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

What is the unspeakable concealment of the big brother... Jing Ranran might die when asked this question.

As for whether there was a problem with the record of the life and death book, this was the information she could only obtain when she returned to the underworld.

Now there is only one thing she needs to do-complete the commission.

I was thinking that Jing Ranran fell asleep on the soft bed, and when she woke up, she heard a lot of news, what happened to Zhan’s second child, what happened to Li Bo’s son... Lin Lin, there are basically people who are unlucky. Things.

Jing Ranran felt that he might have missed a world in this sleep.

The most incomprehensible thing is that other people are just a cigarette after the event, how come to the boss here is an afterthought, and it is the others who are unlucky.

[Big guy is worthy of being a big guy, even the relaxing activities afterwards are a mudslide style. 】Jing Ranran drank the juice brought by the maid, enjoying the treatment that he had risen several steps after becoming a big lover, while spitting out Yanling with the system.

[I'm more curious. She punishes the person who embarrassed you, but she punishes the person who embarrassed you. What kind of psychology is this? 】Since I have just heard a big gossip about the underworld from her, the system 1314's attitude to take care of her this time is fairly kind.

[This is a kind of coquettish and cheap-good mentality that is different from those women who think they are fresh and innocent. ] Jing Ranran's positioning of himself has always been very precise.

System 1314: [...] What else can it say?

[But this man is not the point. The point is, the note that Uncle Li tore appears to be written by his son. What are these two fathers and sons thinking? ] Jing Ranran changed his hand to hold the juice, staring aimlessly at the scenery outside the window with a straw in his mouth, his mind turned and began to think about Li Bo's purpose.

"Zi--" The ground took a sip, the juice bottomed out, and there was only air left in the ground. Jing Ranran glanced down at the empty glass, and put the glass on the small table next to the bed.

Standing up and looking up at the ceiling, her gaze patrolled the interior decoration inch by inch, and he pondered for a while, walked to the door, and said to the outsider:

"I change my clothes and don't let anyone in."

After the people outside the door responded, Jing Ranran closed the door.

Rubbing his palms, Jing Ranran looked around Yanling's room and whispered to himself:

"Come on, let's search for it. Is there any hidden secret in the boss' room!"

After turning around in the toilet, Jing Ranran finally found a transparent thread that was thinner than a hair on the edge of the lid of the toilet flushing tank.

She tutted twice:

"Look at what I found? The gangster's frightening defense?-Even the servants are her security guards, and I serve."

This kind of simple and extremely simple, small details of life control, Yan Ling does not need to do it personally, and only people who can enter her room are cleaned every day.

You can tell at a glance whose work it is.

If she had just turned around unscrupulously, she didn't know how many times she would expose her impure purpose.

At that time, the boss faced a Jing Ranran who on the surface said that he loved her, but actually had another purpose-her fate was beautiful thinking about it.

After half a minute-

Yan Ling opened the door, and the person inside turned his head to look at her in surprise, holding the white tulle in his hand and pressing it against her chest. There was almost no cover on her body. There were a few dark traces on her neck, winding all the way to On the back, there were a few shallow fingerprints on the bends of the snow-white long legs, which instantly evoked her memory.

The color of her eyes darkened a few degrees, Yan Ling closed the door with her backhand, Jing Ranran stepped back unconsciously when she saw her approaching, "Didn't I say that no one is allowed in... Yan 11, you put you away The look in my eyes! Let me tell you that my legs are still soft—"

Yan Ling leaned on the back of the door lightly, chuckled and asked her: "Why are you suddenly changing your clothes at this point in time?"

"Celebrate that a man who was upset about me was punished? I plan to dress more coquettishly and go around him to show off my new favorite position!"

Jing Ranran answered her while putting on his clothes, his tone was full of villainous joy.

Jing Ranran: [The bodyguard in front of the door is only responsible for safety. Let's guess, who specially told Mr. Yan that I closed the door and changed my clothes? I guess it's a maid. 】

System: [Why can't she just come back to the door and ask the bodyguard by the way? 】

Jing Ranran replied with a noble and cold snorted in the bottom of his heart: [Thirteen children, you are so senile dementia, why do you always forget the magic stick setting that I will look at? 】

System 1314: [Because I don't want to fulfill your pretence-force. 】

Jing Ranran: She gave full marks to this answer.

After listening to Jing Ranran's answer, Yan Ling's expression went blank for a moment, and then she laughed and said: "Then it's not necessary, you are enough to show me the coquettish."

Jing Ranran's beautiful eyes blinked and blinked, like talking stars, and found that the boss was blocking the door and had no intention of getting out of the way. He pouted and replied reluctantly: "Well then..."

The expression is very, very regrettable.

Yan Ling was amused by her cute appearance, she couldn't help but walked over to hug her, kissed her on the forehead, and asked with a smile:

"He was punished, you are so happy, huh?"

Jing Ranran straightened his chest proudly, and said without thinking:

"Of course! After all, I know very well what it means to be arrogant! Very good!"

Yan Ling chuckled softly, pressed her chin lightly on her shoulder, looked at the wall behind her, couldn't help but blurted out:

"You..."

The tone was pampering and helpless, as if she would fully tolerate her no matter what she did.

Hearing her sigh, Jing Ranran's eyes widened blankly. The two of them couldn't see each other's expressions because of the embracing posture, so Yan Ling could not catch her shocked expression.

But Yan Ling could feel Jing Ranran's rapid heartbeat, and the deer bumped randomly.

And her hand trembling inevitably.

Yan Ling's emotion evoked all Jing Ranran's memories of the last task.

Obviously one is tyrannical, cruel and even love is biased towards predatory overbearing, and a seemingly indifferent heart but incredibly soft and gentle, why for a moment, Jing Ranran feels that they are similar as if they were the same person?

The two held each other tighter, and at the same time asked silently from the bottom of their hearts:

Jing Ranran, who are you?

Yan eleven, who are you on earth?

Cui House of the underground palace.

In the corner of the quaint courtyard, there is a toffee chair. The cushioned fabric on the top is covered with exquisite and gorgeous Su embroidery. A woman who looks very lively is reclining on it, ignoring the lotus pattern Hanfu she is wearing, kicking her embroidered shoes. I am looking for a comfortable mobile phone position for myself.

The snow-white forearm of the left hand holding the head is wearing a jade bracelet in emerald green color that seems to have liquid flowing. If anyone who knows the goods carefully looks at it, they will find that they are all attacking or defensive artifacts. , No one would easily provoke her without opening his eyes.

The woman's eyebrows and eyes are exceptionally vigorous, her facial features are lively, and she looks like a painting with strong colors between her frown and smile.

The lord of the Samsara Palace once praised her as the little sun of the underworld, because the vigor of such a sunny and lovely person is completely different from that of the underworld.

This is Cui Yingying, the treasured daughter of Magistrate Cui who is famous in the whole prefecture.

Using her mobile phone, she swiped the various magic armors that the powerful people in the underworld had placed on the Internet for trading. She changed to a prone position, suddenly tilting her head and looking at the white hair beside the stone table. Snow woman.

Wearing the equally beautiful Hanfu on the person, a tranquil taste was precipitated for no reason. Even if it was just slowly twisting the nuts on the table to the mouth, the movements were elegant and calm.

"Po Meng, how is Yanyan doing with her?" Cui Yingying asked the woman with a smile.

Although she is in charge of the current world report system, Jiang Yuyan is regarded as her subordinate, but she is also busy correcting the system and other things, but she really hasn't had time to understand her specific situation.

Po Meng stopped peeling the nuts and reached for the tea cup on the table. The clear tea soup misted her facial features, and she asked instead, "Is it your arrangement?"

Cui Yingying widened her eyes in surprise, but replied innocently: "How is it possible, Po Meng, you think me too much."

Before Meng Po's answer, the woman curled her lips unhappily, and said to herself:

"I'm going to die because I gave Yanyan another chance to go to the world. I didn't expect their encounter-you can only blame Yuelao for the red rope for being tied too tightly."

Po Meng shook her head in disapproval. Even at this time, she was still so gentle, and her voice calmly pointed out:

"If you say you didn't mean it, you don't even believe me. You know that in order to break through the realm, you let Yu Yan go out after sharing a lot of news that the soul had gone to all walks of life to experience, right?"

Cui Yingying saw that she was breaking through, and she no longer concealed it, and simply admitted generously:

"Yes, I did it deliberately. The legend that Yanyan did for her back then still circulates throughout the Great Desolate Realm-but what did she do? Why can she wash her sins in the world, even in the future? Liexianban has the same birthday with the sky? But Yanyan will stay in this place where the sky is not visible until her soul is scattered?"

"Mengpo, you have always known me. I don't see the hypocritical guys in the sky the most. God doesn't care about it, my prince can't tolerate it. We are also one of the links? My eyes are focused on the injustices in the world. It doesn't matter. I'll take care of it." The girl put away her unscrupulous laugh, her expression was all serious.

The present-world retribution system is something she has only made after seeing the grievances for many years. She vowed to let all those who made mistakes get retribution.

People who specialize in the Three Realms and Six Paths, not subject to the judgment of heaven, and not to be judged by the underworld.

Po Meng watched her unable to speak for a while, her snow-white eyelashes were like a layer of frost, and the emotions under her eyes were complicated, but she was able to take it away in a blink of an eye.

After a while, she sighed quietly, and said helplessly:

"I understand your intentions, Yingying. But have you ever thought that Yu Yan forgot these is the best?"

"You asked her to take revenge on that person personally. If she remembers everything one day, what will she do then?"

"Yingying, who are you doing for a living?"

The author has something to say: I found that you are all guessing the identity story of the two of them.

Decided to secretly put a little bit up to whet your appetite, hahahahahaha.

I like to see you guess but can't guess.

_(:з」∠)_The story of the two of them is still very long! Please be patient and watch it slowly.

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Thank you for not being curly hum ~ threw a grenade! Wow! Such a big gift is very happy! Love you, love you, you are all big local tyrants! Begging to support!

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It took half an hour to write the thank you note, and two hours to write it. You are amazing!

Yesterday’s graduation party was really busy for a whole day, so I can’t make it even worse. Love you guys! I'm going to give out red envelopes!