The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (62)

Ryan was obviously stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he took a step back subconsciously.

Shu Le: "..."

really?

Is he already this scary?

Shu Le rolled his eyes, and instantly came up with a new tantalizing method.

He glanced casually at the handle of the umbrella above his head, then stretched out his left hand——

Pretend to accidentally hold the hand that Ryan is holding the umbrella for him.

Ryan's hand felt cool after holding on to the bone umbrella handle for a long time, but Shule's fingers became very warm because they were covered in pajamas from head to toe.

Fingers touch, slightly hot.

Ryan's expression tightened, and he withdrew his hand immediately.

The black bone umbrella propped on top of Shu Le's head fell down due to loss of strength, and was held in Shu Le's hand in an instant.

Shu Le pondered a lot in his heart, turned his face sideways with a playful spirit, and showed a particularly attractive smile to Ryan: "Why, are you scared?"

Ryan lowered his head: "Mr. Shu, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

At first, Shu Le didn't understand Ryan's English very clearly. He paused for a moment, and then laughed uncontrollably.

He shook his head, looked Ryan from head to toe, and then instead of paying attention, he reached out and poked Ryan in the chest.

Ryan: "..."

Shu Le finished poking in one place, then poked in another place, then nodded and said, "That's right, you have pectoral muscles."

Ryan: "..."

Ryan was silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Shu, please don't make fun of me."

"I don't. I never make fun of others."

After Shu Le finished poking it, he touched it twice, then hooked the corner of his mouth, and blinked innocently, "Aren't you convinced? If you're not convinced, let me touch it back?"

Touch it back?

Touch, where?

Ryan was taken aback by his sudden thought. Before he could figure it out, his eyes had already involuntarily circled Shu Le several times.

From Rome, Italy to this isolated island, besides Pei Shaozhi, he should be the one who has accompanied Shu Le for the longest time.

And now, Pei Shaozhi happened to leave.

The morning light is over, time is moving backwards a little bit, but the thick clouds in the air have not dissipated.

Only a few rays of sunlight that were blocked countless times behind the clouds poured down with difficulty.

In the eyes of the man under the umbrella.

Ryan suddenly remembered the first time he met Shule——

In the rearview mirror of the car that belonged to Pei Shaozhi, a pair of pretty eyes were reflected.

And now, he was finally able to meet those eyes face to face.

There was an obvious allure in those eyes that usually looked clear and bright, and they were looking at him meaningfully at this moment.

At a certain sudden moment, Ryan suddenly understood why Pei Shaozhi wanted to imprison Shu Le in such a way.

Although in the land of Italy, they never take the initiative to call Pei Shaozhi's Chinese name.

Or maybe it wasn't because he didn't take the initiative to speak, but because he wasn't allowed.

Once, a newcomer from another country accidentally saw the video of Pei Shaozhi staying in China while browsing the online video, and called out this name out of curiosity——

At that time, Pei Shaozhi just raised his head and looked at him one more time, and didn't even say a word.

Until more than ten days later, it was reported that the newcomer died in a dispute.

Died silently.

However, it is well known in the Mafia's directory that this is only from Pei Shaozhi, an extremely simple punishment.

The name Pei Shaozhi only belongs to Shu Le.

Rising because of him, called by him.

Whether it is for Italy or for the Mafia in the entire Sicilian roster, Pei Shaozhi has another name that is more familiar to people.

——The only young master of the Drews family.

And the only one at the helm.

This ostentatious young man has taken over the lifeline of the whole family from his beautiful and ruthless mother.

Then soon everyone found out that his methods might be more fearsome than his famous mother.

Because he looks so easy to touch.

But every time he talked and laughed, Yanyan's contact was covered with blood and gunshots.

Ryan was puzzled for a while why Pei Shaozhi only fell in love with Shu Le.

But at this moment, he understood something.

Both Pei Shaozhi and Shu Le are very purposeful people.

Just like Pei Shaozhi went to another country in person, now Shu Le's charming eyes are full of provocation, temptation and his purpose.

But this kind of purpose is like a Medusa entangled by poisonous snakes, confusing and suffocating.

Ryan froze suddenly, then took two steps back, and at the same time opened the distance between him and Shu Le.

He half bowed his waist, which was a very standard humble posture.

Still standing in the dripping rain, he said to Shu Le without feeling the slightest chill: "The rain is getting heavier, Mr. Shu, be careful of catching a cold, you should go back to the house quickly."

Shu Le: "..."

So this man stood there and stared at him for so long, and came to such a conclusion?

Ah, so angry.

Is he Lele not coquettish enough, or is this Italian drifting away?

Could it be that this pajamas don't show your figure?

Bah, what a figure a man can show.

After the seduction failed, Shu Le numbly looked at Ryan's bowed appearance, and fell into deep contemplation about running away and dreams.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that life is hard.

The cool rain slowly slid down the black umbrella surface supported by the ribs.

Unwilling to fail, director Shu Da made a brain teaser and tried to make one last effort.

He held up his umbrella and walked step by step in Ryan's direction.

Then it stopped next to Ryan.

Ryan is a very typical Caucasian, probably because of his young age, the characteristics of Caucasians who tend to look old have not been reflected in him at all, and even the few small freckles on both sides of the face look good.

He is only a little shorter than Pei Shao, but a little taller than Shu Le.

Shu Le raised the umbrella slightly as he walked over, then paused, and put the umbrella over his and Ryan's heads.

The wide black bone umbrella can accommodate two people completely.

Even because Shule got too close suddenly, there was still a wide section under the umbrella.

Amidst the noise of the rain, Ryan smelled the body wash on Shule and the nightgown.

It tastes exactly like Pei Shaozhi.

And behind that smell, there seems to be another male fragrance that Shu Le regularly uses.

It seems that there is only a trace of tail tone left, which is low and mellow.

Full of aggressiveness.

Ryan was flustered, but he didn't dare to push Shu Le when he stretched out his hand, so he stepped out of the umbrella and said in a hurry, "Mr. Shu..."

"My surname is indeed Shu, and my single name is Le."

Shu Le interrupted him, but he didn't forcefully stop him. He just stood under the umbrella slowly, looking at Ryan's movements with the corner of his mouth raised, as if admiring a dying insect.

He didn't laugh until he saw Ryan stop: "The happy word."

Ryan said awkwardly: "Director Shu, sir has always asked us to call you like this..."

Shu Le let out a "tsk", raised his eyelids, and lifted his eyelids very skillfully: "Oh, unfortunately, I just want you to call me Shu Le?"

Ryan showed an unnatural look on his pale face from the rain, and pleaded: "You..."

"how do I?"

Shu Le held up the umbrella and walked towards Ryan. He said as he walked, "I heard that you are a real Italian?"

Ryan didn't immediately understand what Shu Le meant, so he could only truthfully say: "Yes."

Shu Le rubbed his chin, gave Ryan a judgmental look, and suddenly said: "Isn't everyone saying that Italians are cheerful by nature, and it's good to indulge in indulgence/desire and make a living? Why did you come to you and make me want to marry a yellow flower with me?" Like a girl?"

Ryan: "..."

Ryan was left speechless by Shu Le's question, and after a long time he could hold back a stuttering answer: "Mr. Shu, that's someone else's business."

Shu Le didn't seem to care, nodded and said: "It's really someone else's business, you have a pretty clear view of yourself."

Ryan was silent for a long time again, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shu, for your understanding."

"Excuse me?"

Shu Le was amused by the word, and even walked past Ryan with a smile in his tone.

He stopped just as he passed Ryan.

Then he opened the umbrella, leaned closer to Ryan's ear, and said softly, "Do you really need my understanding?"

With warm breath on the skin, Ryan trembled: "Mr. Shu, what does this mean?"

Shu Le raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and said softly: "When Pei Shao was above me, you were so hard..."

"It seems to me that what you seem to need is not my pardon."

Shu Le bent his lips and smiled, and quickly stretched out the hand without the umbrella to gently pinch Ryan's earlobe, "It seems that I need my body temperature."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed young man froze in place immediately.

Shu Le's non-stop left hand slowly moved away from Ryan's ear, and was covered by the black umbrella, all the way down from the side of his face.

Finally stopped at the collar position.

With just one touch, Shu Le opened the second button on the black suit with one hand.

His voice was still a little hoarse after being overly messed up last night, but it was indescribably provocative.

Like a beauty under the moon that blooms vigorously after being nourished by a man.

Poisonous and showy.

His eyes lightly cast over: "Really don't want to try?"

"Pei Shaozhi is not here now, as long as you are careful, you won't be found out, and you will be fine."

Shu Le's voice became lighter and lighter, but he was slowly prying out the deepest desire in human nature: "Aren't Italians all indulging in the moment? Don't you want it?"

"You don't want to have the opportunity to ask me, who is better, you or your boss?"

"Or, longer?"

Ryan froze suddenly, looked down, and found that the position under his body had vaguely formed some shapes.

The distance between the two is very close, and Shu Le naturally discovered this.

He didn't say anything, just raised his eyes slightly, and met Ryan's sight that bumped into him.

Ryan looked even more flustered, and was about to turn his head, but found that Shu Le's eyes were very calm.

There is no love for him, no liking, even the sincerity of seduction is stingy to give.

Only brightly written, blatant transactions.

In the next second, he saw Shu Le blinked at him, and said with a smile: "You have been with Pei Shaozhi for so many years, and when he is not around, you always know how to leave this island."

"Little handsome boy, do you want to exchange?"

Ryan stopped where he was and didn't speak.

But did not refuse.

Shu Le kicked the hand resting on his neckline back into his pocket, and also averted his gaze from Ryan.

Then he opened the umbrella and walked towards the door of the room without any psychological burden.

With Shu Le's footsteps leaving, the umbrella that was originally supported by the two of them naturally moved away with Shu Le's.

The wet and damp rain was pouring down on Ryan again.

He subconsciously glanced at Shu Le's back, and then looked at the direction Pei Shaozhi left.

——Maybe some of Shu Le's words just now are not out of mind, but there is one sentence that is true.

——Pei Shaozhi is not here, he and the butler are the ones who have the most secrets and manpower on the island.

Although Pei Shaozhi told Shule this morning that he would be back soon, Ryan knew the whereabouts and purpose of Pei Shaozhi's trip, so it might not be so easy to come back in a short time.

and so.

Just be careful, avoid that damn old butler, and you won't be noticed what you did in the house...

Yes, just be careful.

Of course it won't be discovered.

Ryan took a deep breath.

The layout of the small bungalow actually looks quite cozy, especially in the lobby on the basement floor. Pei Shaozhi got some belongings from somewhere, but he abruptly bought Shu Le a set of 80s DVD player-style home theater.

On the basement floor of a small bungalow with only half a window, old movies are slowly spinning in the DVD player.

Shu Le lay on the sofa with her feet crossed, looked at the black and white Chaplin on the screen, and yawned slowly.

The thing behind has been contained all morning, I don't know if it has drained clean at this time.

But Shu Le always felt that there was no, sticky and uncomfortable.

He changed his position, feeling more and more embarrassed.

Mainly butt really hurts.

Shu Le turned Chaplin off, changed to a set of music discs, closed his eyes and took it easy for a while before he felt that the feeling had finally calmed down.

He sighed, thought for a moment in the quiet environment, and called out, "Tong, are you still alive?"

My mind was quiet for a while.

Only then did the system press the pause button for the middle-aged and elderly romantic drama: "Your world missions have been completed, don't disturb me watching the drama."

Shu Le pouted her ass and cried, "Tong'er, you don't love me anymore, you don't care about me anymore!"

The system was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "To tell you the truth, the host, if I continue to pay attention to you, sooner or later the mosaic on your bed will blind my eyes."

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le was crying on the sofa: "I regret it, can we break away now?"

The system reopened the play button, and looked happily: "Not now."

Shu Le wiped away tears: "Why not? Why don't you watch mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas?"

System: "Because mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas can't save the country... No, because the principles of mother-in-law dramas are wrong after repeated demonstrations by me."

Shu Le froze: "Am I a witness?"

The system said: "No, you are a test subject."

Shu Le: "...So what does this have to do with your addiction to middle-aged and elderly romance movies?"

System: "They don't go to bed, and they don't kiss. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, I love them, this is what love looks like."

Shu Le: "..."

Fine.

Regardless of whether middle-aged and elderly romance films really reflect the appearance of love, anyway, it must have improved the eloquence of the system.

Shu Le changed the posture of lying face down, trying to relieve the burden on her buttocks: "Tongtong, you just didn't answer why I can't leave?"

The system stared at the TV series seriously, and took the time to answer: "Isn't the first article in the host manual written? No matter which world you are in, as long as the host chooses to commit suicide in the end, it will be considered a mission failure."

Shu Le thought about the host manual and found that he had no impression at all.

He probably threw it away as soon as he got it.

So Shu Le cried out again: "Tongtong, my butt hurts, and my kidneys hurt too. Am I dying?"

The system turned up the volume of the TV series, and persuaded: "It's okay, Lele, if Pei Shaozhi really kills you, it will be considered a successful escape."

Shu Le: "..."

For the first time in history, Shule actively blocked the system.

Sure enough, after the task is completed.

Not only did the system not take the initiative to urge him to speak, but it also stopped paying attention to his life and death.

Human indifference.

Shu Le supported his buttocks, and changed back to the original position with a mournful face.

An old-fashioned DVD player can't store many songs in an old-fashioned CD. The conversation between Shu Le and the system has not yet ended, but the music in the room stopped first.

Shu Le yawned, and while his thoughts were intertwined, he suddenly found a loophole in the system's words.

In fact, it's not considered a loophole. If it was the past, Shule might not have cared about it at all.

It's just that there is nothing to do now, so it suddenly rang.

After completing tasks in this world, the system would always pop up and ask him if he wanted to leave, or if he wanted to exchange his points for the original memory.

I don't know if it's because of the high number of rejections or other reasons, since he came to Italy, the system never asked him again.

Shu Le thought for a while, and pulled the system out of the blacklist again.

Then he asked, "What kind of person do you think Pei Shaozhi is?"

The system watched the sunset red love drama earnestly: "Big tool, good looks, strong X ability, seven times a night?"

Shu Le: "..."

Sure enough, he thought too much.

Shu Le threw the system back into the blacklist again.

But it doesn't matter.

Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter.

He just simply didn't want to stay here any longer.

At that time, I chose to stay in order to enjoy freedom, but now I have no freedom and have been deprived of the right to be a man, so I can only call the window to one person all day——

Not only that, but also kidney deficiency, back pain, butt pain.

Whoever wants to change.

Shu Le supported the sofa and stood up, walked over and turned off the old antique home theater.

The slow-rotating old disc trudged through the final half-circle on the grinding-like card reading area, and finally stopped motionless.

More than half of the basement floor was played out for Shule's private home theater, while the other side was still locked.

There is only one window on the locked side, which is closed from the inside, and thick curtains hide all the contents inside.

Shu Le has never been extra curious. He reached out and unplugged the old-fashioned DVD player, then opened the door and walked out.

At noon, the rain outside the house barely stopped.

The sun faintly exposed half of the face, and shed some not-so-bright warm light.

Compared with the basement floor with only half of the windows, these few rays of sunlight are too bright.

Shu Le spent the whole morning in the private cinema, when he suddenly saw the sun, he was dazed for a moment.

Just as Shu Le was holding the handle in a daze, a hand stretched out and waved in front of Shu Le.

Shu Le took a step back in fright, and almost slipped and fell back to the basement.

The hand that was playing tricks on Shu Le suddenly panicked, and quickly grabbed Shu Le's wrist, pulling him back abruptly.

Shu Le breathed a sigh of relief, and confidently complained: "What the hell...Ryan?"

The one standing in front of him was the one who had failed in seducing him not long ago.

It's a pity that Shu Le has always been thick-skinned. When he saw someone coming, he cast his eyes away and said, "What can you do with me? Have you figured it out?"

Ryan naturally knew what it meant.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and neither responded nor refused, but softly said: "Mr. Shu, lunch is ready."

The author has something to say: Lele: Look at me, look at me, don't you want me?

Ryan: Heartbeat...

Pei Mingming: Oh.