Devil President, Don't Bite Me

When mosiyu came out of the room, Joey quickly closed the door and complained in a tone: "I have someone here, do you dare to come?"

Mexiling was surprised: "why can't you come?"

"You are a ghost!" Joey said, "no one likes to be haunted at home. Maybe the mage will come and catch you."

Mexiling looked at her quietly for a while. "Are you concerned about me?"

"No," Joey immediately denied, "I'm afraid to hurt myself."

Mexiling went to the sofa and sat down. "Come on, what can I do for you?"

When he asked so carefully, Joey was embarrassed to say. He blushed and bowed his head for a long time.

It's not her affectation. It's really hard to speak. Last night, moxiling put her injured finger in her mouth. After a while, the blood mark in her fingernail disappeared, so she thought, could you ask him to remove the blood mark on her face. She wanted to go to the hospital in the afternoon. Her parents would ask if they saw it. It's not a bump. It's really hard to answer. It can't be said that she was caught by a cat. She's not a fool. How can a kitten scratch her face like that?

Mexiling looked at her wriggling appearance. She was a little strange. She thought: "do you want me to pay you back the money for the hotel?"

"No, you don't have the money in this world. Let's talk about it later." Joey bit his lip and blushed deeper: "I want to, want to..."

Although mexiling felt late about women, she also saw that she was quite shy at the moment. She frowned: "do you want to do it with me?"

"I bah!" Joey cried reflexively, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Then tell me straight. Don't let me guess." The man's patience also came to an end, "give you a minute, don't say I'm gone."

Joey gritted his teeth and blurted out, "I just want you to remove the scar on my face."

The man smiled: "you know it's bad to have a wound on your face."

"No," Joey whispered, "I want to see my mother in the hospital this afternoon. I don't want them to worry."

The man's eyes were dark: "do you want to go out?"

"Well, my mother lives in the hospital and can't move. I have to take care of her. If I hadn't hurt my face yesterday, I would have gone to the hospital." Now that he said it, Joey Aesop said it more bluntly: "mexiling, please don't go to the hospital to find me. I don't want to scare my parents. Let me take a few days off and let me be filial, okay?"

She spoke with both voice and emotion, hoping to impress him, and even red eyes.

But the man only spit two words coldly: "two days."

"Uh?"

"You can stay out for two nights. Whether to go or not is my business. You don't need to worry."

"Moxiling, you can't be unreasonable!"

"I am the truth!"

"You!" Joey was angry but helpless. He yelled at a ghost. It was himself who suffered.

The man stood up. "Do you want to help you eliminate the injury on your face? Don't let me go."

Joey endured the anger for a while. It's more important to eliminate the scars.

After taking a few deep breaths, she let herself return to the low browed little daughter-in-law state: "then please."

The man asked her, "my saliva is needed to eliminate the scars. Are you sure?"

Joey blushed and nodded gently. Anyway, she didn't think that mexiling was a man, just as he was a ghost.

Moxiling stood up, raised her chin with cold fingers and slowly lowered her head.

Joey looked at the handsome face slowly magnifying in front of her eyes, and a heart couldn't help beating faster. Well, although he was a ghost and a handsome ghost, she couldn't control her excited heart.

The hot breath sprayed on her face, but it was not as pricking as usual. It was very soft and crisp. It was like a thousand ants crawling on her face, itching badly. Her heart jumped faster and faster, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Soon, something soft and warm covered her face and licked it slowly.

Joey felt that the feeling of numbness was getting stronger and stronger, as if every inch of skin and every cell were itching, even itching into the bone. Her legs were too soft to stand, and her hands didn't know when to grasp the clothes around his waist.

This is a kind of torture for Joey, but there is a strange impulse and expectation under the torture. It seems that it has been lurking in the depths of his heart, and it is suddenly triggered at the moment.

Joey knew that she still regarded mexiling as a man. That strange feeling was a chemical reaction caused by close contact with men.

She knew it all in her heart, but she couldn't restrain it. She was breathing faster and faster. She felt like a piece of charcoal. She had reached the highest ignition point and was about to burn.

The man's breath surrounded her, fresh, clean, warm, very good smell. Her breathing seemed to be a little greedy and faster and faster.

The man opened a little distance, his dark eyes were filled with emotion, like confusion and exploration. When he opened his mouth, his voice was dull: "what's the matter with you?"

"OK, are you ready?" Joey's voice is too dumb.

"One more thing."

"Almost," she pushed him away with a red face, turned and ran into the bathroom.

Moxi Ling looked at her back like she was running away. She was stunned. After a while, she smiled again. As soon as she looked down, she saw that the clothes on her waist were wrinkled by her, and her smile was deeper.

Mosiyu was outside. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. I haven't seen moshiling smile, but I haven't seen him smile like this... Coquettish?

As soon as the word jumped out, mosiyu was startled again and raised his eyes. The smile on moxiling's face had disappeared, and his insight was staring at her.

Mosiyu smiled: "I'll ask Yi Yi to have dinner."

Moxi Ling glanced at her and walked over without expression.

Mosiyu shrugged and pushed the door in. "Yiyi, eat."

"OK, I see." When Joey heard the voice of mosiyu, his heart slowly calmed down. I made a face at myself in the mirror. Most of the marks disappeared, leaving only a very shallow one. I can't see it without looking carefully.

It's amazing that a ghost's saliva can eliminate the scars. She gently stroked her intact skin, feeling more smooth and delicate than before.

Joey stroked her cheek and suddenly smiled. If mexiling was asked to provide saliva, she would process the saliva into a special potion for scar elimination. There was no need to advertise and accumulate customers by word of mouth. At that time, her family would no longer have to open a small supermarket and turn it into a special shop for scar elimination potion, earning full marks every minute.

Just whimsically, mosiyu knocked on the door outside: "Yi, what are you doing inside?"

Joey remembered that mosiyu was still outside. He quickly opened the door and swept his eyes around the house. He was at ease. Great, moshiling wasn't there!

Mosiyu deliberately asked, "what are you looking at?"

"Nothing," Joey said, pushing her out. "I'm starving. Go to dinner."

During the meal, Joey told mosiyu what happened yesterday and in the morning in detail. Finally, she cried: "Siyu, do you think there will be police coming to me or go to the hospital to find my parents?"

"Don't worry, didn't I say that with Mohism, you are safe at any time."

"But so many people see me with mexiling. He's a ghost. If the police can't catch him, they'll catch me!"

Mosiyu patted her on the shoulder: "trust me, you'll be fine."

Joey is not afraid of taking responsibility. She is afraid of implicating her parents and hurting their hearts. For her, nothing is important, only family affection is her weakness.

After dinner, mozino was just about to enter the city, and Joey took his free ride to the hospital. On the way, she asked him curiously, "why don't you and Mo Ziyu work? Isn't it boring to stay at home all day? "

Mozino smiled: "how do you know we don't have to work?"

"I think you often stay at home."

Mozino said solemnly, "staying at home is also work."

Joey thought he was joking, so he followed his joke and asked, "what kind of work do you do at home?"

"Guard."

Joey was stunned. "What are you guarding?"

"Mohism."

Joey looked at him for a while and suddenly laughed, "do you stay at home every day to watch the house?" She bit the last two words very hard.

But mozino nodded seriously: "it can be understood like this."

Joey smiled even more. "It's really strange that you Mohists don't have a servant except two cooks. Siyu does housework. You look after the house. Where's Mozi Yu?"

"He's like me."

"I've made it clear that your family's division of labor is like this. Mo Qingze is responsible for making money, you and Mo Ziyu are responsible for the safety of the ancient castle, and Siyu is responsible for the internal affairs, isn't it?"

Mozino looked at her approvingly, "good analysis."

"But you guys, are you busy? Without saying anything else, just those housework will have to kill Siyu. "

"Cleaning has housekeeping and robots. Trees, flowers and plants are all intelligent sprayers. What work does she need to do?"

"Where are the dishes?"

"Dishwasher and cook."

"Laundry."

"There is a washing machine."

"No drying, no collecting?"

"Automatic drying and sterilization, you can wear it out."

Joey sighed. "I wonder why you don't invite a few people to serve yourself because you are so rich."

Mozino asked, "why do you have to ask someone to serve you?" Glancing sideways at her: "didn't a great man say that he was self reliant and had plenty of food and clothing!"

Joey nodded with admiration: "if the rich were like you, the world would be much more harmonious."

Mo ZiNuo smiled and asked her, "I heard you were entangled by a ghost recently?"

"Don't mention it," said Joey distressed. "It's an ancestor of your Mohist school, named moxiling. I don't know how to get entangled with me?"

Mo ZiNuo raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Mo Xiling? It is said that he is the most handsome man in the history of Mohism. Yi, you have earned it. "

"It's a real man who makes money, but he's a ghost!"

"What if he is a real man?"

Uh? Joey was stunned and shook his head. There is no if in real life. Moxiling is a ghost!