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

Floating Joy (13)

After the photos were sent out, there was no movement from Pei Shaozhi's side.

Not only did he not reply, he even lost an emoticon package.

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, wouldn't the geoduck we just hooked up with be scared away?

Shu Le was a little sad.

Looking down at Xiao Lele, who was drooping, she even felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Pei Shaozhi hadn't replied yet, Shu Le waited for a while, but he got a call from Shang Jue first.

Shu Le sighed, rubbed her poor little Lele, put down her skirt and picked up the phone: "What's wrong?"

Shang Jue's voice still had a bit of habitual dignity. This was probably a habit he had cultivated in his bones since he was a child. No matter how gentle he pretended to be, he still couldn't get rid of this tone.

Shang Jue said: "Have you changed it? If one person can't wear it well, I'll come up and help you."

Shu Le patted his buttocks and stood up, fiddled with the clothes on his shoulders again: "No, it's almost done, just wait a moment, I'll come down right away."

Shang Jue smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry... It's just that I haven't seen you in women's clothing for a long time, and I can't wait."

Shu Le pouted: "What? Don't you like seeing me in men's clothing?"

Shang Jue coaxed softly: "No, it's just that I suddenly remembered the night you and I got married just now, and I miss it a bit."

That night Shu Le wore a white off-the-shoulder wedding dress with delicate lace from waist to legs.

Lace is always too fragile, especially the lace on the wedding dress, as if it is waiting to be torn off by the hostess, revealing the smooth skin waiting to be bullied.

The two of them went from dark to bright the next day in the furnished villa, and they were so happy that they didn't know what year it was.

If the women's attire was ignored, Shu Le actually had a good memory of that night.

After all, that night was... the most satisfying night he had eaten since he left the last world.

Shu Le smacked his lips, and said in a strange way: "Do you miss the wedding night, or miss me who wore the wedding dress that night?"

After a pause, Shu Le added something casually: "Shang Jue, speaking of it, I always feel recently, do you always feel that it is more free, comfortable and enjoyable for you to fuck women?"

These words easily made the atmosphere between Shang Jue and Shu Le, which had managed to maintain a rare calm in the past few days, fall to the bottom again.

No one spoke for a while.

Shu Le is not in a hurry at all, and even a little impatient.

He sat on the edge of the window sill, opened a corner of the curtain, dangling his legs and looked at Shang Jue downstairs happily.

He had actually wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Now is the chance.

I don't know if it was Shu Le's illusion, but even though there were more than ten floors away, he still felt that Shang Jue's body froze suddenly.

Then he raised his head and looked straight at the upstairs window.

It was as if staring at Shu Le in the room through the window.

Hey, I'm afraid of you.

Lele is super brave.

Another moment of silence.

Shu Le took the phone away from his ear impatiently, and was about to hang up, but heard the beeping sound from the phone that the other party hung up first.

Alas, a scumbag is a scumbag, and he hung up the phone so quickly.

Shu Le put the phone in his pocket, jumped off the window sill and looked in the mirror again, then lifted his foot and walked towards the door.

When he was about to walk, the door was opened with a key from the outside first.

The thick anti-theft door was slammed open, with a sharp sound, and then rubbed against the tiled floor, before stopping with a sharp sound of rubbing.

Behind the door was Shang Jue's completely gloomy face.

Shu Le was stunned, and said innocently, "Why did you come up here?"

Shang Jue stepped into the door, and the safety door behind him was put on again, and fell on the door frame with a very loud sound.

This apartment is a very old community building. When I bought this apartment, Fengjue Media was far from its current scale.

But Shu Le and Shang Jue lived here for a long time.

At that time, the two were not even married yet, and Shang Jue hadn't taken over the inheritance from her aunt, Shangyu, and they were both in the initial stage of their respective careers.

The apartment was later vacant and served as a short-lived emergency facility.

It was getting dark, and the room was a little dark.

But Shang Jue still saw Shu Le standing in the living room at a glance.

He had obviously changed clothes and appeared to be preparing to go downstairs.

The light green one-piece dress accentuated his extraordinarily slender waist, and his already fair skin showed a bit of fragility under this color.

Time passed, but it seemed that this person was the only one to be let go.

Even the indifference and slight smile in his eyes have not changed.

Shang Jue's anger, which was already on his head, was suppressed a little. He took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to help Shu Le smooth and wrinkled the corner of his clothes slightly: "Why do you say that?"

Shu Le stretched his arms and legs and was served, lazily said: "Huh?"

Shang Jue moved slowly: "Why do you compare yourself with other women?"

Shu Le stretched her neck and glanced at Shang Jue, wondering, "Since when did I compare myself to a woman? I can't just wear a women's dress and pretend to be a pretty lady, right? How sorry for the audience?"

Shang Jue choked on Shu Le's words, but he was so panicked that he could only repeat the words on the phone just now.

"Just now, why did you tell me to go to a woman?"

Of course it's because you're messing around with other women, and you're doing it realistically.

Straight men, don't wrong yourself!

Shu Le gave a "tsk" sound: "You came up for this matter?"

Seeing Shang Jue's focused expression as if he had to ask for an answer, Shu Le tugged on his wig and quickly made up a very real reason.

So Shu Le seriously pulled down Shang Jue's hand on her body, raised his eyelids and said, "Actually, it's nothing, but I always feel that you are actually more straight."

Shu Le let out a sigh of relief after saying this sentence, looked out of the window sadly at 45 degrees, and said quietly: "But I am a pure crook, and the more I get along with you, the more inappropriate I feel."

Shang Jue was stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Am I talking nonsense, can't you feel it yourself?"

With great difficulty, Shu Le was finally able to let himself go, and the show became more and more passionate.

He pinched his thigh, then blinked hard.

However, he still couldn't help crying.

Shu Le: "..."

After playing the role of a love saint who is not afraid of hardships or tiredness for love for too long, look at it, and I can't cry.

So aggrieved.

Shu Le had to pinch the other thigh again, and finally shed two crocodile tears.

Before the tears fell, he hurriedly looked at Shang Jue with red eyes, and said affectionately: "Shang Jue, I used to always feel that the two elders were together. Without Qingqing and me, I don't have any sweet memories. Not even a date is normal."

"But now I see that it's not like that with other gay people."

Shu Le took a deep breath and said softly, "Let's not talk about marriage, at least the other real lovers I've seen are not like us."

After being together for so long, Shang Jue has never seen Shu Le cry.

No, I saw it once.

At that time, Shu Le had just come to the business, sleeping alone in the bedroom at night, unable to fall asleep because of fear, and feeling aggrieved, the first person cried and wet the whole bed under the quilt.

And that night, Shang Jue got a fun game console from his parents, and wanted to find Shu Le to play with.

I happened to see Xiao Shule who was crying.

Then he hugged little Shule.

——"Stop crying, okay? My brother will be with you from now on."

—— "Stay with you all the time? Don't lie to Lele."

--"Do not lie to you."

The beautiful opening is a godsend red thread.

It's just that one person is pulling too loosely, while the other is holding it too tightly.

After all, it didn't come to the end.

Shu Le wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, leaving only the bloodshot eye sockets and the thin red corners of the eyes.

He smiled at Shang Jue, and said softly, "I actually wanted to tell you this a few days ago, but I never found a suitable opportunity."

"Shang Jue, I promised to accompany you to your aunt's house today. But after going there, let's separate and calm down, okay?"

Shang Jue looked at Shu Le for a long while: "Are you going to divorce me?"

Shu Le shook her head: "Shang Jue, have you forgotten the name on the marriage certificate?"

Shang Jue froze and didn't speak for a long time.

Shu Le withdrew his gaze and picked up the mobile phone that was on the table.

There is a latest WeChat video call on it.

The inviter was none other than Pei Shaozhi.

I don't know if he saw that Shu Le didn't call back and thought he was angry, Pei Shaozhi sent several messages later.

Pei Shaozhi: Sorry, I didn't mean not to reply to the message just now!

Pei Shaozhi: Lele, are you angry?You didn't even take the video...

Pei Shaozhi: Don't be angry, Lele, you are so pretty!I just... sorry...

Shu Le raised her eyebrows, and looked at the time of Pei Shaozhi's reply and the time when he sent the message just before.

Nearly half an hour...

Maybe it was a half hour full of special meaning?

Shu Le licked the corner of his mouth, and quickly typed a line on the message bar.

Shu Le: Is it cool to masturbate?

Shu Le: It's so boring to be alone. If you want to watch it, I'll show you tonight.

If I perform well, I can play with you all night.

Delicious.

After flirting, Shu Le put the phone back into the small bag next to him with a serious face, and then looked at the pale-faced Shang Jue.

Then he made up without hesitation.

"Shang Jue, your wife——Shang Lele. She only exists in your aunt's imaginary world."

Shu Le blinked, walked towards Shang Jue slowly, and then patted him on the shoulder, "She was still at the helm of the business at that time, so she was able to issue a female ID card for your childhood sweetheart Shang Lele. Then I am pleased to let you receive the certificate."

Shang Jue's hands hanging on both sides of his suit pants were clenched into fists, his body trembled a little, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

He opened his mouth and looked at Shu Le with burning eyes: "But Lele...you were willing..."

Shu Le nodded with dignity, and even reaffirmed: "Yes, I used to be willing. I might have been willing to grow old with you forever."

Shang Jue stared at Shu Le intently, as if waiting for his next sentence.

Shu Le said with a smile: "But people's hearts are changeable, Shang Jue, we are not young anymore."

"But now it's almost time for the appointment. Auntie will be angry if she agrees to make an appointment."

Shu Le walked towards the door, halfway turned around and said, "Actually, I'm not discussing with you, Shang Jue, I'm notifying you."

"I want to take a look at it separately. As for the reason... I'll tell you if I'm in the mood after I finish eating with your aunt."

The author has something to say: Shang Jue: I'm afraid it's a pill...

Pei Pei: Finally it's my turn hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Yu Qing: It's the turn upstairs. .That's probably not far from me. .well. .

Lele: Are you dating, babies? # wink eye #