Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Why? Don't do this, don't do that. She's a string puppet. He manipulates her before she can move. She doesn't like freedom and restraint. That's why!

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man's low voice came again: "come here."

Joey is stubborn and doesn't move. He also has legs. Why does he always like to call people?

The man's face grew gloomy: "you forgot the rules."

Fuck his rules, Joey was stubborn and sat motionless.

As time went by, the two people were deadlocked. Although Joey had the pleasure of resisting, it was not easy. The fear at the bottom of his potential heart surged up, but his pride was there.

Joey's strategy is: the enemy doesn't move, I don't move. If the enemy moved, she begged for mercy.

After a while, the enemy really moved, but he didn't get close to her, but went out.

Seeing the door gently closed, Joey breathed a sigh of relief. He had been submissive in front of him for too long and forgot that he could be so hard.

But what should we do? If she doesn't go back to school, she won't be able to enter the dormitory. If she doesn't go back, how can she see people in this costume tomorrow?

Joey gets upset when he thinks of these bad things. It's all the blame of that strange man!

After sitting for a while, Joey quietly walked to the door. Connected to the room was a very large bedroom, surrounded by snow-white walls, a black big bed in the middle, four thick and beautifully carved columns, with snow-white soft yarn hanging on all sides, rippling gently in the breeze.

Joey shook his head. It's a strange match. Everything seems so cold in the black and white room, but why are there these white gauze? It's obviously not like mexiling's style.

Mexiling doesn't like soft soft and weak. He despises all weak and incompetent things, whether people, animals or dead things. He doesn't even like meow, but it's raised by mexiling. Although he doesn't like it, he won't be violent enough to destroy it.

Mosiyu said that his heart was actually very soft. She couldn't see it. She only saw that he was very proud and cold.

There was no one in the room. Joey slipped through the bedroom and went to another room. It was still black and white, with white walls and black furniture. There were some abstract paintings on the wall. It looked like a small side hall. Joey was curious. How many rooms are there here? No matter how luxurious the presidential suite is, isn't it so outrageous?

Just about to wear it to the next room, the door opened. A beautiful woman stood there with a smile and something in her hand: "Miss Qiao, here's what you want."

Joey wondered, "I don't want anything?"

"Mr. Mo ordered it."

Joey went over and saw a pile of clothes, a small bag of makeup removers, and underwear in the other bag.

The beauty said, "Miss Qiao, the underwear has been washed and dried. You can wear it right away."

"OK, thank you," Joey was surprised. It was all she needed urgently.

"Miss Qiao, do you need anything else?"

"No," Joey thanked again and suddenly asked, "by the way, can you lead me out? I mean, I can't find a place to come in. "

"This..." the beauty was a little embarrassed: "Miss Qiao doesn't have the right to go in and out freely, so..."

"So," Joey understood, "when I come in, I can't go out. When I go out, I can't come in?"

"I'm afraid so."

Joey nodded calmly, "I see." When the beauty turned and left, a sarcastic smile floated around her mouth. Isn't it house arrest? This is what mexiling is good at!

She walked around the room, found another bedroom, took her clothes to the bathroom to take a bath, washed her hair and walked out.

This bedroom is smaller. There is a TV on the wall and a bottle of flowers on the long table below. There is a faint aroma in the air. The bed is white. The orange light shines on it, showing a trace of warmth. It is not as cold as other rooms.

Joey stood by the window, her semi dry hair rising in the night wind. The window was facing a slope of grass. There were floor lamps everywhere, which made the grass green and like a lake. There are stars in the sky, the moon is as light as a shadow, and the sky is reflected by the light on the ground with a faint white light.

Joey gently rubbed her hair with her hand. When it was all dry, she went to bed. She had to get up early and go back to school tomorrow.

She doesn't know what mexiling meant by leaving her here. Since she's angry, why don't you let her go? Isn't it better to be out of sight and out of mind?

Or maybe, mexiling has already left. She can't help laughing at herself. She's really good at making him angry.

She was sobbing and sighing. Suddenly she heard the sound of a piano. Her heart moved and she pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

Probably because of listening attentively, the sound of the piano is as clear as that of every note in the next room. They jump happily on the keys and make a beautiful sound.

She only heard mexiling play the piano once. It was the sound that filled her with curiosity and plunged her into such an embarrassing situation. After listening to it for a while, Joey couldn't help sighing. The sound of the piano was like a human being, clean and elusive.

Although he knew it was an illusion, Joey walked over gently, opened the door a crack and looked out quietly.

The first thing that came into view was a screen, pure white, carved tangled flowers, intricate and exquisite. The dark line engraved with Phnom Penh was very magnificent.

Through the screen, there was a big black piano in the room, and the familiar figure sat in front of the piano.

Joey was startled. It turned out that he was really playing the piano next door.

She remembered seeing him for the first time. He was wearing a dark blue knight suit, rows of silver buttons glittering under the light, his hands hanging on both sides were white and slender, his bones were clear, and his face was wearing a silver mask. Standing three meters away, he has an outstanding temperament, but he is silent and isolated, so that people can't get close to him.

Now that they were so close, Joey felt as if he had seen him for the first time, unable to get close and know his heart.

He played very attentively, and she listened attentively, one in the house and one outside the house. Time flowed away imperceptibly in the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano gradually reached the climax, as if thousands of troops were galloping, braying, beating drums and shouting in unison. Joey was frightened when he heard the last ending, but suddenly, his hands fell heavily, and everything was still. Only a vast expanse of white snow remained.

Joey was a little strange. Why did she think of snow instead of other places?

For a long time, the man's hand left the piano. He stood up and stared at her. Joey jumped and hurried to the wall, but what if he saw it? Anyway, she's his. She can't escape.

On this thought, she leaned over the crack of the door again, but saw the man's back disappear at the opposite door.

Maybe he knew she was here, so he chose to leave from the other side. It's really going to be out of sight and out of mind!

Well, Joey smiled and each other was quiet.

Touching her hair, it was completely dry. She adjusted the alarm clock in her mobile phone and climbed into bed to sleep. I'm not worried that mexiling will come. Anyway, she can't stop him if he wants to come. Let it be.

Having figured it out, Joey soon fell asleep.

After drinking too much water, Joey woke up with urine swelling in the middle of the night. She was vaguely remembering to go to the bathroom, but she heard a slight noise by the door. She was surprised, and her newly propped up body fell quietly again.

By the light of the window, she saw the door open silently, and the tall figure came in, walking to the bedside.

Joey thought he would come to bed and sleep next to her as usual, but the man stood still and seemed to be looking at her. After a long time, Joey's slightly narrowed eyes were a little astringent. Then he went to the sofa opposite the bed and sat down.

Joey is very strange. I don't know what he's going to do?

But he keeps going. How does she go to the bathroom? The more you hold back, the more obvious the swelling is. Joey keeps complaining. You're sick. Don't sleep in the middle of the night. Come to her room and sit down!

After a while, he still didn't mean to go. Joey couldn't help but hum and move, pretending to wake up.

A miracle happened. The man who had just been fixed there like a sea god needle flashed out of the door like a light streamer.

Joey was stunned. If she knew this, she would have woken up.

But... Why did he run? It was like he had done something bad to be found. He ran away in panic.

Joey was so surprised. The impression of mexiling was the kind of person with a knife on his neck and a light face. At any time, he was proud, cold and aloof. He had never been so embarrassed as before. Because he was so surprised, Joey endured the swelling feeling for a while, and then hurried into the bathroom.

After going to the bathroom, he was relaxed. He had a good sleep, but Joey couldn't sleep for half a day because of the little episode just now. I was always thinking, what did moxiling want to do when she touched her room in the dark?

He is a knife, she is a fish, he can do whatever he wants, as long as he is willing, or even break his promise to do her, why run? Why, why

A series of question marks hung heavily on her heart like a big iron hook.

It was almost dawn without much sleep. Looking at a pair of panda eyes in the mirror, Joey couldn't help worrying. Last night was really a tendon. Why do you have to think hard about that problem and give up if you can't figure it out? The mind of monsters like moxiling is not something that ordinary people and small people like her can guess at all.

Wash and gargle, put on new clothes, look in the mirror, hey, it's really good, the size is appropriate, and the color and style are also her style.

As soon as it was packed, someone knocked on the door three times.

Such politeness would not be moxiling. Joey asked, "who is it?"

"Miss Qiao, breakfast service."

"Please come in."

The door opened. Yesterday, the beauty came in with the dining car and brought breakfast to the table one by one. "Miss Qiao, please take your time."

Joey asked her, "where's Mr. Mo?"

"Mr. Mo has left. This is the breakfast he ordered for Miss Qiao. "

Joey didn't seem to be as happy as she thought when she heard that he was gone. She thought, is it really angry that moxiling left like this?