Pretentious 24
Jing Ranran was dumbfounded, she didn't understand why things had turned to this point at all.
The gangster's routine has been out of the human world.
Until the next day when he found that he was not stopped when he walked out of the room, Jing Ranran had a black face full of question marks.
[Sisi Tong, Mrs. Yan, has she also been replaced by some actor?]
Sudden favor, sudden freedom—
What a surprise!
System 1314 did not want to answer her question, and pretended not to hear it.
What surprised her even more was that the note that followed her escaped from the fire scene and escaped the clutches of the boss...
It is truly a love letter! ! !
To be precise, it is a piece of paper that looks like it was torn from the last page of a book, with rich and sharp writing in black ink on it.
No matter how you look at it, it is a high-spirited boy font.
It read: Jing Ranran, I like you.
That's embarrassing.
Brother, are you sei? ? Are we familiar
Uncle Li went out of his way to let Uncle Li pass this kind of thing to her—
This unknown big brother, what are you thinking about!
Or, Uncle Li, how did your brain circuit grow!
You didn't pass on the news from your old boss, but you're in the mood to be a matchmaker for someone imprisoned by the big boss!
I just don't understand!
Rounding off the old man who is almost a hundred years old! Uncle Li, can't you be more mature!
[What are you doing! What is going on in this world? Take a look, Tongzi, one or two are so unique, the script changes as soon as it is said, how can I play it?]Jing Ranran took a stroll around the building where Yanling lived—the building where the Lin family used to live, and found that it was still a familiar building with a familiar formula, and stopped at the railing on the second floor aimlessly. glance around.
[It’s good that you are happy, I only care about the completion of the task. ] System 1314 does not have a memory wide enough to immediately shake hands with Jing Ranran and let go of the past.
[I didn't expect you at all, after all, you are a salted fish.]Jing Ranran has a plan in mind, although it is a bit dangerous, it is still worth a try.
Yan Ling is urgently processing a batch of goods at hand. Since she usurped the position of Lin Xu and his wife, her way has been difficult.
Those old vested interests want to share what she has, and the former partners of the Lin family are also ready to move.
I heard that Lin Xu and his wife have come out of the arena recently, and it seems that they want to use the power of Boss Fu to clean her up first.
If it weren't for some of the original strength of the Yan family and the people left behind by her parents to help her, Yan Ling would have been eaten to nothing.
When Jing Ranran went looking for her, she had just come from the temporary warehouse near the base camp.
Seeing the girl dressed in an innocent and leisurely outing style, showing a strong style of painting that is incompatible with everyone around her, and the person concerned still looks ignorant, Yan Ling suddenly felt—that's fine too.
It was enough for her to appear in her own world safely and as noisy as before.
As for the hatred, it should be attributed to those who deserve it.
[It's too bad, Xianyutong, I think the way the boss looks at me is very wrong.]Jing Ranran has a smile on her face, but she always feels cold in her heart.
If I had to be specific, it would be:
I feel a dull pain in my waist and kidneys.
System 1314: [Oh.]Very indifferent.
Jing Ranran was hurt by its answer, and decided not to worry about the status of the system for the few days of each month for the time being, but to seriously plan with the boss—how to get rid of Boss Fu.
Before discussing the problem, there is a more important thing to address:
"It's almost 11:30? Is it time for lunch?" The girl's schedule is very regular, and the time for three meals a day is about the same. At this time, she came to see Yanling as if she just wanted to have a meal with her.
He showed no interest in the warehouse configuration in the distance, or the manpower arrangement around Yanling.
"What do you want to eat?" Yan Ling asked her kindly, her expression, which was always full of anger, seemed to soften a little, but the change was so subtle that even Jing Ranran wasn't sure if it was true.
Then Yan Ling saw the dazed look of the person in front of her who was surprised by this different treatment from the past, and reacted a little slower.
There is a little bit of cuteness.
Yanling suddenly had an urge to tease her, and slowly moved closer to her face, and she saw Jing Ranran take a step back in bewilderment, and a faint pink crept from her neck to her cheeks.
"...Why did you get so close all of a sudden?" You could almost feel the slightly warm wind blowing on Yan Ling's face when he breathed.
Yan Ling stood up straight with a natural expression, and stretched out her hand to pin a small lock of her hair that fell to the side of her face behind her ears, as if the approach just now was Jing Ranran's hallucination, her expression was indifferent without revealing her deepest thoughts.
Jing Ranran felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so she had to turn around and walk back first, then suddenly remembered that she hadn't answered the person's previous question, and said abruptly:
"I'm so hungry, I feel like I could eat a cow now."
The faintly ambiguous atmosphere in the air disappeared in an instant.
Yan Shishi couldn't help but bend her lips. Looking at Jing Ranran who was so shy that she deliberately stepped up her pace when she walked, she just felt a little itchy in her heart.
Jing Ranran began to regret coming to make an appointment for lunch with the boss.
Because the boss's performance since she came back yesterday made her feel a little overwhelmed.
[Even if she found out her own intentions from my suspended animation, isn't the difference too polarized?]
It's like accelerating from zero to two hundred miles in one second while driving, and even old drivers can't keep up with this speed.
Seeing that the table was full of dishes that the original owner liked, Jing Ranran didn't know where to start eating chopsticks.
And when she was struggling, Yan Ling still maintained her usual indifferent expression, but naturally put a lot of dishes on Jing Ranran's plate, almost every kind, and the plates in front of her were piled up very quickly. high.
The girl's beautiful black eyes blinked, her long eyelashes cast a half reflection in her eyes, she bit the tip of her chopsticks, and finally asked:
"Yan Shishi, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"
"Aren't we cooperating ♂ to be ♂ partners ♂ partner ♂?" Yan Shishi raised her eyes to meet her gaze, stopped eating, and smiled faintly at the corners of her lips, just matching the momentum in her eyes, what do you think? How come there is an evil spirit.
Jing Ranran: ... I think we may not be talking about the same word? ?
[I've changed my mind, I'd rather she ask me whether I died or not yesterday. ] Don't face this kind of boss with a sudden change in style.
Yan Ling has never been willing to admit that her awkward and arrogant appearance in her heart has turned into this kind of rascally evil setting overnight. To be honest, Jing Ranran can't quite keep up with this rhythm.
It turned out that after her flattered lunch, she had another rather memorable afternoon workout.
Under the banner of "It's time for you to learn basic self-protection skills", a certain boss gave her a brutal special training in the afternoon.
Jing Ranran was very puzzled, wouldn't it be good to let her maintain the attributes of a young lady who is just eating and waiting to die? Why is it necessary to force her to add a strange persona of "on the surface, eating and waiting to die, but in fact a master of martial arts"
It's hard!
Even stranger -
There seems to be something wrong with the process of learning this skill.
for example:
"Yan Shishi, don't touch my thigh, it's itchy." When she was being taught basic self-defense techniques, Jing Ranran felt the heat from her close to her body. She was already a little nervous, but suddenly felt the inner thigh was touched, She almost jumped up in fright.
But a certain person didn't hold back at all, and turned his head sideways behind her, biting the small white earlobe of the person in front of him, and all the scorching breath from his breathing fell on the side of her neck, and his voice was still cold when he asked, Mixed with a hint of ambiguous meaning:
"Really? Even touching it?"
Jing Ranran: ...Do you think it would be better for me to answer yes or no
#Yaoshou! The boss is playing a hooligan when he doesn't agree with each other! Is there anyone else who can take care of it?#
#千金不买早知识系列: If I had known that the big guy would have this style of painting, I wouldn’t have put up that blindfold at the beginning! #
Another example:
When Jing Ranran was taught how to use a gun by Yan Ling's playful tricks, she obviously felt that she saw Yan Ling's clicking sound of installing parts, and she felt pain everywhere in her body.
Even if the brain didn't want to recall an indescribable scene, the body remembered it honestly, so that when Yan Ling handed her the gun, Jing Ranran found that the hairs on her arms stood on end one by one, and the group took a break and stood at attention .
However, Yan Ling asked as if she had lost her memory:
"What's wrong?"
Jing Ranran pretended nothing happened, took the weapon she handed over, and aimed at a distant target. Just as she was about to pull the trigger, the man behind her came up, held her forearm, and helped her raise a little. Ding Dian, chuckled and whispered in her ear:
"Aim a little. I remember that you can hit a target at this distance. If it's crooked—you don't want to know the consequences, do you?"
"Bang!" There was a sound, and then there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.
The palm of the hand that fired the gun was a little numb from the shock, and there was a little tinnitus in the ears. Fortunately, it was outside, so it didn't have much effect on hearing.
Yanling looked sideways at the statistics beside her, 9 rings.
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:
"Extraordinary performance under excessive tension?"
Jing Ranran licked her lower lip, put down the gun, and asked her calmly, "Why should I be nervous?"
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, with his back against the hard table, and in front of him was that fierce face with a hint of fierceness, his eyes were shining like cold stars Shining brightly, her thin lips bent into a sharp arc like a crescent moon:
"Then, please explain without being nervous, what happened to the note in your pocket?"
The author has something to say: Once the boss decides to face up to his own mind, the result will be extremely terrible!
An old crash like Wuli Yuyan can't hold it!
I feel like I have reached a new level of sweetness!
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