I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Standing behind Ning Zhi'an, Ji Zhaoran asked gently and gently: "How is your study going?"

Ning Zhian stared at the screen intently, and muttered, "It's okay..."

"Oh, aren't you going to give it a try?" Ji Zhaoran's voice is gentle, with a hint of coaxing, it's easy for people to get lost in his voice: "I think it's suitable to practice with Ji Zhaoran."

Teacher Ji...

Ning Zhi'an stared at the screen, showing a bit of troubled expression, with a faint blush on the tips of her ears.

I don't know what came to mind, Ning Zhi'an was inexplicably agitated, he turned around: "Don't worry about me——

He was a little impatient at first, but the moment he turned his head, his gaze touched the waist of his trousers.

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Ji Zhaoran was wearing dark gray pajama pants, the material of which was thin, soft and close-fitting, with some outlines looming.Just after taking a shower, Ji Zhaoran's hair was half dry, and his body was still covered with hot flashes.

Through a layer of clothing, Ning Zhi'an felt the hot steam from Ji Zhaoran's waist and abdomen rushing towards his face.

His eyes were a little straight, and it took two seconds before he looked away in a panic.Ning Zhi'an raised her head, meeting Ji Zhaoran's eyes who were half smiling.

"How to crush a testicle?"

Ji Zhaoran leaned over, and his breath reached the end of Ning Zhian's eyes, which made his eyelashes tremble slightly. "Ning Zhi'an, your thinking is wild?"

This video was played in a skip, and Ning Zhi'an didn't expect that he would be so unlucky that he got stuck here and was caught by Ji Zhaoran.

The picture on the screen was still beating silently, reflected on the profiles of the two people, and the light was psychedelic.

Ning Zhi'an sniffled, and asked in despair, "Am I doomed?"

Ji Zhaoran asked: "How do you say that?"

Ning Zhi'an raised his eyes and said sincerely: "I feel that your expression seems to be asking me to explain the funeral."

"Then do you have anything to say?"

Ning Zhi'an looked up at the person halfway up, the tip of his thin chin and his Adam's apple formed a thick curve, he explained weakly: "Mr. Ji, I was just looking casually just now, and I definitely wouldn't dare to offend you like this. "

"Don't dare or don't want to?" Ji Zhaoran asked.

A trace of confusion flashed across Ning Zhi'an's clear eyes, obviously he still didn't understand the difference.

Ji Zhaoran nodded, and said tolerantly, "Go take a bath."

It seemed that he didn't expect Ji Zhaoran to let him go so easily, Ning Zhi'an was stunned: "Huh?"

The bald man in the video was still silently introducing moves, Ji Zhaoran glanced at it from the corner of his eye, saw the pain in the egg, frowned and turned the screen down.

"Be obedient, let's go." Ji Zhaoran bent his index finger and scratched Ning Zhian's delicate Adam's apple lightly and slowly. He smiled playfully and said half-truthfully, "I'm not in a good mood right now. If you don't go, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to go to the bathroom by yourself."

Ning Zhi'an threw away his helmet and armor and fled into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with water vapor, mixed with the smell of Ji Zhaoran's masculine shower gel, which gave him the illusion that no matter where he was, he would be under the control of Ji Zhaoran.

Ning Zhi'an leaned on the sink and panted lightly, his brows slightly frowned, a little scared by Ji Zhaoran's joke.

Emotion is an unfamiliar field for him, and Ning Zhi'an is not good at capturing the other party's emotions.

Ning Zhi'an began to think seriously, although Ji Zhaoran always said those words after confessing his love to him, he never forced himself to do anything.

He treats Ji Zhaoran...is it too bad?

In the hot bathroom, Ning Zhi'an bit her lower lip, picked up her phone, and typed a line on the browser.

How to coax an angry person—

The first answer Baidu gave was: hold her!Hold on tightly, even if you struggle, don't let go!When a girl is angry, don't leave her alone, hug her and warm her!

Ning Zhi'an was about to look down, when suddenly he heard a neutral voice from outside: "If you don't want to wash, come out now."

"Wash!" Ning Zhian locked the screen in a panic, turned on the shower, and said loudly amidst the sound of water, "I'm washing!"

When Ning Zhi'an was preparing clothes, he only considered the high temperature in the south, so the pajamas were all knee-length shorts.

After taking a bath, Ning Zhi'an came out of the bathroom with his lips pursed. He was wearing loose short sleeves on his upper body, his skinny clavicle was faintly visible, his straight and slender legs were exposed to Ji Zhaoran's vision, and his skin was soaked in hot water. pink.

Ji Zhaoran was leaning on the bed and talking on the phone with someone, the orange light fell on his deep nose and browbones, his eyebrows and eyes were well formed, with an undisguised sharpness, even the bright red sheets could be suppressed by him .

Seeing Ning Zhi'an, Ji Zhaoran's eyes paused for a moment, and then he said to the person on the phone nonchalantly, "Go on, I'm listening."

He patted his side, signaling Ning Zhian to come over.

Ning Zhi'an felt that she was wronged, so she obediently climbed onto the bed.

Ji Zhaoran raised his brows slightly as if he didn't expect Ning Zhi'an to be so obedient.

Ning Zhi'an took out her mobile phone and typed a line in the memo: Teacher Ji, are you still angry now?

In order to make it easier for Ji Zhaoran to make a call, Ning Zhi'an thoughtfully typed the two options "Yes - No" below.

Ji Zhaoran wanted to laugh a little, how many times has this little bastard pissed him off, if he really wants to get angry with him, can he still have a good life?

He didn't know what the little thing was thinking about, so he raised his hand slowly, and tapped "Yes" lightly with his slender and skinny fingertips.

The person on the phone was still talking about the acquisition plan, and Ji Zhaoran responded casually, feeling a sudden heat in his waist.

Ning Zhi'an hugged Ji Zhaoran.

A very light and short hug, like a kitten's reserved and reserved gesture of affection.

As soon as he got on Ji Zhaoran's waist, Ning Zhi'an felt as if he was being burned. He regretted this impulsive behavior, and felt that he was a little messed up.

Ning Zhi'an frantically tried to let go, but was suddenly caught by Ji Zhaoran's big hand, pressing firmly on his waist.

Through the thin fabric, Ning Zhi'an could feel Ji Zhaoran's tight and firm muscles, every abdominal muscle was full of bursting strength.

It was the first time that Ning Zhi'an had such close contact with the same sex, and the other party was Ji Zhaoran, he felt that half of his body was numb, and the two hands that were forced to press Ji Zhaoran's waist struggled fiercely.

Ji Zhaoran was still holding the phone in the other hand, his voice was hoarse than usual, and he said calmly to the person on the other end of the phone: "Sorry, our cat is making trouble, I have to go and coax him. "

"Ah?" The person on the other end of the phone was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect that someone like Ji Zhaoran would have a cat. She blurted out, "When did you have a cat?"

The voice from the other side came out from the microphone, Ning Zhi'an's face was flushed, she didn't know whether it was from anxiety or embarrassment, her almond eyes were fused with water and mist.

Ji Zhaoran looked down at Ning Zhi'an, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see the bottom, he said bluntly: "The one I raised recently.

He added: "A beautiful kitten."

The man asked casually, but Ji Zhaoran unexpectedly responded to her in a good mood. She asked curiously and worriedly: "Male cat and female cat? How old are they, have they been neutered?"

Ji Zhaoran laughed lowly: "Male cats are reluctant to be neutered."

sterilization? ? ?

Ning Zhi'an's beautiful eyes widened, she wanted to coax Ji Zhaoran, but now she is the one who is furious!

He angrily twisted the muscles in Ji Zhaoran's waist and abdomen, regretting that he didn't study the contents of the video seriously just now.

Otherwise, whoever was sterilized is still uncertain!

"Hiss." Ji Zhaoran's throat became dry from being wrung, he grabbed Ning Zhi'an's hands with ease, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Stop talking, you're going to tickle me again."

"Don't get used to it too much, the lesson should be taught, otherwise the kitten will always be disobedient."

Before hanging up the phone, Ning Zhi'an heard the woman on the phone say this.

……

After hanging up the phone for a while, the person who called Ji Zhaoran touched his head in confusion: "No, isn't Mr. Ji going to participate in a variety show?"