Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Mexiling looked at her quietly, while Joey begged and finally cried. She was so scared that tears ran freely on her face and made a mess of crying.

He finally opened his mouth, and his voice was calm and slow: "I really should throw you down the mountain today, so you may remember."

Joey shook her head even more. She held the man's clothes tightly. "No, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong."

"Don't cry."

"Well, I don't cry," Joey rubbed her tears carelessly, but she couldn't wipe them out. Her tears were like broken water taps. She was a little angry and confused. Suddenly she raised her hand and slapped herself in the face and shouted, "don't cry!"

The man seemed stunned and soon grabbed her hand, but his tone was colder: "I said not to hurt myself."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Joey cried. "I can't hold back my tears. It's always coming out."

The man looked at her for a while, and finally sighed softly. He took out his handkerchief and wiped her face carefully. His tone also eased a little: "say it, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Joey gritted his teeth, he said he was dead, or not. Maybe for her sake of honesty, he could spare her.

"Today, there was a man in the barbecue." Hesitated and finally said it.

"Does he like you?"

"No, of course not. My classmates like him," Joey said roughly. Of course, she didn't dare mention Du Beizheng's confession.

The man loosened her and stuffed the tearful handkerchief into his pants pocket. His deep eyes quietly looked at her: "you talked with him alone for a long time, and the first thing he baked was given to you. When you came back, you sat in the front row, and he treated you differently. Don't you like you?"

Joey stepped back and looked at him in surprise, "you, you followed me?"

"No?" He spoke as if it were normal to follow and peep.

Joey is very afraid, but her self-esteem is strongly insulted. She is not a criminal. How can he follow her? Peeping at her? Isn't he the master of Mohism? How can there be such a curfew!

Fear and anger intertwined and surged in her heart. Joey stood there motionless, but her hands unconsciously clenched into fists. If she could, she wished she could punch him in the face.

But she couldn't beat him. He just needed to move his fingers, and she would fall into the abyss of eternal doom.

Although she was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, she didn't want to die. She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm. "I talked with him alone to explore for my classmates. The first thing he baked was given to me because I was closest to him. As for me sitting in the front row, it was because I wanted to get off at the earliest."

The man didn't say a word and looked into it, as if he was distinguishing the authenticity of her words.

Joey is very calm. He has said everything he should say anyway. Does he believe it or not.

"Really?"

Joey ignored him and looked away. She is also a person with a temper. She was forced to shoot and scatter in a hurry. Whether she died or hurt, she didn't want to live like this anyway.

He felt the breeze blowing on his face and his wrist tightened. He silently deceived and caught her.

Joey retreated in horror, but he held her tighter, didn't speak, and led her to the house.

When she went up the steps, the light on the pilaster shone a dark yellow light. Joey saw that there were fine cracks on the ground, which extended to the bottom of the steps like a spider's web. She was secretly surprised. It was paved with granite with a hardness of 7.0. It was difficult to create traces on it without tools, but what kind of tools were used to cause the cracks like a spider's Web? She couldn't figure it out.

The man looked at her and said, "concentrate."

Joey's heart was cold and he hurried to follow him.

There was no one else along the way, and Joey's hope of finding a helper was dashed. She secretly raised her eyes. She didn't know whether the light in the room was too soft, or whether the man believed her. His face eased a lot, and the violent spirit gradually dissipated. She thought, maybe her life was saved.

Upstairs, mexiling took her back to her room and watched her go in. He turned and left.

Joey could see that he was still a little emotional, and she was angry, so she didn't bother to pay attention. When she saw him turn around, she immediately closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed behind him, Moxi Ling's footsteps stagnated and turned away. Although the dark red door cut off his sight, he knew she was angry.

Funny. Why should she be angry? He should be angry, shouldn't he?

Even if she is right, she should not get along with strange men alone. She should firmly remember that she is his and he is alone!

He jumped up like a streamer into the depths of the corridor.

Mozino looked at it for a long time in the stairwell and returned to the side hall. "Fortunately, they went back to their rooms and didn't quarrel."

Mosiyu patted his chest with lingering fear: "Xiling just came back looks really scary. I thought he would tear down the house."

Mo Qingze said, "anyway, it's good if he calms down."

"I say, it can't be solved until Joey comes back," mozino shook his head around his arm. "You don't listen. If you go up and persuade one or two, he's trampling the floor."

Mo Ziyu, who hasn't spoken for a long time, took a sip of red wine and looked out of the window with clear black eyes: "woman, it's really troublesome."

"But," mosiyu asked, "why is Xiling so atmospheric?"

"Then ask him, or Joey." Mozino said.

Mo Qingze: "we'd better not be curious about Xiling and go back to our room."

Everyone put down their wine glasses and stood up according to the words, but Mo Qingze said, "ah Yu, you stay."

Mo Ziyu had already stood up and didn't sit down again. He stood there waiting for Mo Qingze's instructions.

When Mo ZiNuo and Mo Siyu went out, Mo Qingze said, "you've followed Joey recently to see if she's in the wrong place. Tell me as soon as you find out."

"I won't do it," Mo Ziyu flatly refused. "You can leave this job to Nuo."

"Arnold, where are you steady? I said..."

"Anyway, I won't do it," said Mozi Yu, walking out in a cold voice: "brother, I think you're more and more like Xiling's mother."

"Ah Yu," Mo Qingze whispered, but Mo Ziyu flashed out as if he hadn't heard it.

Mo Qingze shook his head and drank the last mouthful of wine, "one or two are not reassuring."

Joey was awakened by a loud noise the next day. She rubbed her eyes, walked to the window with her shoes and looked. Mo Qingze commanded the workers to change the floor. The floor with spider cracks is surrounded by blue. Several workers are busy beating and cutting, making a harsh sound.

Joey closed the window tightly and lay back in bed. She didn't want to go down so early, let alone see mexiling.

She has already compromised. Although he has done so many bad things to her, she does not intend to investigate, because moxiling is different from ordinary people. He is very dangerous. He can easily destroy her, as well as her family and friends. She can't compete with him. I'm afraid it's useless to call the police and use external forces. So she agreed that as long as he didn't hurt her, she would stay here honestly until he was tired.

But his male chauvinism, his desire for control, his moodiness and his different way of thinking made her unable to agree. At that time, she felt that she was not a person, but a small pet without dignity. Only by shaking her tail and begging for mercy can she get his favor.

He also has gentle times, and will be good to her. It's so good that people sink. But in the twinkling of an eye, tenderness becomes cold. There's no process, so she's unprepared.

Hiding is not a good way, because she is hungry. She clearly hears the cooing sound from her abdomen. Joey is not hungry. When she is hungry, she has low blood sugar and feels dizzy.

Get up and rummage in the bag, but nothing to eat was found. The noise downstairs continued. Joey felt dizzy and painful, and then even his stomach hurt, as if something was stirring in it.

She rushed into the bathroom, lay down beside the toilet and vomited for a while. She felt that even the bile was vomited out, with tears and a runny nose on her face.

After vomiting, she was more comfortable. She sat on the ground and rested for a while. She got up and washed. As soon as she brushed her teeth, she wanted to vomit, but there was nothing to vomit. She retched.

Footsteps came towards her and stopped at the door of the bathroom. Joey was surprised and stopped retching.

I heard people outside asking, "Yi, are you in there?"

It was mosiyu's voice. Joey relaxed and gave another wow. Mosiyu hurriedly pushed the door in. What's the matter? What's wrong? "

"It's all right," Joey wiped his mouth with a towel. "Maybe he ate too much barbecue and drank some ice drinks yesterday, so he felt a little uncomfortable in his intestines and stomach."

Mosiyu looked at her anxiously: "Yi, you don't look very well. Do you want to call a doctor to see it?"

"No," Joey said faintly, "it's ready."

Mosiyu turned his eyes and said, "take a break first. I'll find you some medicine."

"Really don't use it, Siyu," Joey wanted to stop her, but mosiyu walked away.

Joey changed into a pair of cowboy shorts and white T-shirt, tied her hair into a ponytail, hesitated to go downstairs for breakfast, just vomited everything in her stomach, and she felt even more hungry.

Before she could think clearly, mosiyu came back, followed by a group of people. Joey saw moshiling standing at the end and looked at her coldly.

"Yi Yi, you don't look very well," mozino exclaimed, "what's wrong?"

Joey was a little embarrassed when he saw that they were all shocked. He glanced at mosiyu angrily: "why did you call them all? I'm really fine."

"Didn't you say your stomach was uncomfortable?" Mosiyu handed her the medicine: "take the medicine first. If you can't, call a doctor."

Joey couldn't brush her mind and took the medicine with water.

Mo Qingze winked at Mo ZiNuo: "all right, let Yi rest. Let's all go." With that, several people quickly withdrew from the room, and only moxiling stood at the door.

Joey thought mexiling would come in. Unexpectedly, he said coldly, "don't eat barbecue again in the future." Turned and left.

Joey slammed the door in anger. Do you really think he's the master? For what?