Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joy jumped up. "Really? Thank you. "

Mexiling's face was more heavy. Looking at the waiting area like a sea of people, he stopped.

Joey came up and took his hand. "Let's go. There's a seat to sit. Why are you standing here? You're not tired."

Don't say to stand for a while. Even if he stood for two days and two nights, mexiling was not tired. He just couldn't stand the dirty air and noisy place.

Mexiling was finally dragged by Joey. The girl came from a team of more than ten people. Only her luggage occupied several seats. They took down her luggage and left two seats for Joey and mexiling.

Through the conversation, Joey knew that they were all freshmen. They traveled together in Jinling. Now they went back by plane. When they asked about the destination, they turned out to be the same place. Joey was outgoing and soon became familiar with them.

More than a dozen girls were chattering and bustling. Moxiling sat among them like a statue and didn't move or speak.

Finally, a girl accosted him, "handsome boy, your sunglasses are so stylish that they all wear a star model."

Moxi Ling was cold and didn't say a word.

The girl was a little embarrassed and made a face at her companion.

Joey laughed. "He's much cooler than a star."

Joey was still good at talking. Another girl said to her, "would you ask your boyfriend to lend me his sunglasses?"

Joey thought there was nothing wrong with it. They gave them their seats. He stretched out his hand in front of mexiling and said, "bring me your glasses."

Mexiling held her hand and said in a low voice, "don't make trouble."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a girl covered her mouth and whispered, "ah, it sounds good."

Looking at the girls' quick exchange of eyes, Joey understood that their drunkenness was not in the wine, but in the idea of mexiling.

Joey is confident that no woman can take mexiling from her. Of course, some people will be unhappy when they think of their husband, but they have short hands and short mouths. They get benefits from others and don't grasp the obvious evidence. It's really hard to tear their face for a while and a half. Look at Mercy's tight lower palatal line. Joey suddenly feels like a fool.

She couldn't help leaning against the man. Moxi Ling held her hand and saw her leaning over and holding her waist. If the armrest of the seat wasn't in the way, he would get her all to his legs.

This intimate act of spreading dog food made a lot of girls look red.

A girl said to Joey admiringly, "your boyfriend is very kind to you."

Joey held it for a long time, finally found a chance and said loudly, "he's not my boyfriend, he's my husband."

Then, she was satisfied to hear the low exhaust sound around her, as well as a smile from moxiling. The cold big hand on her waist also gently pinched her to show encouragement.

"You got married so young? I thought you were a student? "

"I'm a student. I'll be a senior after the summer vacation, but there's no rule that college students can't get married."

Those girls were more envious and talked about it one after another.

"If I want to have such a boyfriend, I also choose to get married. What about you?"

The person asked looked at mexiling, "I will, too. What if someone takes it away? Ha ha ha. "

When Joey heard these words, he was not overjoyed, and rubbed in moxiling's arms again. The man bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, which attracted several tuts.

"Don't sit here. It's blinding me."

"Unfortunately, I can't see his eyes."

"I don't know if it's the same as we thought?"

"Find a way to take off his glasses."

The voice of the discussion was getting smaller and smaller. Joey couldn't hear it clearly. He just felt that their eyes looked at her more and more envious.

"Hey, your husband doesn't seem to like talking."

"Well, he is relatively low-key and has connotation." Joey nodded solemnly.

The girls laughed and someone said directly, "your husband is so handsome. Let him take off his glasses and let's have a look."

Just look. It looks so good. It's meant to be seen.

Joey reached out to take off mexiling's glasses. The man hid his head and said, "don't make trouble."

Joey leaned over his ear and asked, "why, shy and afraid to let people see?" She was really looking forward to the girls' amazing appearance when they saw the real face of mexiling.

"No." He pressed her hand. "I don't like it."

He said he didn't like it, but she reluctantly didn't use it, so she had to smile at the girls, "sorry, he doesn't like too high-profile."

At the beginning, these girls called them mainly to see moxiling's face. Now they are disappointed to see him refuse. People are like this. The more they can't see it, the more they want to see it. Several people gathered together and chattered again.

"Can't you be blind?"

"Even blind people are handsome. It's good to wear sunglasses."

"It is estimated that there is something wrong with your eyes. There is no perfect person in the world."

Joey listened to these words and felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that moxiling was too cold and proud. He showed them what was wrong and wouldn't lose a piece of meat.

She bowed her head and rubbed her fingers.

After a while, she heard a loud and low exhaust sound, accompanied by a few small exclamations. When she looked up, mexiling didn't know when to take off her glasses. She was still a cold eyebrow, but attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

Two or three rows apart, Joey heard an aunt say, "Wow, that boy is so handsome!"

All the girls around her were stunned, because moxiling was more handsome than they thought. It was half loud. Someone muttered, "can he fight with the master of Mohs?"

A thin young man tried his best to bypass the crowd and walked to them. He bowed respectfully to moxiling. "Mr. Mo, can you sign for me? I study investment management. I admire you very much. "

Mexiling smiled bitterly. Someone recognized him. He nodded slightly, took his book and signed for him.

The young man wanted to say more to him, but he also knew his character and temper. He smiled shyly and turned back.

Seeing this scene, the girls woke up. It turned out that it was really the legendary richest man in Jinling. The real person was more beautiful than the photo. Regardless of any embarrassment, they took out their books to sign for moxiling.

"Mr. Mo, sign for me."

"Mr. Mo, you look better than on TV."

"Mr. Mo, shake your hand."

"Mr. mo..."

For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and mexiling became a popular star and was surrounded by everyone.

Joey was forced out. She was silly. She knew that mexiling took off his glasses because of herself, but she didn't expect such a storm after he took off his glasses. She was stimulated by the scene and felt uneasy, because mexiling must be unhappy. He hated physical contact with strangers most.

She pushed herself into the crowd, jumped on mexiling, hugged him and tried not to let others touch him. In his panic, he didn't forget to look up at his face.

Strange to say, in a noisy scene, everyone was wearing an excited face. Only he stood still and looked cold, as if he could not hear or see, and completely entered the state of selflessness.

Joey helped him put on his sunglasses, tried to pull out the crowd and covered him running to the gate.

Just when the radio called for boarding, they ran to the front. Joey looked back and the big black army came quickly. She was a little flustered. She grabbed moxiling's hand tightly and ran away as soon as the gate opened.

When she got on the plane and found a seat, she asked mexiling to sit by the window and put a mask on him. She regretted that she just wanted to show off her handsome husband and get a little vanity, but the development of things was beyond her expectation.

Mexiling didn't speak and didn't have any expression, but he was obedient. He asked him to sit down and wear a mask. At this time, he leaned back in his chair and looked out of the window.

The passengers got on the plane one after another and found their seats. The girls found Joey and greeted her warmly, "Hey, let's sit together!"

Regardless of politeness or impoliteness, Joey put a pair of sunglasses on her face and pretended not to hear. Now she finally knows the trouble of being paid too much attention.

She sat silently for a while. When the plane flew, moxiling still kept that posture and didn't move. She felt uneasy, so she had to lean over and ask in a low voice, "are you angry?"

The man was silent.

Joey stretched out his hand and scratched his waist. "Don't be angry. I'm wrong."

The man remained silent.

Joey shamelessly leaned over to his face and kissed him. "Don't be angry, will you?"

Mexiling suddenly turned back. Joey couldn't escape. He bumped him and shouted, but the voice was quickly blocked in his mouth and only dragged the end of the dull hum.

In full view of the public, moxiling tightly clasped the back of Joey's head and kissed warmly. The people around were stunned, but there was silence. When they separated, a burst of warm applause and cheers broke out.

Joey blushed like a shrimp. He couldn't lift his head for a long time. He was angry and ashamed. "What are you doing?"

I heard a man whispering in her ear, "if you want to apologize, you have to look like an apology."

Joey understood that she was dissatisfied with her skimming kiss just now.

She bit her lip and glanced at him angrily, "I saw you wearing a mask just now. When did you take it off?"

"I always move fast." He looked at her meaningfully, "don't you know?"

Joey's face reddened. Of course she knew that it was only a second for him to strip himself.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that just now..." she sincerely apologized.

"Just know it's wrong," mexiling squeezed her chin hard, and her voice was lower. "Remember, I'm yours. Don't let any woman covet me."

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