Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Looking at the quiet dark night, mosiyu was worried.

Mozino patted her on the shoulder: "what are you doing with a bitter face? Xiling really wants to go. Who can stop him?"

Mosiyu smiled bitterly. "What he said is that no one can stop Xiling's decision."

"Don't worry, Siyu," said Mo Ziyu. "Xiling hasn't been out at night. No one will find him."

"I'm worried about Xiling to Joey..."

Mozino smiled: "are you worried that Xiling is in love with Joey?"

Even Mozi Yu smiled: "you think too much. Xiling is not interested in women. He just likes the taste of Joey."

"I'm just worried about this. What if Xiling becomes addicted to Joey and gives up smoking?"

Mozi Nuo and Mozi Yu looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time: "no, Xiling has never disappointed us."

At this time, Mo Qingze came down from upstairs, "do you see Xiling?"

Mozi Nuo was stunned. "Isn't he upstairs?"

"Five minutes ago," Mo Qingze came and sat down. "I just came out of the study. His tea cup was still warm, but he disappeared."

"Have you looked for the roof?"

"I went up and saw it, but I didn't."

Mosiyu sighed, "it seems that he really went."

Mo Qingze's face changed: "you mean he went to find Joey?"

"I'm afraid so."

Mo Qingze suddenly stood up, "what are you still sitting doing? Hurry to find it!"

"Elder brother, you always worry about things in vain. Xiling didn't go out at night." Mozino said.

"That's with me. He seldom goes out alone." Mo Qingze asked Mo Siyu, "which hospital does Joey's mother live in?"

"Forget it, brother, Xiling is not a child." Mosiyu said, "you always manage him like this, which will make him unhappy."

Mo Qingze stood for a moment and sat down again. "Xiling said Joey was helpful to his stagnation of Qi and made his stability better and better. I think it's just the opposite. Joey's influence on him seems to deviate from the track. When will moxiling run out for a woman?"

The hero discussed by Mo Qingze is silently jumping over the tall trees. Under the faint moonlight, he looks like a ghost. He only vaguely sees the flash of light and shadow and disappears in the dark night.

It's late at night. There are few pedestrians and few cars on the road. Because it's quiet, you can clearly hear the friction sound of tires pressing on the road when standing high.

"Brush -" a car sped past from the front of the building. The scarlet tail light crossed the night like a meteor and soon went away.

Moxiling stood straight on the roof, his face cold, and his eyes looked coldly and sharply at the quiet street.

The VIP ward is under his feet, but he can't smell Joey - she's not here! She ran away and ran away from him through her mother's illness!

This fact made him angry and murderous. After enduring it for a long time, he didn't jump in from the window and strangle her parents.

The neon lights on the high-rise buildings in the distance hang down like streamers, flashing and changing colors. Red, green, blue and purple intersect, dazzling in the night.

Mexiling only felt upset. He went to the side. There was no one below. He opened his arms, jumped towards the vast night, drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell sharply.

The wind was whistling in his ears. He folded his hands on his chest. The whole man was as straight as a piece of wood and fell quickly from the height. Seeing that he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly turned around, turned a somersault in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

Mexiling stood quietly for a while, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked out of the alley slowly.

The night was like ink. His trousers were straight, his shirt was snow-white, his black hair was short, and his handsome face was as warm as jade under the orange light. The previous cold was gone. His face was calm, and he could not see any emotion. He seemed to catch a wisp of smile at the corners of his mouth, like a prodigal son returning at night, walking aimlessly in the street.

People familiar with him know that he is undoubtedly more terrible than furious.

For mexiling, although Joey is helpful to him, it will not be a pity to lose it. He will never be soft on disobedient people.

As he walked under the street lamp, his shadow was lengthened and shortened, showing loneliness and silence.

Finally, he couldn't bear to walk so slowly. He looked around and found a secluded place. He jumped, jumped up the roof with several ups and downs, and flew away in the direction of the ancient castle.

Soon, the majestic ancient Mohist Castle appeared in front of him. He kept walking. He jumped directly from the high gate and rushed to the house, but suddenly stopped. His body fell forward because of inertia.

Breathing quietly, there was a faint familiar smell in the air. He quietly retreated to the door, and the smell was stronger.

For a moment, mexiling felt that there was an air flow in his body, which made his blood roll, but it was inexplicable. He stood for a moment and jumped out of the door again. Under the faint moonlight, a small figure on the steps leaned against the door, hung his head, as if he had fallen asleep.

The fire burning in mexiling's heart had been extinguished at some time, leaving only peace.

She didn't run away and came back!

Mexiling sat down on the steps, looked at her quietly with his cheek, half a ring, he jumped over the towering door again and returned to the hospital. In the dark night, his eyes twinkled, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, as if he was laughing, and then fiercely opened the door.

Joey leaned against the door and slept soundly. As soon as the door opened, she naturally fell back and rolled into the courtyard. She woke up with a start. She didn't know where she was. She slowly got up and raised her eyes. When she saw the familiar handsome face, she trembled, "Mo, Mo Xiling..."

Moxi Ling frowned slightly: "since you're back, why don't you come in?"

"I..." Joey said timidly, "I'm tired. Hugh, have a rest. I didn't expect to fall asleep." In fact, she decided to go back to the castle after careful consideration. First, she was afraid that mexiling would go to the hospital or her home. Second, she wanted to confirm whether mexiling could find her wherever she was? Third, the most dangerous place is the safest. Mexiling must have never thought she was near the castle.

But now, he found her, which proves that no matter where she is, moxiling can find her.

This fact makes Joey very depressed. It seems that she can't get rid of mexiling by her own strength. She can only wait to let her go.

He was secretly hurt and frightened. He heard the man's cold voice: "raise your head!"

Joey looked up obediently. He felt the shadow flash. The man had come to her and held her chin, forcing her to raise her face.

The voice was cold: "what's the matter with your face?"

When he asked, Joey was full of grievances, and his eyes were filled with tears.

The man was a little impatient. He took her hand again and whispered, "speak quickly."

It was Joey's hand, which had hurt her fingernail, that he grabbed, squeezed his fingers together, and she bared her teeth in pain.

The man immediately picked up her hand and looked. Although the night was dark, he clearly saw a deep red blood mark on her light pink fingernail. The pupil shrunk slightly, and the voice calmed down: "I said not to hurt myself. It seems that you took my words as a breeze in your ear."

Joey was stunned. Did he say that? Why doesn't she remember?

He looked at her for a moment, grabbed the injured finger and slowly put it into his mouth.

Joy was ashamed and embarrassed, struggling slightly, "Mo, Mo Xiling, don't..."

He held her finger in his hand, but his voice was clear: "don't move!"

He was sucking and sucking her fingers, obviously moving intimately, but his face was gloomy and his eyes were burning. Joey only felt frightened and trembled slightly.

But the pain of his fingers was alleviated. After a while, he took out his fingers, looked at them, and suddenly loosened them. Joey was caught off guard. As soon as her hand sagged down, she lifted it up again. By the moonlight, she saw that the dark marks on her nails were gone and the pain disappeared!

Joey was so shocked that the ghost helped her eliminate her scars!

His cold hand brushed her cheek, pulled his hair behind his ears and looked at the scratches on it carefully.

"Who did it?" When he spoke, he seemed to have some depression, which made Joey's heart jump suddenly.

Joey was the first time she met such a thing. She was full of grievances and had no one to tell. She was very uncomfortable in her heart, so she confided to a ghost in the middle of the night in early summer.

Mexiling said nothing all the way. When she finished, she asked, "is it a woman named Lan Jie who hit you?"

Joey nodded.

"It was a security guard who hurt your finger?"

Joey nodded and immediately explained, "he didn't mean it."

"You don't like that store?"

Joey said angrily, "I wish I could smash it."

The man said faintly, "then smash it."

Joey was stunned, "huh?"

The man turned and half bent over: "come up."

Joey thought he was going to take her back to the castle. He stood still. "I haven't hurt my foot. I can walk by myself."

"Too slow," the man said faintly, "come on."

Joey glanced at the castle in the distance and walked over for a few minutes. It's too slow. What a strange ghost!

Dare not let him wait, dare not brush his mind, Joey obediently lay on his back.

The man's back is broad, thick and slightly warm. Joey feels a little strange. Sometimes he is cold and sometimes he can feel a little temperature. According to common sense, ghosts should have no temperature?

What made her even more strange was that mexiling didn't walk towards the castle, but jumped out of the door with her on her back, and then ran through the tall trees like a lightning bolt.

The uncontrollable scream escaped from Joey's throat, but it was submerged in the whistling wind. She tightly strangled the man's neck, and her two legs wrapped around him. The oncoming air flow was too strong, her breathing was blocked, and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. She was very uncomfortable, and her hand strangled the man's neck forced involuntarily.

The man stopped on a tree and ran her Marathon: "do you want to strangle me?"