she hopes everything goes well for him and wants to help him improve his relationship with Joey, but he doesn't look right. Just think about it.

She is more in awe of mexiling than worship!

Mexiling wrote a few words and suddenly felt bored. He threw his pen on the table and turned his chair towards the window. He looked into the distance. There was the gate outside the castle. There was a two lane road outside the gate. He could see any vehicle or pedestrian on the road. And that woman will appear in three days!

He stood up, supported the windowsill, and jumped up from the window to the roof. There were many triangular spires on the roof, which stood obliquely and surrounded into small circular holes. The spires blocked the sun and were very cool.

Mexiling jumped into a circle hole and sat down. His feet rested obliquely on the side of the spire, his hands flat on his belly and closed his eyes. Whenever he is in a restless mood, he always likes to stay here and calm down to think about problems.

In fact, he is rarely restless, but the stagnation of Qi has become more and more serious in the past two years, affecting his stability. Occasionally, there will be an uncontrollable situation, so Mo Qingze advised him to find a woman.

He never liked women because they were too weak. Women had only one effect on him - intercourse and pleasure. That can make his blood flow faster and reduce stagnation of Qi.

But he has a mania for cleanliness. Although those women look very clean, he doesn't want to touch them, because he can read his heart. He knows what they are thinking?

They wriggled their waist and smiled at him flatteringly. They saw that his eyes were full of desire and hope, and he only felt ugly.

Once there was a girl who was pure and quiet and looked good. Mo Qingze strongly recommended it. He finally nodded and was sent to take a bath. But when the girl came out, he regretted it. He would rather endure the pain of stagnation of Qi than touch it.

Until the day I met Joey, her footsteps were light and slow in the sound of the piano, as if she came towards him with a kind of lonely courage.

He was a little surprised because no one dared to walk around the Mohist school without permission.

She entered the door, but kept walking. She wanted to get close to her. This made him a little unhappy, so he had to stop and see where she was?

Three meters away, he saw a fresh and vivid face with dark hair hanging on both sides, lining the sharp point of his small face. His black eyes twinkled like gemstones under the lamp. His face was filled with a faint blush, his pink lips were slightly tooted, and he looked at him in surprise.

At that moment, he only felt that she was so clean and beautiful, and the stagnant Qi in her body dispersed silently. His body moved and quickly came to her like lightning. He smelled a faint aroma, not the aroma of cosmetics, but the smell of blood flow in her body. It was fragrant and sweet. He stuck it in her neck for a long time and greedily smelled it. The stagnant Qi in his body almost dissipated and could not feel it at all.

He was surprised that it had never happened before. She seemed to be the only one in the world who could make him so happy.

The purpose of the dance is to select women for him. Mo Qingze is responsible for selecting people. He only inspects the goods. This time, he chose the person himself. No matter who she was, she had to stay in the Mohist school, stay with him, and let her go when he didn't need it.

But she was not obedient, crying and crying, and tried to assassinate him, sometimes weak, sometimes bold, sometimes clever, sometimes stubborn. He was surprised by every face and thought it was very interesting. Sometimes he even wanted to force more expressions from her.

He was angry last night. At the thought of her trying to get out of his control, he was angry and punished her severely. In fact, it was a very light punishment for him, but she was ill in the morning. He knew that he was caught in cold water last night and didn't close the window all night, so he had a cold and fever.

For the first time, he was a little annoyed. He had left, but he came back. He saw her groaning in bed. He didn't even think about it. He even bit his finger and wanted to feed her spiritual blood. Fortunately, mozino stopped them. His finger didn't reach into her mouth. Now think about it, they all thought it was funny. How could he do that? It's not like Mo Qingze they were worried about, but there is saliva in her mouth. It's so dirty. How can he put his hand in it?

It's noon and it's still early in the evening, but she's not here today. At the thought of here, a lot of stagnant Qi seems to have returned to his body and depressed together, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Mexiling's hand was in the air. The sun was so fierce that his hand seemed to be transparent, and his white skin was burning a little painful. It was like a red iron wire burning on it, wheezing.

Mexiling took his hand back, and the back of his hand was slightly red. The burning feeling could not disappear for a long time.

He looked coldly for a while, raised his head and cast his deep eyes into the distance.

At night, he has to find her!