Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Hou guide read numerous people. At this time, Hou also saw that Joey was not as delicate as his appearance. He was a man with a backbone, which aroused his desire to conquer. He didn't mind waiting a little longer. When it was natural, the little girl was on her way.

So he laughed and laughed: "you people are really boring. Miss Qiao, ignore them. You go first and we'll call when you arrive."

Joey smiled gratefully at him and was coming out of sun photography's hands. Unexpectedly, sun photography took up the other hand and hooped her: "that's not possible, director Hou. You, you have to send it so late..."

When he opened his mouth, all the wine came out. Joey bowed his head and hid, but he heard a whoosh, and then a loud blow. He looked up and saw sun's body pedaling back for several steps and falling down.

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

Joey's legs were soft and almost collapsed to the ground. He couldn't believe looking at the man in front of him. It was mexiling. He came!

At this time, everyone recovered and saw that their companions were beaten, while the other party was alone and rushed up with the strength of wine.

Joey was so afraid that she wanted to drill into the ground, but she couldn't hide because of her. Although mexiling was powerful, one person couldn't defeat the fists. If he was beaten, he would certainly punish her ten times. At the thought of his means, Joey was not cold and millet. He was about to stand up and stop those people, but mexiling was faster than her. He stopped with his left hand and grabbed the neck of the person in front with his right hand!

Such a familiar picture made Joey's hair stand on end. She had no doubt that mexiling could easily break the man's neck.

Seeing someone being kidnapped, everyone stopped and dared not act rashly.

Hou Daohou had recognized that this was the man who was with Joey last time. His eyes lit up. In fact, he was more interested in this man. He was full of cold Qi all over. He had a golden figure and a cold face. As long as he was willing to enter the circle, he would be red.

Hurry out and make things right: "hahaha, a misunderstanding, this is..." he looked at Joey.

Joey was also afraid of making an accident. He begged mexiling with his eyes and replied in a hurry: "his surname is Ling."

Moxi Ling glanced coldly at Joey and loosened his hand. The thin man who was pinched by his neck suddenly showed a circle of black marks on his neck. He covered his neck and coughed hard, which made his internal organs seem to spit out.

He drank the most and had the strongest temper. He was bullied in public. The wine woke up. His old face was as red as a fire. He stared at a pair of red eyes and rushed towards moxiling.

Hou Dao hurriedly winked at the people nearby. Several people dragged him down, so he didn't fight again.

Joey nodded and bowed to compensate for his smiling face. Director Hou rounded up the scene in the middle. The other party scolded and scolded. Seeing that moxiling was silent, the matter gradually subsided. Hou Daoben wanted to chat up with mexiling. When he saw Joey's face embarrassed, he winked at him. Knowing that it was not the time, he asked everyone to leave.

When everyone was gone, Joey dared to take a peek at mexiling. Under the oversized sunglasses, his face was expressionless, and his tight chin showed that his remaining anger had not disappeared.

Joey looked down and took a small step towards him carefully: "moxiling, let's go."

The man didn't speak. He walked across the road with big steps. Joey hurried to follow him.

Seeing him get into a car, Joey was a little silly. He thought he would take her back. Unexpectedly, he drove the car. After a little hesitation, the man had started the car. Joey quickly opened the door and sat in the back.

As soon as the car started, Joey regretted it. What's the difference between taking her to fly?

However, at eight or nine o'clock, when the night is waning, the street lights are bright, neon lights are flashing, people on the street are moving, the road is like a fast flowing river, and countless cars swim among them. It's so prosperous.

Joey sat in the car and turned a blind eye to the beautiful night scene. She stiffened and turned pale. In her ears, she only heard the sound of wheels rubbing against the road. In her sight, she only saw the picture of rapidly bumping into the car in front. But in a moment, the car shifted and pushed away the car in the next lane, almost close to her body.

Joey pressed her heart with one hand and clung to the grip on the car with the other. She didn't fasten her seat belt. She was so afraid that she would throw her out with a flick of her tail.

The man galloped all the way and was so surprised that the cars on the whole road were giving way. For a time, the horn sounded through the clouds and night, and there was a scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Joey couldn't say a complete word except screaming. Before long, he felt dizzy, bloated, poor breathing, and his chest seemed to be blocked with a lot of cotton.

Looking out of the window, it's dark all around. They are like a boat in the ocean at night. They rise and fall with the waves. Maybe they will be thrown up and smashed down by the rough waves in the next second.

Joey's voice was hoarse, his face turned white and blue, and his eyes were empty and blank. Because of the force of the hand pressing the heart, the nail pierced into the skin through the cloth, but there was no consciousness.

Just when she felt she was going to hang up, she heard "Zi Chi!" With a sound, the car stopped.

Joey was pushed forward by inertia and fell back heavily against the window. The man opened the door, slammed the door, and then opened her door. Joey was by the door, caught off guard and fell out.

The man looked at her, turned and went up the steps. Joey lay on the ground and heard the "click" sound of his leather shoes on the smooth steps. He was panting and cold.

Joey clenched her teeth and stood up from the ground. Her chest was still as uncomfortable as being pressed by a boulder. Something rushed up one by one. She looked up and looked around. She staggered to the garbage can. She bent down and vomited. After all the meals she ate at night, she vomited yellow water again. The yellow water vomited away, but it was still dry and vomited for a long time, She just stopped and fell on the lawn.

Mexiling is crazy. No normal person can drive like that!

She breathed slowly, looking at the sparse stars in the sky and the faint curved moon.

Yu Guangli, on the lighted window on the highest floor of the castle, saw the figure of a man. The black figure stood there motionless and could not see his face clearly, but Joey could feel that he was looking at her and watching her fall on the grass like a dead dog.

Joey also stared at him, at the pervert who almost killed her!

At this moment, she realized that she would try her best to leave mexiling and be around him. Even if he didn't bite her or pinch her neck, he would die.

As time went by, the figure on the roof was still motionless, as if it had been fixed. Joey suspected that it was not mexiling at all, but a dummy.

After lying down for a while, the strength gradually returned to her body. When she was about to get up, she saw the light and shadow of the window. Under the faint moonlight, a figure fell like a meteor and flew straight towards her.

Joey was so numb that he fell back halfway through.

Without waiting for her to recover, she felt a tight neck. The man grabbed the clothes on her chest and ran back to the window with a swish.

The man's feet fell to the ground and his hands loosened. Joey collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. He was so frightened that he fell on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head for a long time.

The man still didn't speak, but turned into the bathroom. Joey saw the opportunity, almost rolled and climbed, opened the door and ran out. At the end of the corridor, she saw her room, rushed in, locked the door, and blocked the movable tables and chairs behind the door. Then she leaned against the pile of things and gasped.

She had been frightened and had no courage to beg for mercy. She just hoped that she could hide for a while. When Moxi Ling's anger disappeared, she would go to him to apologize.

But before he could breathe, he saw a figure sliding in silently like a big fish at the window.

Joey sat on the ground and stared at him dumbfounded. She couldn't escape. Anyway, she couldn't escape!

The man came over and looked down at her. His face was as heavy as water and his voice was cold: "you failed me."

"No, I didn't," Joey explained eagerly with a white face. "I thought about calling you. I didn't mean to..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and two sharp eyes hit her face like a knife, "you let a man touch you."

"No, absolutely not, I swear!" Joey raised his right hand. "I'm only loyal to you in my life."

"Lie!" The man whispered, "I saw it with my own eyes and was still sophistry!"

Joey reacted quickly and immediately knew what he meant. He hurriedly said, "that man was drunk and he couldn't stand stably, so he put his hand on my shoulder. This kind of doesn't count, doesn't count..."

"No?" A cold voice asked.

Joey didn't dare to look at him and said, "all, they are friends. When they are drunk, help them. No, it's nothing. They should help each other." I dare not say that the man wanted to stop her.

The man looked at her again for a while, reached out and picked her up and threw a pier on the ground. Joey's feet were numb, but he didn't dare to say a word. He leaned over and put his mouth open against her neck.

Joey was terrified and screamed with his eyes closed!

Moxi Ling frowned slightly. The cry was too noisy. He was vertical and slipped away quietly from the window.

Back in the corridor, Joey's voice was still sharp, but mozino came around the corner and asked him with a smile, "Xiling, what's the matter with her? Cried so miserably? "

"Mind your own business." Moxi Ling said coldly and turned away.

Mozino shrugged and walked to Joey's door, trying to go in and comfort the poor little girl. After just taking two steps, I felt wrong. Turning around, moxiling stood there with a pair of black eyes staring at him quietly.

Mozino smiled and raised his hand to surrender: "I'm going, I won't go in! Don't go in, all right? " With that, he walked past mexiling and hurried downstairs.

Although I feel sorry for Joey, I can't help it. In terms of his identity, he obeyed mexiling. In terms of boxing and foot, he couldn't fight, so he had to leave!