Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey wanted to hurry up with mexiling, so he didn't care about anything when he entered the shed. He was shy and asked hou to teach her to walk. Hou's face looked much better at this time. He seriously taught her again. Joey was smart and memorized Hou's words in his heart several times. He felt that there was no problem, so he officially started shooting.

Joey took up 12 points of energy and immediately entered the role as soon as the board was hit. The lotus steps moved gently, the skirt swayed slightly, and she was graceful and beautiful. She took a few steps and stopped next to a rose. The flower was half disabled, and several red petals fell on the ground. Thinking that her cousin didn't love herself, her love flower had withered before it opened, just like this rose, Melancholy and sadness poured into my heart at the same time, half drooping eyes, long eyelashes trembled, Yingying seemed to have tears.

"Yes!" Hou shouted in surprise.

Joey blinked quickly and forced her tears back. She just thought of herself. Although she gets along well with mexiling now, it's not the love she wants. Her love should not begin with compulsion. Nor should her lover be a man with a strong desire for control, a strange temper and a moody temper.

Although the staff were busy everywhere, Joey saw mexiling at the door. He stood there with a quiet look and didn't know how long he had been here. Because I didn't wear sunglasses, I was surprised to see him. There are many beautiful men in this circle, but such handsome men are really rare.

Soon, director Hou also saw him. He wore sunglasses on the first two meetings. Now he showed people his true face, which was really amazing. He felt that he had a good eye. Hurry up with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, come to visit Yi's class?"

Moxiling didn't sweep him from the corners of his eyes, but ignored his extended hand and walked straight towards Joey.

Hou Dao has never been so despised since he became famous. He feels a little uncomfortable, but he can only bear it. Who makes him aspire to this cold and arrogant young man?

Joey is uneasy. She doesn't know what mexiling's attitude towards her filming is? At first, she thought with a little caution. Now she still hasn't given up. She won't let go of any opportunity that can make herself strong. Only when she becomes strong can she compete with him.

"Have you been here long?"

"A moment," said Moxi Ling. She put her hand around her quickly, bowed her head and kissed her.

Joey was embarrassed. So many people were watching. What was he going to do? But he didn't dare to struggle too much. In a hurry, he had to pretend to faint.

Seeing that her body was soft and the whole person collapsed in his arms, Moxi Ling quickly loosened and patted her face: "breathe."

Joey pretended to wake up and gasped. It was a muddle through.

Director Hou stood on the side and coughed. Joey was eager to find something to divert the man's attention. He immediately dragged Moxi Ling to him. "Officially, this is director Hou Liang and this is Lin Muxi."

Hou did not dare to stretch out his hand again for fear of losing face again. He laughed and said, "Mr. Lin is really handsome. There are so many male stars in the circle. In my opinion, no one can compare with Mr. Lin."

Moxi Ling raised his eyes and shot two cold lights: "don't compare me with others."

Hou Dao flattered the horse's leg. He was embarrassed. He was startled by Moxi Ling's sharp eyes. His voice dropped unconsciously. He found himself under the steps: "yes, Mr. Lin is incomparable."

Mexiling was not interested in anyone other than Joey. He was too lazy to talk to her again and dragged the woman's hand out.

Joey had to smile apologetically at Hou and follow him. She was going to remove her makeup and change her clothes, but moxiling stuffed her directly into the car: "don't want to wait, go back and get it."

Joey argued: "the makeup can not be removed, and the clothes should be returned!"

"I'll buy it."

Well, the rich man is the uncle. Joey rolled her eyes. She doesn't like such a rude and unreasonable attitude of moxiling.

Fortunately, mexiling didn't see it. While driving, he said, "find a place to unload the makeup. It's ugly."

Joey couldn't help shouting at him, "ugly? Everyone says it's beautiful. "

"They have aesthetic problems."

Joey was so angry that he didn't want to talk. He turned his head to one side and heard him say, "don't shoot in the future. I don't like your public appearance."

Joey has had enough of him. Is this the beginning again? She and mexiling seem to fall into a strange circle. They will quarrel in two days, and then make up and quarrel again and again. The time of peaceful coexistence will never be long.

Knowing that he should not resist, Joey heard his low and firm voice: "no, I want to shoot."

The man seemed surprised and looked at her: "why?"

Joey said angrily, "interest."

The man said faintly, "it's very interesting."

Joey: "

The car ran all the way in the bustling night. Joey saw a tall building in front of him from a distance. The scenery lights on the side wall flowed down like a waterfall, alternating red, blue, purple and green. It was very beautiful. On the top were two big characters' ink Palace '.

Joey recognized that it was a luxury hotel owned by Mohs and thought: isn't Moxi Lingmo going to take her there?

At the intersection, sure enough, the car turned left, drove into the hotel and drove all the way to the gate. Immediately, a waiter came to open the door for Joey. Seeing her dress, he couldn't help being stunned. Then he smiled even more: "welcome."

Joey nodded and saw that Moxi Ling had a pair of sunglasses on her face, threw the car key to the waiter and walked in with a big step. She quickly followed up.

Mexiling didn't go to the front desk to ask for a room, but went directly into the elevator. Although Joey was a little strange, he didn't want to ask. Just follow him anyway.

The elevator stopped at the top floor. The corridor was covered with rose carpet. Walking on it, it was soft and silent. Under the gentle light, large yellow flowers were in full bloom on the carpet, and the petals were rolling and lifelike. The walls on both sides glittered with faint light, and silver roses jumped on the pale gold wallpaper, twining branches and leaves.

Joey thought the wallpaper was uneven, but when he touched it, it was smooth and cold.

Turning a corner, there was a golden door with unknown flowers carved on it. Two tall beauties stood by the door. When they saw them coming, they smiled politely: "sorry, guys, this is not open to the public."

Mexiling didn't speak, took out a card from his pocket and shook it gently.

The two beauties were pale, but the smile on their faces was brighter than the sun. They bowed 90 degrees to them: "Hello, Mr. mo."

Moxi Ling said coldly, "close the door and go down."

"Yes, Mr. mo." Although the two beauties were surprised, they obediently withdrew and closed the golden door.

Mexiling walked forward again and opened a milky door with the card just now. The luxury in it widened Joey's eyes. Neither resplendence nor richness could describe what she saw at the moment.

"What are you doing? Take off your makeup." The man's expression is slightly disgusted.

Joey went to the bathroom without saying a word, but she couldn't find the bathroom even after opening three doors and passing through three rooms. Then she was completely lost. There are many and large rooms here, and they are all interlinked. For her road fool, it's nothing like gossip array.

There was a long carpet under her feet. She simply took off her shoes, and her small white feet were trapped in the soft carpet. It was so comfortable.

Joey sat down on the ground and held her knees in a daze. She couldn't find the bathroom. It's estimated that moxiling couldn't find her. It's good to stay quiet for a while.

But she just relaxed and stretched. The man's cold voice rang by the door: "what are you doing here?"

Joey was startled and quickly got up. "How did you find me?"

"I can smell you."

Yes, he can smell her. Joey was a little depressed: "where am I going? Can you know? "

"It's OK to be close, not far." He looked at her face and frowned, "why haven't you removed your makeup?"

"I," Joey was a little embarrassed, "can't get to the bathroom."

The man pointed, "there, the small white door."

Joey looked in the direction he pointed. Sure enough, there was a very shallow door line. If he wasn't careful, he couldn't see it. She went over and opened the small door. Suddenly, she turned back in panic: "no, my clothes are still on the set."

The man looked calm: "then don't wear it."

Good idea! Joey slammed the door a little depressed, out of sight and out of mind.

She knew she shouldn't provoke him, but she couldn't control her temper. She held her breath from the set. Why didn't she change her clothes and take off her makeup! Why say her makeup is ugly! Why not let her film!

Fortunately, the bag contained a cleansing cream, and the water was wet. It squeezed the cleansing cream and rubbed it. It was clean. It was the eye drops that were not washed out, and the eye shadow was stained on the eyelids and looked dirty.

Joey patiently scraped with his fingernails. Suddenly his hand stagnated. Why did he make it so clean? Didn't mercillin say ugly? Then show him the ugly.

After washing and drying his hands, Joey swaggered out.

The man sat on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand. When he saw her coming out like this, he frowned, "wash it and come out again. Take off his clothes."

Joey thought she must be a ghost. She twisted her waist and walked over. Her enchanting orchid finger turned up: "Sir, why do you want people to take off their clothes? They're not that one!"

Then his face was cold and he sat down on the other side of the sofa. How do you like it!

The man looked at her with a very confused expression, like a silly handsome man.

Joey saw it and wanted to laugh. No one must have been so presumptuous in front of him.

Joey waited for the rain to come, but moxiling didn't move for a long time. The two sat at both ends of the sofa in silence.

After a long time, the man finally said, "are you losing your temper?"

Joey said faintly, "No."

He asked calmly, "Why are you unhappy?"