Devil President, Don't Bite Me

In the evening, Joey slept in mexiling's room. She leaned against the bed playing games and men reading. A wide bed, one side, no one will hinder anyone.

Sometimes, Joey would feel the man's eyes light and light over him. Sometimes, he would stop for a while and his eyes gradually became hot. She looked red in the face and pressed her fingers indiscriminately, killing several lives in a row.

Moxi Ling saw her sigh again and again and came closer: "can't you win?"

His breath sprayed on her face, itching and hot. His warm body was next to her, and half of his body was numb and crisp. Joey wanted to move a little, but he didn't want to move. He let his heart beat like thunder, his face flushed, and gave a low "um".

"I'll come." He reached for his cell phone.

Joey was very careful to be next to him. He was careful of the dirty banging, but he was full of expectation. Mexiling was so powerful that he must be good at playing games.

The man looked at the colorful interface, but he didn't move. He allowed the enemy's shells to hit the virtual himself, and the red strips instead of life value quickly subsided. Joey was so anxious that he shouted: "fight, get away, oh!" As soon as the voice fell, the virtual soldier on the screen had fallen to the ground.

Joey looked at him dumbfounded: "you can't play?"

The man actually said, "No." Then he put one hand around her neck and held her in his arms, "you teach me."

Joey sighed, "why didn't you say it earlier and waste your life in vain."

He was more confident: "I'm watching the enemy's attack."

Joey whispered: I don't know. I just don't know. I still want to argue!

But he wanted to play. She could only teach him how to shoot, change guns and load bullets. There were some weapons in the warehouse. There were gemstones in the bank that could be used to change weapons and equipment.

Then she wanted to be a model, and the man brushed her hand: "No." When he pressed the start button, he began to attack and played happily with all kinds of heavy weapons.

Watching the sky cannon explode one by one, the screen was full of fireworks, and in the countless flames, only a very small number of enemies fell. Joey was stunned and distressed. She spent a lot of energy, time and a little money to reserve these heavy weapons for the most critical time. Unexpectedly, mexiling blew them all up to her like fun.

This loser!

She reached for her mobile phone: "forget it, I'd better play by myself."

"Don't worry," the man raised his hand and dodged, "look, I'm going to start officially."

Joey was shocked that her warehouse was almost empty. He hadn't officially started yet!

The man said slowly, "I just tried the power of weapons!"

Joey thinks he's a fool. How can he place his hope on a monster?

But the picture that surprised her appeared. The virtual soldier took the most common gun, bypassed the enemy's defense line all the way, entered the rear, shot and killed, picked up heavy weapons, and then fought in a detour to annihilate the enemy on the screen.

Joey was so excited that he couldn't help patting him on his chest twice, "moxiling, you're great!"

The man's fingers moved quickly and his voice was faint: "the real war is not like this."

Joey looked up at him. Her forehead gently rubbed his chin. The warm touch seemed to have a trace of current passing through, bringing a trace of numbness. The man quickly bowed his head and kissed the center of her eyebrows.

Joey looked up and wanted to say something. As a result, he was fascinated by his unexpected enthusiasm. A long palpitation swayed in her heart. She was very upset because she always had this damn reaction to his actions!

Close your eyes and wait for the man's further action with fear, but his eyebrows are suddenly cold, and his lips have left.

Joey quickly lowered his head and saw that the battle on the screen was still in full swing. The episode just now didn't hinder him at all!

After several sets in a row, mexiling became braver and braver. Because of his outstanding achievements, he won many awards, and the almost empty warehouse was full again.

Looking at the man's slender fingers moving quickly on the screen, Joey was suddenly a little happy. I don't know whether it was because of more heavy weapons than before or the man holding her?

It can't be denied that mexiling is really a genius for playing games. He has changed from a novice who knows nothing to a top expert in an instant. His IQ... Is a little explosive

"Meryl, have you ever seen a real war?"

"Yes."

"Really?" Joey looked up again. This time she carefully avoided his chin and didn't touch it. "Have you ever fought?"

The man stared at the mobile phone and gave a faint "um" sound.

Joey doesn't believe it. It's a time of peace. Where is war? It must be a lie.

"Tell me, what kind of war have you fought?"

The man didn't say anything until the end of the game: "that's not what you should know. Don't ask."

Joey sensed sensitively that when he said this, his tone was a little colder. Of course, she didn't dare to ask again. Oh, she was quiet.

The man put down his cell phone. "It's late. Go to bed."

Joey said hello. He loosened his hand on his waist, hesitated for a second, turned over to his side, and the man didn't object. He lay down on his back as usual, folded his hands on his lower abdomen and closed his eyes.

Joey blushed for her hesitation and couldn't sleep in a man's arms. She seemed so lost!

Joey, Joey, you've fallen... Don't be confused by his handsome face and temporary tenderness. He's moxiling, a moody monster!

Joey turned his back to him, put aside his thoughts, closed his eyes and went to sleep. Everything was quiet. Suddenly he heard a man say, "Iraq, the war is cruel!"

Uh? Joey turned to look at him. He still kept his posture, closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if that sentence had not come from his mouth.

Without a dream all night, Joey slept black and sweet. Mexiling looked at the woman who automatically rolled into his arms and smiled silently. His woman was so cute. His hair was messy, his pajamas tilted to one side, revealing half a snow-white fragrant shoulder. He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss it. He chewed it gently. His smooth skin with a faint fragrance made him intoxicated.

Joey felt itchy, like a dog licking her, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a man with thick black hair, gnawing at her shoulder

Joey's heart jumped. It was a little close to her neck. She was afraid of being bitten. She dared to push him, pretending to wake up, and her voice was vague: "don't make trouble, it's itchy."

The man naturally regarded her soft and vague voice as a spoiled one, and chewed it more happily. Joey only felt that her shoulders were wet, hot and cold. To her death, he made her itch.

He quickly broke free, pulled up his pajamas, blushed and said, "it's really itchy."

Moxi Ling propped up her elbow and smiled: "did you sleep well?"

"OK." Joey's feet moved slowly under the quilt and wanted to go down from the other side of the bed and stay in bed with him. She couldn't calm down.

The man didn't move. He watched her retreat to the bed bit by bit. Suddenly, he turned over and fished Joey back with his long arm.

Joey was startled and struggled slightly: "I want to go to the bathroom."

The man held her still and just looked at her and smiled. Joey obviously felt the change somewhere in his body, and his face was burning. He thought to himself, won't he want her now?

She said weakly and lazily, "I really want to go to the bathroom."

The man bent his head down, kissed her on the tip of her nose, slipped to the corner of his mouth and kissed her, then turned over and pulled her up smoothly.

Joey jumped out of bed with a red face and ran into the bathroom in a panic. She was a little pissed. When he pressed her, the feeling of fullness became more and more obvious. But I know he won't really do anything to her, because he promised to wait for her to be ready.

Joey hopes she will never be ready. She doesn't want to try to be torn again.

After breakfast, Joey walked with mexiling. This time they were not in the garden, but up the mountain.

Although it is midsummer, the woods are as cool as water. The trees are tall and straight, as if they are straight into the sky. The sun shines in, and the golden light is also straight, like countless pillars of light from the sky. Joey saw such beautiful scenery for the first time. He felt very strange and looked around with his head up.

"How beautiful!" Her sincere praise.

Moxi Ling looked down at her: "it's still early. You can see clouds on the mountain. Are you going?"

Joey looked up at the towering peak: "how long will it take to climb so high?"

The man bent down and said, "come up."

Joey's eyebrows and eyes are crooked. How could she forget that Moxi Ling can fly. Lying on the man's back, she said shyly, "don't be too fast, I'll be afraid."

The man turned her back to the front and asked her to hold her neck. With one hand around her waist and one hand holding her hip, he touched her nose intimately: "don't be afraid if I'm here."

With that, he flew up to the top of the tree. Before Joey cried out, he had swung from one tree to another. Tiptoe gently, a few rise and fall, the branches clatter all the way, and they soon reached the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain.

Joey hugged the man's neck tightly and took a long breath. Suddenly, he found his legs sandwiched on the man's waist, and the man held both hands under her hips. This posture was too ambiguous. Joey was red in the face and dared not move.

More incredible things happened. The man turned her over and let her face the open valley. Joey can't describe his mood at this time. He only knows to scream at his throat. It's terrible and frightening. The deep valley is deep and bottomless, just like the huge mouth of a beast, waiting for her to fall!

"Don't look down there," moxiling pointed to her. "The clouds are there."

Joey shouted louder, "don't let go, don't let go, hold me tight!"

The man chuckled and put his hand back on her waist. Joey raised his eyes gingerly and looked at the place the man had just pointed out. He was stunned, held his breath, stared, and sighed after half a sound: "it's so beautiful!"

It's really beautiful. The vast sea of clouds rolls with layers of white waves, rolling in the sky, and there is fog floating in it, sometimes thick and sometimes light. The fairy in imitation of the veil is dancing.

Joey saw such a white cloud for the first time, like snow and salt, soft and long, so clean and pure white. It seems that it is the purest place between heaven and earth, but it is unpredictable, like sheep running and Dragons swimming. It is so vast that it is really shocking!