I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The ratings of "Rising Clouds and Cranes" are rising. Except for Ji Zhaoran, who has already stood at the top, the other leading actors in the crew are all worth a lot more.

Shen Luoze stared at the hot search every day, ready to move, and strongly demanded to merge with Ning Zhi'an for business.

He called Ning Zhi'an, and said in a pretentious manner: "Last night, my ancestor specially gave me a dream, saying that if I don't take advantage of the heat, I will never see them again after death."

Ning Zhi'an was busy finishing his book, typing intensively on the keyboard. He was distracted to listen to Shen Luoze's words. It was the first time he saw someone who blatantly betrayed his ancestors, and he was deeply shocked: "Can you tell me your ancestor's name, I can help you Please explain."

"Ning Zhi'an!" Shen Luoze raised his voice: "Let me rub!"

"Okay, okay," Ning Zhi'an couldn't quarrel with anyone, and compromised: "Then you can come to my house directly."

He planned to finish the book in hand before joining the group. Apart from attending the promotional event of "Rising Clouds and Cranes", he spent the rest of the time at home coding, not looking like a popular star at all.

"Brother," Shen Luoze said in a flirtatious tone, acting like a liar selling tea, "Ji Zhaoran won't be angry if I come to your house?"

"Wait a minute." Ning Zhi'an fell silent in a ignorant manner, as if he was seriously thinking about this possibility.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Luoze heard Ning Zhian ask loudly like a parrot: "Ji Zhaoran! You won't be angry when Shen Luoze comes home, right?"

Shen Luoze:? ? ?

Shen Luoze was dumbfounded: How the hell can you do this? ? ?

In the earpiece, the sound of footsteps gradually became clear, followed by a cold voice: "Let him ask me himself."

"Oh." Ning Zhi'an began to learn the tongue again: "Shen Luoze, he asked you to ask yourself!"

Shen Luoze: "..."

He and his parrot, which had just grown feathers, looked at each other, watched its mung bean eyes dim, and hung its head in shame.

Parrot: "I'm not as good as him."

……

After hanging up the line, Ning Zhian restrained himself, rubbed his dry eyes roughly, and got ready to continue typing.

Ji Zhaoran hasn't left yet, leaning against the door and staring at him inexplicably: "Why are you in such a hurry, is someone urging you?"

"I wanted to finish writing before joining the group." Ning Zhi'an was wearing gray pajamas, with a serious expression on her face, and said seriously: "Besides, I'm too hot now, and I'm a little cocky, writing a book can calm me down ,"

"...I don't understand."

"I am a person who often reads Changxin. There are many things you don't know. It's normal not to understand."

It's hard for Ji Zhaoran not to laugh: "Isn't that taking advantage of me?"

"You just have to figure it out."

Ning Zhi'an proudly raised her chin, her eyes fell on Ji Zhaoran's handsome and flawless skin, feeling guilty again.

He has done a lot of preparatory work recently, and he has already planned the day to confess to Ji Zhaoran, so he planned ahead: "Anyway, if I were you, you would never leave me no matter what."

Ji Zhaoran raised his eyebrows: "Oh."

Ning Zhi'an was dissatisfied: "That's it?"

"Then, isn't it unfair for me to stick around?" Ji Zhaoran approached, pulled out the seat, and sat next to him with his legs crossed.

With two long legs dangling in front of him, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help being distracted, he pushed his glasses, stared at the screen and said solemnly: "Of course I will treat you well."

Ji Zhaoran didn't speak, he looked bored, watching him type with his head up.

Flesh and fleshy fingers tapped on the keyboard, and after a while, Ning Zhi'an plunged into the world he had imagined.

The chandelier cast uneven spots of light on his face, from the delicate eyes to the tip of the nose, from the ruddy lips to the slightly protruding Adam's apple, all of them were cut into staggered shadows by the light.

After watching quietly for a while, Ji Zhaoran lowered his eyes halfway to block the unpredictable emotions in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Zhi'an finished a chapter with satisfaction, he turned his head to look at Ji Zhaoran, and said with emotion: "It feels like we are like father and son preparing for the college entrance examination."

"..." Ji Zhaoran smiled: "Father and son preparing for the college entrance examination?"

"The child is hardworking and enterprising, and the loving father lights up the lamp to accompany him at night." Ning Zhi'an was unaware of the imminent danger, and said while turning on the computer: "Next time you bring me a bowl of soup, it will be more——

The half-closed computer was suddenly held down by a big hand with well-defined bones, and with unquestionable strength, Ji Zhaoran pulled Ning Zhian's swivel chair to him.

Holding the handle, Ji Zhaoran badly made Ning Zhian turn around on the chair.

Ning Zhi'an:? ? ?

As if discovering the fun, Ji Zhaoran flipped the armrest and made Ning Zhian turn around a few times.

Ning Zhi'an was dizzy, and was about to condemn him for being childish, but the spinning stopped abruptly.

With the back of his head locked, Ji Zhaoran fiercely pried open his lips, greedily absorbing everything from him.

"Should I check my homework?" Ji Zhaoran rubbed Ning Zhi'an's beautiful Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice and clearly.

The living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and Yang Yang was sleepy in the living room playing Happy Match, this game was taught to her by her stepmother, and she paid her a lot of money.

In fact, it costs nothing at all!Her friends White, Niutou, Lu Pan, etc., enthusiastically give her energy bottles every day, and she can't use them up!

Sheep yawned and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the room, Ning Zhi'an's swivel chair was shaking, he was covering his lips, there was a misty glint in his eyes.

Ji Zhaoran speaks in a soft voice, but does not leave traces on him gently.

"Ji Zhaoran...I..." Ning Zhi'an begged for mercy with tears, but was interrupted mercilessly by the other party, turning into a broken moan.

When Ning Zhi'an came out of Ji Zhaoran's hand, he tremblingly bit his shoulder.

Ji Zhaoran half-raised his eyelids, raised his finger, and licked it lightly.

He stuck out half the tip of his tongue: "Your."

Shen Luoze couldn't wait for the sake of hard work, so he came to visit the next afternoon.

Entering the door, Shen Luoze held a bearish attitude, and said loudly: "Brother and sister-in-law, good afternoon!"

Ning Zhi'an was so frightened that he quickly closed the door: "What are you doing so loudly?"

"Show loyalty," Shen Luoze looked around, and whispered researchingly, "Ji Zhaoran would definitely like to hear this."

Ning Zhi'an kindly reminded: "...he hasn't come back yet."

"Damn, I didn't say it earlier." Shen Luoze slumped his shoulders: "Get me a bottle of water quickly, these words have been rehearsed all the way, I'm thirsty to death!"

Ning Zhi'an went to the kitchen to get him a drink, Shen Luoze looked left and right, and followed him all the way in amazement.

There are antique vases on the IKEA entrance cabinet, a bunch of luxury car keys thrown in the plain bamboo box, and the most exaggerated thing is that Richard Mille’s watch is hung on the wrist of the puppet rabbit.

Seeing that Shen Luoze's expression was a bit weird, Ning Zhi'an scratched his head and explained embarrassedly: "The house is a bit messy, don't mind, Ji Zhaoran has too many things, there is really no place to put them."

"Then go live in Ji Zhaoran's manor, you don't know how many mansions he has." Seeing Ning Zhi'an opened his mouth, Shen Luoze asked weakly: "You really don't know?"

Ning Zhi'an really didn't pay attention to it, and really didn't think about going to Ji Zhaoran's house: "You know, there are many ghosts who will come to me... Without his knowledge, it's very impolite."

Shen Luoze hated iron but steel: "If you let those impermanence go outside to look for you, it's over. Who can bother you."

"..."

Ning Zhi'an sighed: "Yangyang, say hello to uncle."

Looking at the brat who suddenly appeared in front of him and was bowing to him, Shen Luoze stared straight.

Ning Zhi'an: "Unexpectedly, we are a happy family of three."

"Fuck..." Shen Luoze stared at the little Jiujiu on Yangyang's head, and asked Ning Zhi'an's ear in disbelief, "How old are you, and the child died?!"

"What are you thinking about?" Ning Zhi'an pushed him away expressionlessly: "I adopted him. Sheep can't speak, but she is very obedient. She suffered a lot before finding me."

"Oh..." Shen Luoze patted his chest: "I was scared to death."

The former atheist supporter Shen Luoze and the kid stared at each other for a while, then slowly stretched out their hands: "Hello?"

Yang Yang curled up the corners of her lips reservedly, and shook hands with him very gracefully.

Not long after, Shen Luoze became one-sided with Yang Yang, and to please the brat, he even took out his cell phone and showed her his parrot.

Yang Yang's eyes lit up, and she looked at the screen in surprise.

"It's so cute!" Shen Luoze was envious: "It makes me want to raise a kid too."

Ning Zhi'an was distressed and proud: "Of course my daughter is cute." I hope Ji Zhaoran also has this realization.

"I beg you, hurry up and confess to him, and let Yangyang live in a big mansion as soon as possible."

Telling a story, watching a movie, the preparations are already halfway through, Ning Zhi'an thought for a while, and said: "Come on, he has already been bewitched by my tricks, he doesn't look like my opponent at all."

Shen Luoze couldn't describe his confidence in words.

Ning Zhi'an still sighed with emotion: "I'm really scheming."

Shen Luoze was completely speechless, so he simply went to play with the kid, so as not to watch Ning Zhian make trouble.

He had a strong desire to survive, and before Ji Zhaoran came back, he took a group photo and slipped away. When he posted it on Weibo, it became a trending search.

[Bao, the way you try to catch the heat makes me feel bad. 】

[When you have such a rush in filming, I don't have to go to Ning Zhi'an's Weibo to socialize like crazy. 】

[Stay calm, can this year be hotter? 】

[I burst out laughing, Ning Zhian is still holding 8 walnuts hahahaha]

Shen Luoze's words still gave Ning Zhi'an some inspiration, he has considerable savings now, and he really should give his children and boyfriend a better life.

Ning Zhi'an made some preparations, and asked Shen Luoze about the standards of Ji Zhaoran's house.

Before going to bed, he flipped through the real estate agency app, renting or buying, trying to find a suitable one, but Ji Zhaoran's mansions are all those that the rich can't buy, and there are very few comparable.

Ning Zhi'an cast a sideways glance at Ji Zhaoran resentfully, feeling the pressure brought by the gap between rich and poor for the first time.

Ji Zhaoran turned off the main light, and the bedroom fell into darkness: "Don't look for it, move tomorrow."

"Where to move?"

"My family, you pick one at will."

Ning Zhi'an casually made up a reason: "Then I won't be a Phoenix man."

Ji Zhaoran's face darkened: "You treat me as a woman? Are you gay?"

Ning Zhi'an buried herself in the pillow for a while: "Are you still not sure if I'm gay?"

"What's the problem then?"

Ning Zhi'an faltered and said cryptically, "I have a lot of friends, they often come to see me, what if you get annoyed and drive me out."

Ji Zhaoran's meaning is unclear: "Your friend is my friend."

Afraid that Ning Zhi'an would settle accounts after Qiu Hou said that he was not good to his friend, he didn't even punish Xie Bi'an for making up that stupid book.

Ning Zhi'an continued: "There are a lot of things in my house. If I want to move them all, I will move them all. I won't leave any of them. What if there is something you don't like."

Ji Zhaoran knew it well, after filling the bricks, he needed to add tiles: "I like everything about you."

"Then let me think about it." Ning Zhi'an seemed to be negotiating: "First observe your performance."

"Then watch carefully." Ji Zhaoran twitched the corner of his mouth: "Be sure to give me a chance."

Ji Zhaoran, you'd better remember what you said now.

Ning Zhian thought to herself.

Today's atmosphere is so good, Ji Zhaoran is too obedient, he couldn't help but start laying the groundwork.

"I haven't told you a story for days."

Ji Zhaoran followed the good advice: "I've been wanting to hear the follow-up from the little scholar for a long time."

"Then you didn't say it earlier." Ning Zhi'an cleared his throat, recalled the last episode, and spoke slowly.

"In order to help the little scholar, Xiaohong was hanged in the grove by an old ghost. After Bai White and the little scholar rescued her, she stayed by the little scholar's side all the time."

"She is very hardworking, and she can't see a trace of dust in the room, otherwise she would have to clean it frantically. Even the little scholar's stage was cleaned by her."

The heavy curtains blocked the night, Ji Zhaoran glanced out the window, thoughtful in the approaching breath: "She's a clean freak..."

"Yes, there is indeed a little." Ning Zhi'an continued: "Slowly, the little scholar with sharp eyes discovered her ghostly aura, and no longer feared her."

"The little scholar regards Xiaohong as a good friend, even a family member."

As soon as the words fell, there was an angry slapping sound outside the window.

Ning Zhi'an was stunned, and heard the voice of Xiao Hong, who had been free-range for a long time, coming through the window.

"Ning Zhi'an, if you don't let me go home, I'm going to make trouble!"