Internal Players

Chapter 67: The Opera of the Republic of China (27)

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Pei Jingling couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw the blue and white face of the boss.

Raising his eyebrows, he said savagely: "Hurry up! Do you want to eat a gun?! Is there anyone in Yuncheng who dares to disobey our young marshal?!"

The boss scolded his mother in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to say that he was pretending? !

You pretend to be more energetic than me!

Ren Li lowered his eyes and glanced at Pei Jingling, his eyes were cunning, looking like a little fox.

He always seems to have a lot of weird customs clearance ideas, and he will tease others to play.

Ren Li let go of his hand, his arms stretched out a little, Pei Jingling's waist was slender enough for Ren Li to cross his back and wrap him completely.

I put my palm on his stomach and touched it, um, it must be full of bad water.

Ren Li didn't think that the boss was funny, but now that he thinks about Pei Jingling, he finds it a bit funny, and a smile gradually emerges in his eyes.

Cooperating with Pei Jingling, he raised his eyebrows halfway, and said contemptuously, "I see you for your face, and this handsome's time is not so wasteful for you."

The boss stood in the same place and struggled for a long time, and then the two people who reached an agreement took turns bombing, singing one harmony, and abruptly sang a "play" of "occupying a good boy from a good family".

In the end, Ren Li faked and unbuttoned a few coats, staring at the boss, as if "the overbearing young marshal is going to take you".

In the end, the boss really couldn't hold on. Under the mental torture of the two, his pupils trembled, and he directly covered his own buttocks, backing away in fear and swearing.

Poor straight guy.

Pei Jingling held back her laughter so hard, seeing the boss's pale and resentful look, she laughed out loud in Ren Li's arms.

Ren Li also took away his "kingdom" air, looking like Pei Jingling who had succeeded in pranking him, helplessly grabbed his nose and pinched it.

The boss's heart was still beating wildly. Seeing Pei Jingling suddenly laughing happily, he was a little dazed.

Then he reacted with hindsight, and the white face turned into angry red: "Damn, are you kidding me?!"

The answer is obvious, but Pei Jingling also replied solemnly: "Yes, this gentleman."

Ren Li pressed his fist to his lips and chuckled lightly.

Chastity was out of danger, and the player's mind finally turned again, only to remember that "Huo Qing" couldn't like him, but they didn't even have ooc!

The boss had some doubts on his face, and said angrily and suspiciously: "Why haven't you been judged ooc?"

"Do you know who he is?" Pei Jingling raised his chin slightly and patted Ren Li's chest, "This is the executive officer."

The corner of Ren Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced down at Pei Jingling, his eyes darkened. This was not the first time that Pei Jingling mentioned that he was an executive.

All are implied.

Is it for fun...or is it really meant to imply something

The expression on the player's face was uncertain, he looked at Ren Li, and then at Pei Jingling: "Fuck, what about you, you can't be an executive too, right?!"

Pei Jingling felt Ren Li's deep eyes, looked natural, and squeezed into Ren Li's arms squeamishly.

"Of course I'm not an executive officer, can't you see that I'm the lovely little wife of the executive officer?"

The boss was twitched by Lei's mouth: "... Huh?"

Pei Jingling hummed and said, "How dare you put someone in front of me and destroy the relationship between our loving husband and wife..."

"Okay, stop playing."

Ren Li pinched Pei Jingling's face, squeezed his lips slightly, and gave him a light glance, "It will be nonsense."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the player with a distorted face, and explained indifferently, "Because we have already cleared the level."

The boss's face didn't get better because of this, and it was even more ugly - Damn, you all cleared the level and came to harm Lao Tzu? !

Think again, damn, who is the big player who cleared the B-level dungeon in three days? !

Ren Li frowned when he saw that he was still standing there, "You can go now."

The boss gritted his teeth, but he was helpless. He simply thought about the generous attribute points that he had given. After all, after deducting a thousand points for the failure to clear the customs, it was not considered to be empty-handed.

Staring at the two with resentful eyes, the boss walked out of the pavilion angrily.

Only Ren Li and Pei Jingling were left on the pavilion.

Ren Li released the hand holding his face and the arm that wrapped around his waist, and moved to the side for a few minutes, his eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were tight and did not speak.

Pei Jingling also felt Ren Li's sinking mood, and of course, he must be able to understand the reason.

I did it on purpose, and the ambiguous remarks that revealed a bit of the past were all intentional.

To be honest, with my current ability, if I really want Brother Li to have no doubts and act as a "stranger" who falls in love at first sight, it's really not difficult at all.

But it's just tight-lipped.

But he couldn't help it, and with the luck of not touching the bottom line of the game consciousness, he revealed little by little, and wanted him to dig and guess.

Why did the memories of two people fall in love with each other become his memories alone.

Pei Jingling still had the same expression of feigning grievances on his face, looked at Ren Li with bright eyes, and blinked: "Brother Li, what's the matter with you?"

Ren Li tightened his brows and scolded: "How dare you ask? It's not serious to say some nonsense in front of outsiders."

As always, he didn't open his mouth to say what he really wanted to say.

Forget it, anyway, if you can't ask if you can't ask, you might even get stuck with Pei Jingling.

As long as it is not mentioned, there will be no contradiction...

Pei Jingling pursed her lips and complained dissatisfiedly: "You obviously cooperated with me. You even unbuttoned your clothes, but you are too embarrassed to say that I am not serious..."

Ren Li stretched out his hand and pinched his pouting mouth, making it a duck's mouth, and snorted, "How dare you pretend to be pitiful with me? You know what I mean."

Pei Jingling took Ren Li's mouth away, leaned forward and leaned over to Ren Li's side, with a sly smile on his face: "I really don't know, what do you mean? Three people together? Cute little Jiao Wife? Or a loving husband?"

Ren Li's face darkened: "Pei Jingling!"

Pei Jingling smiled and said, "What is this, brother Li, you are too innocent..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ren Li slapped his slightly pouted buttocks, and said bitterly, "Shut up, don't talk to me now."

Pei Jingling has always been faceless and skinless, looking at him with a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ren Li turned his face away, ignoring his ticklish smile.

Downstairs, the stage was still babbling and singing. Today, it was finally not "A Dream in the Garden", but another famous opera "Peach Blossom Fan", but there was no difference in Ren Li's ears.

"That player, you also let him fail the customs clearance," Ren Li said in a low voice to the opera, "Can we go?"

Pei Jingling didn't answer, but suddenly stood up.

Ren Li was about to stand up, then he smiled and pressed his shoulder, motioning him to sit down.

Ren Li asked, "What else are you doing?"

Pei Jingling smiled mysteriously, made a fork in front of his mouth with his finger, and then trotted downstairs.

When Ren Li saw his smirk, he knew that he must be doing something "messy" again.

Pressing his forehead, he sighed softly, both helpless and doting in his tone.

After a while, Ren Lizheng closed his eyes and took a nap, when he heard a creaking sound from the door behind him.

Before he had time to look back, a hand reached into his jacket from beside him, and his slender fingers gently rubbed his heart through the thin shirt.

The wide and thin powder-white sleeves swept over, and a slightly thick incense fragrance spread.

The unfamiliar breath and muscle memory made Ren Li's body faster than consciousness at that moment, grabbed his wrist, and wanted to directly break the restless hand.

But in the next second he realized who it was, he lost most of his strength, but still pulled the slender and white arm.

Then a soft body fell into his arms.

"Sir, are you so impatient..." The other hand wrapped around his neck, raised his eyes, and sighed like blue, "Nunu's hands are hurt..."

With a "boom" in his brain, Ren Li was completely speechless and looked at Pei Jingling sitting in his arms.

He was wearing a pink stand-up collar embroidered floral dress, which was the costume of the heroine Du Liniang in "A Dream in the Garden" when she first appeared.

After all, it is the dress of the lady in the boudoir. The colors are elegant and not gorgeous, but the delicate embroidery and patterns on it, as well as the pink and tender colors, make people look very colorful.

Pei Jingling's fair skin, against the backdrop of this pink long dress, looked even more delicate and delicate, and her figure was delicate.

A wig was attached to his head, three thousand crows had loose hair hanging on his body, and his long hair flowed along Pei Jingling's slender figure, extremely smooth.

The wide sleeves slid down the raised arms, revealing half of the arms, and the white skin and the long crow-colored hair were a perfect match.

Ren Li felt that the palm of his hand holding Pei Jingling's wrist was terribly hot, so he let go of his hand and looked at Pei Jingling's face with a heavy look.

… He also put on make-up, but it wasn’t heavy, just a little red eyeshadow, and the ends of the eyes were red; the eyeliner was lined, and the tips of the eyes were upturned; the lips were dyed, and the red was delicate.

Pei Jingling's facial features are inherently exquisite, but they are more suitable for abstinence.

Just the right make-up showed his most beautiful parts, and it instantly became glamorous and coquettish.

Ren Li's throat rolled, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "...Why are you dressed like this?"

Pei Jingling raised the corners of his lips, raised his eyes to look at Ren Li, and said in a lazy and hoarse voice, "Master Young Master, don't you like it?"

The eyes are like peach blossoms, the slender eyelashes are curled and hooked, the pupils are clear and light, and they look at Ren Li intently.

Seeing that Ren Li didn't speak, Pei Jingling got closer and asked again, "Don't you like it?"

"Of course I don't like it!" Ren Li leaned back, pulled away some distance, and his tone was irritable, "Why are you making a fool of yourself again?!"

Pei Jingling picked up the orchid finger, raised his arm and half covered his face with his sleeves, with crimson eyes hanging from the tail, his eyes were seductive, and his tone was delicate and delicate: "Sir, you are joking, Nunu is a low-class actor, so why do you make a fool of yourself? Say?"

Ren Li's throat was a little dry, and reason told him that he should immediately throw Pei Jingling's little calamity aside, otherwise it would be impossible to hide his physical impulses with his posture on his lap.

But he didn't move.

He just took a deep breath and said solemnly: "... Jingling, stop playing, let go quickly."

Pei Jingling laughed in his heart, as if he was clinging to him, obviously his arm was just hanging around his neck, and he could take it off without even pulling.

Hey, it's getting more and more duplicitous.

Pei Jingling didn't dismantle Ren Li, just turned his hands, his tone was normal, and chuckled: "I'm not playing, I just think that since I've learned something, I still want to apply what I've learned and show it. Brother Li, are you willing to do it? My only audience?"

Ren Li's throat rolled up and down a few times, and said solemnly, "Then you should also stand up and sing."

Pei Jingling gave a "uh", her eyes were innocent, and her mouth was shriveled: "Although I have a strong memory, I've only watched it twice. It's hard to remember the movements of the upper body, and I don't have time to remember the steps."

Before Ren Li could speak again, Pei Jingling blinked: "Brother Li, I'm just going to sing that short piece, just listen to it..."

Playing coquettish again.

Ren Li's whole body was tense, his expression was extremely uncomfortable, and he said "um" in a very low voice.

Pei Jingling smiled and really sang it. It was the famous "Zao Luo Robe" aria in "A Dream in the Garden".

"While the beauty of the good time is good, it will be a pleasure to do who's house..."

Although Pei Jingling's tune is accurate, but after all, he has not practiced it. The opera tune he uses is very non-standard, and the singing feels more like the so-called "play tune" sung with falsetto in modern ancient songs.

But it sounds nice.

A standard opera was being sung on the stage outside, but Ren Li didn't hear a word, his ears were full of Pei Jingling's voice, and his eyes were full of his charming eyes looking forward to Shenfei.

Pei Jingling was still deliberately seducing Ren Li at first, but he became more and more serious as he sang, really wanting Ren Li to be his only audience.

It's like a kindergartener who wants to express himself in front of his favorite teacher. Maybe the performance is clumsy, but it is very cute.

Ren Li gently wrapped his arms around his waist, his eyes gradually became gentle, and he listened carefully to his singing.

If there are more and more memories between myself and him in the future, isn't the unknown past not so important...

Pei Jingling finally finished singing a piece of lyrics, and the cheeks that were not blush were a little rosy because of the long tone in the play.

After taking a few breaths, looking at Ren Li's gentle eyes, he felt his hand on his waist, but he didn't tease.

Instead, he asked with a light smile, "Brother Li, do you know where "A Dream in the Garden" came from?"

Although Ren Li didn't like listening to dramas, he still knew this and replied, "The Peony Pavilion."

"Well." Pei Jingling continued to ask, "Then do you know what the inscription of "The Peony Pavilion" is?"

Ren Li shook his head.

Pei Jingling's radiant expression softened, she leaned closer, paid her forehead, and whispered softly, "Brother Li, I know you were down just now because I always mentioned that you were an 'executive officer'."

Ren Li was stunned, his arms around his waist tightened slightly, and his eyes looked at him deeply.

"I really can't tell you anything else." Pei Jingling smiled gently, "But I will give you a sentence in the inscription."

"Love doesn't know where it starts, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live."

"This is the relationship between me and you."