Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey is the reincarnation of a werewolf. Naturally, she knows the truth that all things in the world grow and conquer each other. There are many rare flowers and plants in the black soil. She chatted with ginger every day. She got a lot of useful knowledge. It's not difficult to prepare some poison. Moreover, Su Xuandong did not prevent her, and it was not difficult to import the poison.

When Su Xuandong came, she poured him a glass of water with her usual indifferent face.

Su Xuandong took it over and said with a smile, "if only you had a little more smile."

Joey glanced at him. "Don't push an inch." Reach out to get back the glass of water, "don't drink it."

Su Xuandong dodged and smiled helplessly, "look at you. If you say something wrong, you will lose face. Only you dare to do this to me in the world."

Joey said to him, "you asked for it."

"Yes, I asked for it." it's good for Su Xuandong to talk like this. At least she won't tell him to go away with a cold face.

"Who makes me like you," he said brazenly. "Yi, I really love you to the bone," he tried to shake her hand.

Joey didn't move. He couldn't give him any sweets. He just looked impatient. "Put down the cup without drinking water. What are you doing with it?"

He seemed to hear the hint, took a quick and grateful drink, the water went into his mouth, didn't swallow it, sprayed it out, stared round at Joey and clasped her hand tightly.

Joey was shocked and broke away quickly, but his palm was like a pair of pliers, firmly clamped, and did not break away. She knew that the big thing was bad. It was clear that the poison was tasteless and colorless. How could he find it?

She has a back hand in her work. Since she failed, either he died or she died. Only when she died can she live safely. There are two poisons. Give him one and keep one for yourself. Hide it in your fingernail. When you struggle, put it in your mouth and everything will be fine.

Su Xuandong didn't notice at first. Later, he saw that she was quiet and quiet, and her face became unusually red. He knew it was bad. He quickly turned her over, lit several acupoints, put his fingers into her throat, and made her vomit repeatedly and vomited a big beach on the ground.

He had never been so angry and threw her on the bed, not because she poisoned him, but because she wanted to poison himself. Want to yell, after a while, I was afraid to rush up. I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I pointed to her and trembled slightly, but I couldn't say a word.

All the resentment and anger rolled in his heart and finally turned into powerlessness. He looked at her like a defeated general, decadent and lonely, with a low voice, "you want to poison me. Why don't you even let yourself go?"

Joey still had residual toxins in her body, which made her angry and said intermittently, "I'm afraid you won't. let go of peace. I'm dead. No one. Tell him the truth, you won't kill him."

Su Xuandong saw that her trembling lips slowly turned black. His heart tightened and held her up: "what medicine did you pour out? Tell me? "

Joey shook his head slowly. "Let me die. I'm dead. Please be kind to peace."

He took her to the bathroom, put a full tank of hot water, stuffed people and clothes into the bathtub, poured a few barrels of liquor into it, and cast a spell to keep the water temperature warm.

Joy was steaming like she was about to be cooked. Her whole body was red and extremely uncomfortable. She instinctively wanted to run out. Su Xuandong pressed her head, pressed her into the water, and said with a bad breath: "don't you want to die? What else are you struggling to do? "

Joey was dizzy. He listened to this, but he didn't resist and stayed under the water obediently. Su Xuandong was more angry. He grabbed the clothes on her chest, lifted her up and kissed her hard, "you want to die, I won't let you die!"

Joey struggled to no avail. He just gave up and let him kiss.

Her lips are cold and dry, but his is hot and comforting. Fire and ice are intertwined, but what melts in her heart is bitter.

Joy tasted the salty taste. She opened her eyes slightly. Strangely, she saw two lines of clear tears rolling down Su Xuandong's face, which made her jump.

Su Xuandong stuck to her and said in a low voice, "if you really die, I will kill ping an immediately and let him go with you."

Joy sighed slightly, "Su Xuandong, why bother you?"

Su Xuandong himself also entered the bathtub, held Joey in his arms and put his chin on her shoulder. "Peace is your life, and you are my life." He tightened his arm around her waist and said in a pleading tone, "promise me not to die again."

Joey didn't say a word.

"Think about peace."

Joey sneered, "what else can you do except threaten?"

"Still love you." He said, releasing her clothes in the water.

"What are you doing?" Joey was a little flustered. She was weak. She couldn't resist what he wanted to do.

"As I said, I won't touch you unless you want to," he said without stopping, throwing the wet clothes out of the jar. "In this way, you can completely force out the poison in your body."

"You go out and let me come."

Su Xuandong ignored her and peeled her clean. He still kept her in his arms, but he didn't act recklessly. After a while, he said, "Ginger fruit's skill is not high. I'm afraid she can't force her clean. I'd better rest assured."

The water was so hot that Joey couldn't stand it. He hummed and wriggled in his arms.

Su Xuandong is a normal and healthy man and loves her. Once she gets rid of him, his body has some instinctive reactions. He has always been a careless person, but he doesn't want her to look down on himself. He almost endured half his life and breathed a little.

Joey heard a little meaning and was very embarrassed. If he knew he was sitting naked in the arms of other men, would mexiling climb out of the ground?

After thinking about it, it's still inappropriate, "go out and I can soak it myself."

Su Xuandong's body was as stiff as an iron. He didn't respond to her. After a while, he touched her pulse, pulled a big bath towel, wrapped her up and sent her back to bed.

"Have a good sleep. Don't play tricks again. I won't spare you next time." He stared at her: "I'll never kill you. I'll only make your life worse than death."

Joey knows what he means. Peace is her death. She doesn't dare to have another time. But it was the high priest of utu, so that he could not be poisoned.

I once asked Su Zhuang Zuo why Ping An could protect her when she was a spiritual fetus, but now she has no super power.

Su Zhuang Zuo said that the super power of genetically mutated people is all due to Reiki. When it is a spiritual fetus, it naturally has super power, but once it becomes a flesh and blood fetus, it will dissipate Reiki, which is no different from any fetus. He can't say when the two can be combined.

In the twinkling of an eye, six months later, Ping'an has grown into a two-year-old child. Strangely, when he was a child, he could still laugh, but now he can't laugh. He walks around the hall with a small face all day, looking very deep.

He still eats breast milk and doesn't need Joey to hold him anymore. Every time ginger fruit brings him over, he stands on the ground and sucks milk seriously. Joey always feels strange. He says he's old. He's only landed for half a year. He says he's small. He can walk and jump. He can dress himself and go to the toilet, just like a big child.

Joey sometimes stood at the window and saw him take a walk outside with ginger fruit. When he came back, he held a big stick of flowers in his hand, and then knocked on her door and gave them to her. He still didn't smile, but his big black eyes looked at her wet and made her feel sour.

Joey doesn't know when such a day will come to an end, but as long as she can be safe, her life is better than death, and she can only cheer up to accompany her.

Su Xuandong occasionally came to her room at night and didn't do anything. She slept quietly on one side of the bed, but she woke up in the middle of the night and was always in his arms. She wanted to leave quietly. When she moved, he woke up and tightened her.

When Ping'an was one year old, he had a three-year-old child. He still didn't smile, talk or eat breast milk. He was very lonely and always locked himself in the house. Su Xuandong bought him a lot of toys. He felt boring after playing for several times. He liked to dismantle and reinstall the toys. Later, all the toys were bought back, He is only interested in disassembly and assembly.

Su Xuandong loves him very much, but he has been observing him. Ping'an has super powers when it was a spiritual fetus, but now it doesn't, but he thinks those super powers will return to Ping'an again sooner or later. Ping'an is indifferent to people, and so is Joey. Although she often picks flowers for her, she doesn't have any expression when she sees her.

Joey is much better. Now he sleeps with her every night, just like an ordinary couple. She will still be angry if she just moves. In his opinion, it is much better than before. At least now they can sleep in the same bed. He has faith and happiness. As long as he continues like this, water drops will wear through the stone one day.

He held her, listened to her breathing gradually smooth and light, kissed her ear gently and fell asleep safely.

In the room at the other end of the corridor, the little man on the bed suddenly sat up and quietly got out of bed without shoes. He opened the door and went out through the long corridor, down the rotating stairs, out of the door, and walked into the woods by moonlight.

The woods were darker than outside. The dense leaves covered the moonlight overhead. Mo Qiaoxu raised his head. In the dark, his eyes were faintly red. He looked around and seemed to be looking for something. After wandering for a while, he went to a tree, raised his chubby little hand and bit hard in his mouth. His fingers secreted bright red blood. He squeezed three drops and wiped them on the trunk with no expression on his face.

There was a small gap on the top of the head. The moonlight came in from the gap and just shone on the blood mark. In the clear light, the bright red blood mark slowly disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the trunk.

Mo Qiaoxu stood quietly for a while and returned along the way. In the moonlight, the small figure was very straight, with a cold light in his eyes.

No one knows that from his first birthday to today, he came to the forest every night to wipe his blood on different trees, and the wound on his finger had quietly healed before he returned to the temple.