Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey actually has a lot to ask Shuwei, so he takes her to Houshan. Only when she gets there, moxiling and Mozi Yu can't hear their conversation.

There are many peaks in the back mountain. Some are towering into the clouds, while others are flat and slow. Shu Wei was very tired when he climbed to one third. She looked at the peaks looming in the clouds in the distance and said in surprise: "there are so many mountains. You can't see the end at all. You have to go for dozens of miles?"

After all, Shuwei is an ordinary human, and it's not good to know too many things. Joey gave a vague um. After walking for a while, Shuwei was so tired that he leaned against the tree to rest. Joey climbed into the tree and sat with his legs dangling. "Come up and sit down."

Shu Wei waved his hand. "I don't have the strength to climb trees."

Joey went down again, half pulled and half pushed Shuwei to the tree and asked her to sit on the tree trunk. In fact, it wasn't very high from the ground, but Shuwei was very excited. "Yi, I didn't see it. You can climb trees."

"I'm used to climbing more." Joey brewed, "Shuwei, you and Yu

Shuwei was Frank: "I decided to be with him."

"But you know who he is. Aren't you afraid?"

Shu Wei glanced at her angrily, "you're not afraid. What am I afraid of?"

Joey, "... I'm not like you."

"What's different," shuvich said strangely, "Mozi Yu also said that you are different from me. I don't see what's different?"

Things are not clear. Joey doesn't dare to expose his identity, so he has to smile, "it's different anyway."

Shuwei shook his legs for a while and suddenly said, "Yi, Mozi Yu used to like a person, you know?"

Joey was surprised. "What did he tell you?"

Shuwei smiled awkwardly. "To tell you the truth, I actually chased him, but he didn't accept it. He said there was someone in his heart."

Joey was relieved. At least Mozi Yu didn't cheat Shuwei. If it's really inappropriate to separate, she also had a psychological preparation.

"Then why..."

Shu Wei smiled: "I pestered him, but his attitude is better than before. He said he could try."

Joey was a little surprised, because Shuwei didn't seem like a person who likes to entangle in her impression. She looked at Shuwei seriously. "Yu is a man of his word. He said he would take it seriously if he tried. You don't have to worry."

"I'm not worried. He's willing to give me a chance. I'm very satisfied. Even if I fail, I can accept it calmly. This time I want to go all out, so I want to ask you, what are his interests or hobbies?"

Joey thought, "Yu is actually a very boring person. Like mexiling, he likes quiet. He should hate women crying, have cleanliness, don't know romance, and have a little male chauvinism."

Shuwei opened his mouth slightly. "Wow, Quanzhong, I think he is like this. Yi, you know him very well!"

Joey's eyes dodged. "I said, he's very similar to mexiling."

Shu Wei looked around, and the mystery came to her ear. "We're talking here, can't they hear?"

"You can't hear it unless you shout."

"Well," Shuwei approached again, "have you seen the woman Mo Ziyu likes?"

Joey, "cough..."

"Why, can't you say?"

Joey looked down at his feet. "Shuwei, I think you should look forward. After all, those things have passed. The most important thing is that you are together now."

Shuwei sighed. "I know you're right, but if I know what that woman is like, I can do what she likes."

"No, you're wrong," Joey turned to look at her. "You're Shuwei. You're unique. You don't need to live with the shadow of others."

Shu Wei was a strong and confident person. She was just trapped in the swamp of love and couldn't extricate herself. She couldn't say such a thing until she put aside her dignity and pride. As soon as Joey reminded her, she was immediately ashamed. He smiled with self mockery, "Yi, do you think I have no backbone?"

"No," Joey squinted at her. "Women in love have lost their IQ. What else do they have to do?"

"Ha, you laugh at me?"

Shuwei tried to scratch her. Joey dodged sensitively, but Shuwei's center of gravity was unstable and fell with a scream.

Just after she fell to the ground, a dark shadow came like a ghost. Although it was frightening fast, she was still a step late. When she stood still, Shu Wei lay on the ground, grinning and looking painful.

Mozi Yu bent over to look at her, "are you okay?"

"Not too bad." Shuwei remembered, but Mozi Yu stood beside him and didn't mean to reach out at all.

She had to put her elbows on the ground, barely got up, straightened her waist, and sat down again.

Joey had come down from the tree and came to check her injury. "Where is it? Let me see. "

As soon as she approached, Mo Ziyu stepped back and stared at her. But soon, he turned his eyes to Shuwei.

At this time, another figure quickly flew over like lightning and stood beside him with a cold voice“ Your woman, you don't care? "

Joey looked at Shuwei's waist. "It's traumatic. Just go back and rub some medicine oil."

Moxi Ling copied his arm and hugged Joey in his arms. Mozi Yu came forward, picked up Shu Wei and left angrily.

Joey fell into moxiling's arms, immediately turned his head and didn't look at him, "did I let you hold it?"

"My wife, I can hold it if I want." The man put one hand around her and raised the other hand to wrap her hair behind her ears.

"Moxiling, why are you like a bandit now? What about your cultivation and quality?"

"I don't need that in front of you," the man ignored her angry eyes, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Joey struggled, "if you do this again, I won't sleep with you!"

"Do you think it's possible?" He stepped up his efforts to kiss her.

Of course not. Last night was the best example. Because she was angry, she refused to sleep in the same room with him and ran to her room early to lock the door. But what doors and windows in the world could stop mexiling? Whether she wanted it or not, she hit the head of the bed to the end of the bed and almost demolished the house, but in the end, she was eaten and wiped away by him.

Joey gets angry as soon as she thinks about it. She doesn't look good when she gets up in the morning. She doesn't have a smiling face until she sees Shu Wei coming. Now Shu Wei is taken away by Mo Ziyu. She refutes her anger again and bites on Mo Xiling's tongue. Mo Xiling feels pain and finally releases it. She takes the opportunity to run down the mountain.

Moxiling stood there, wiped his lips, looked at Joey's angry figure, thought deeply, half a ring, and he slowly walked down the mountain.

Mo Ziyu took Shu Wei back to his room and found medicinal oil to rub for her. Shuwei knew how heavy he was and was a little afraid. He discussed with him in advance, "would you mind being light? Don't hurt me like last time. "

Mo Ziyu said faintly, "can't you stand the pain? You are too weak. " He spoke in a tone of disdain.

Sure enough, it was very masculine. Shu Wei gritted his teeth, "come on, I can bear it."

She made a very firm expression, but there was still some fear at the bottom of her eyes. Mo Ziyu saw it and was not soft hearted. To be his woman, she must become strong. Just like the special training under his hands... In ice and snow, that thin figure runs tenaciously, not afraid of cold and strictness, not afraid of hardship, flexible but not weak. His woman should be there.

Noticing that Mozi Yu's fingers had left the injured place, Shu Wei looked up at him and saw that his eyes were empty. He didn't know where he was looking. He was obviously absent-minded.

She was about to call him, but she saw his eyebrows gradually soften. Her heart sank and lowered her head. She knew that he was probably thinking about the woman. Only when she thought about the person she liked, could there be that gentle light in her eyes.

When Mozi Yu returned to his senses, the medicinal oil on his skin had dried up. He poured a little more into his palm, rubbed it, covered Shuwei's waist and rubbed it hard.

As soon as he tried, Shuwei knew he was back. Although the pain made her want to shout, she was still happy. After all, his attention returned to himself.

After wiping the medicine oil, Mo Ziyu asked Shu Wei to lie in bed and rest. There was no TV in the room. He threw a book to her without explaining anything and went straight out of the door.

When Shuwei took the book, it turned out to be a suspense detective novel about the abnormal serial killer. She casually turned a few pages. The bloody scene inside made her throw the book away.

She had nothing to do, so she leaned against the head of the bed and looked at Mo Ziyu's room.

The layout of the room was as boring as himself. There were four white walls and only a pair of badminton rackets hung. Shuwei looked carefully and felt familiar. When he was at school last year, Mo Ziyu was forced by Joey to play with them several times. It seems that he used this racket, because the bandage of one racket was loose. Mo Ziyu repaired it, which can be seen at a glance.

This is just an ordinary racket with dozens of pieces. She remembers that Han Xi bought it online. Later, she hit it. The racket disappeared and was here. She is very strange. Why does Mo Ziyu want such a racket?

The wardrobe is black, dark and heavy, occupying the whole wall. She walked slowly by holding her waist and gently pushed open the door of the wardrobe. As expected, as she imagined, it is full of black and white, white shirts, black trousers, neat clothes and straight trousers. It looks like a specially made template, without any breath of life.

She closed the sliding door and went to the desk. It was still a dark table, bright and clean, with nothing. She opened a drawer and put some documents and materials neatly. Then she opened the small drawer next to her. There were several boxes of different sizes, pen boxes, boxes for watches, and a flat box that seemed to have been dropped and irregular, with ancient and simple patterns printed on it. She was very curious. When she opened it, there was half a box of sugar in it. It was probably put for a long time. Some sugar began to melt, and the syrup leaked out of sugar paper, like a layer of oil.

Shuwei couldn't help laughing. Didn't Mo Ziyu like sweets? Why do you hide half a box of sugar like a child.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Mo Ziyu came in with a smile on his face and peach blossom eyes rising slightly, "Why are you up?"