Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

Pretend to be 24

Jing Ranran was very dazed, she didn't understand why things had become where they are now.

The routine of the big guy has been out of the human world.

Until the next day when he found that he was not blocked when he walked out of the room, Jing Ranran's black face was full of question marks.

[The Fourteenth Unification, Yan Dalu, is she also replaced by some actor? 】

Sudden love, sudden freedom—

What a surprise!

The system 1314 didn't want to answer her question, pretending that it didn't hear it.

What surprised her even more was the note that followed her to escape from the fire and escaped from the claws of the boss...

It's really a love letter! !

To be precise, it is a piece of paper that looks like the last page of a book torn off by hand, with black ink and lavish and sharp writing on it.

No matter how you look at it, it's an energetic male font.

It says: Jing Ranran, I like you.

This is very embarrassing.

Brother, you sei? ? Are we familiar?

I didn’t hesitate to work hard and not afraid of death, so I asked Li Bo to pass this kind of thing to her—

This unknown big brother, what are you thinking about?

In other words, how long does Li Bo's brain circuit grow!

If you didn't deliver the news of your old boss, you were in the mood to match me, a man imprisoned by a big boss!

I don't understand it!

Rounding up the old man who is almost a hundred years old! Li Bo, can't you be more mature!

[What the hell! What is happening in this world? Take a look, one or two are so peculiar. The script will change as soon as the script changes. How can I act? 】Jing Ranran used the posture of visiting scenic spots to stroll around the building where Yan Ling was located—the building where the Lin family and his wife used to live. After finding that it was still a familiar building with a familiar formula, he stopped at the railing on the second floor and went down aimlessly. The ground looked chaotically.

[It’s good if you are happy, I only care about the completion of the task. The system 1314 has not yet opened up the memory to the point where it can immediately shake hands with Jing Ranran and abandon previous suspicions.

[I didn't count on you, after all, you are a salted fish system. ] Jing Ranran thought about it. Although it's a bit dangerous, it's still worth trying.

Yan Ling is urgently handling the batch of goods on hand. Since she usurped the position of Lin Xu and his wife, her path has not been easy.

The old vested interests wanted to divide what she had on hand, and the Lin family's former partners were also ready to move.

I heard that Lin Xu and his wife have recently returned to the arena, and they seem to want to use Boss Fu's power to clean her up first.

If it hadn't been for some of the Yan family's original strength and the people left by her parents to help her, Yan Ling would have been eaten so much that she would not even be left behind.

When Jing Ranran went to look for her, she had just come from the temporary warehouse near the base camp.

Seeing the girl's innocent and leisurely outing style dress, showing a strong style of painting that is incompatible with everyone around, and the person's face still looks unknowingly, Yan Ling suddenly felt that it was also very good.

It was enough for her to appear in her own world peacefully and as noisy as before.

As for those hatred, it should be counted on those who deserve it.

[No way, Xianyutong, I think the big guy looks at me very wrongly. ] Jing Ranran has a smile on his face, but in the bottom of his heart he always feels cool.

If it must be described specifically, it is:

Feeling a dull pain in the kidneys in the waist.

System 1314: [Oh. ] Very indifferent.

Jing Ranran was hurt by its answer, and decided not to care about the state of the system for the few days of each month for the time being, and instead planned to seriously plan with the boss-how to get rid of the question of Boss Fu.

Before discussing the problem, there is a more important thing to be resolved:

"It's almost half past eleven? Is it time for lunch?" The girl's work and rest are quite regular, and her three meals a day are almost the same. At this time, she came to find Yan Ling as if she simply wanted to have a meal with her.

The arrangement of the warehouse in the distance, or the arrangement of the manpower around Yan Ling, showed a slight disinterest.

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Ling and Yan Yue asked her, her expression that had always been full of anger seemed to soften a little bit, but the change was so subtle that even Jing Ranran was not sure if it was true.

Then Yan Ling was particularly surprised at the person in front of her because of the different treatment she had received before, and she reacted slowly for a while with a dazed expression on her face.

A little bit cute.

Yan Ling suddenly had an urge to tease her, slowly moving closer to her face, and she saw Jing Ranran take a step back at a loss, the faint pink creeping from her neck to her cheeks.

"...Why are you suddenly so close?" You can almost feel the warm wind blowing on Yan Ling's face when she breathes.

Yan Ling naturally stood up straight with an expression, reached out and pinned the small hair on the side of her face behind her ears, as if it was an illusion by Jing Ranran just now, her expression was faint and unrevealed.

Jing Ranran felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so he had to turn around and walk back first. Suddenly remembering that he hadn't answered that person's previous question, he suddenly said:

"So hungry, I feel like I can eat a cow now."

The ambiguous breath that filled the air disappeared in an instant.

Yan Shiyi's lips couldn't help but bend, seeing Jing Ranran being so shy that he even deliberately increased his steps when he walked, and only felt a little itchy in his heart.

Jing Ranran began to regret coming to make an appointment with the boss for lunch.

Because the boss from her return yesterday to the present performance has made her feel a little overwhelmed.

[Even if she found out her own thoughts from my suspended animation in an instant, is it too polarized? 】

It's like accelerating from zero to two hundred miles per second while driving. Old drivers can't keep up with this speed.

Seeing that the table was full of dishes that the original owner liked to eat, Jing Ran didn't even know where he should start to put his chopsticks.

And when she was tangled, Yan Ling still kept her usual cold expression, but she moved naturally to put many dishes on Jing Ranran’s plate, almost every kind, quickly piled up on the plate in front of her. high.

The girl's beautiful black eyes blinked, her long eyelashes cast a half reflection under her eyes, she bit the tip of the chopsticks, and finally asked:

"Yan eleven, why are you so good to me all of a sudden?"

"Aren't we ♂ ♂ ♂ partner♂ companion♂?" Yan Xi'an raised her eyes to meet her gaze, stopped eating, and smiled faintly at the corners of her lips, just matching the momentum of her eyes, what do you think? How did you reveal an evil spirit?

Jing Ranran: …I think we might not be talking about one word? ? ?

[I changed my mind. I would rather she ask the question whether I died yesterday or not. 】Don’t face the big guys who have a sudden change in style.

Yan Ling had never admitted that awkward and arrogant appearance when she was in her heart, and suddenly became this kind of hooliganism setting. To be honest, Jing Ranran couldn't keep up with this rhythm.

As a result, after she finished a flattered lunch, she ushered in a rather unforgettable afternoon exercise.

Under the banner of "It's time for you to learn basic self-protection skills", a certain big guy gave her a brutal special training in the afternoon.

Jing Ranran was puzzled. Isn't it good for her to keep the eldest lady's attributes? Why forcibly add to her the strange character of "on the surface, eat and wait to die, in fact the martial arts master"?

It's uncomfortable!

What's even stranger is—

There seems to be something wrong with this skill learning process.

for example:

"Yan eleven, don't touch my thighs, itching." When being taught basic self-defense skills, Jing Ranran felt the heat coming from her body, and was a little nervous at first, but suddenly felt that the inner thigh was touched. She was so frightened that she almost jumped up.

It happened that someone didn’t constrain at all. He tilted his head behind her, biting the small, snow-white earlobe of the person in front of her, and the scorching breath of the breath fell on the side of her neck. The voice during questioning was still cold, and Mixed with a hint of ambiguous meaning:

"Really? Can't touch it?"

Jing Ranran: …Do you think I will answer yes or no, which one would be better?

#夭寿啦! The big guy didn't agree with what he said was playing a hooligan-gangster! Is there anyone who can manage it?#

#千金难买 Early Knowing Series: I knew that the big guy would become this style of painting, and I would not put up that blindfold when I said anything at the beginning! #

Another example:

When Jing Ranran was taught how to use a gun by Yanling's play tricks, she obviously felt that she felt pain everywhere in her body when she saw Yanling's crackling sound of installing parts.

Even if the brain does not want to recall an indescribable scene, the body remembers it honestly, so that when Yan Ling handed her the gun, Jing Ranran found that the hairs on his arm stood up one by one and stood at attention. .

However, Yan Ling asked as if she had lost her memory:

"What's wrong?"

Jing Ranran pretended that nothing happened and took the weapon she handed over and aimed at the distant target. When he was about to pull the trigger, the man behind him leaned up, held her forearm, and helped her raise it. A little bit, said in her ear with a chuckle:

"Aim a little bit. I remember it's okay for you to hit a target at this distance. If it's crooked—you wouldn't want to know the consequences, right?"

"Bang!" There was a sound, and then a faint smell of gunpowder spread in the air.

The palm of the hand that fired the gun was numb, and there was a little tinnitus in the ears. Fortunately, it was outdoors, which did not have much effect on hearing.

Yan Ling looked sideways at the statistics, 9th ring.

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"Extraordinary performance under excessive tension?"

Jing Ranran licked her lower lip, put the gun down, and asked her calmly, "What's so nervous about me?"

As a result, the next moment, the whole person was held by both hands and pressed on the top of the head on the table where the parts were placed, behind the hard table, in front of that face with fierce and fierce scent, eyes gleaming like cold stars. Glorious, the meager lips bend like a sharp crescent like a crescent:

"Then, please don't be nervous to explain, what's the matter with that note in your pocket?"

The author has something to say: Once the boss decides to face his own mind, the result will be terrible!

The old dead machine such as Wuli Yuyan can't hold it!

I feel that I have reached a new level of sweetness again!

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