I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The parrot fought with White all night, and it seems that there are few feathers left, and the appearance is very hot.

Ji Zhaoran looked sideways at the parrot, and asked Ning Zhi'an, "Whose bird is this?"

Sensing Shen Luoze's weak eyes, Ning Zhi'an said firmly: "I don't know! Maybe it's a poor stray bird!"

Shen Luoze: ...

Ji Zhaoran was noncommittal, and slowly looked away.

When he saw the book in Shen Luoze's arms, his gaze paused for a moment.With a gloomy expression, he read the title half seriously and half jokingly: "Love, can't accommodate three people?"

This book was used by Shen Luoze to refresh his mind, but unexpectedly, it was read by Ji Zhaoran under such circumstances. Shen Luoze shot himself in the foot with a stone, and now he can't wait to recite the full text on the spot!

Shen Luoze opened his mouth, and was about to explain in words to save his precarious career, but the parrot over there started to toss again. It looked this way with its head for a while, and then swaggered and sang -

"You finally became someone else's mistress, and I know it's not because of love..."

"When you lean into his chest, have you forgotten the love I gave..."

Shen Luoze became dizzy when he heard this, and staggered on the ground.

After listening calmly for a while, Ji Zhaoran raised his eyes and asked with a smile, "Is it not the right time for me?"

Ning Zhi'an has never seen such a vicious bird in his life, where is this a parrot?A whole outlaw lunatic!He cursed irrelevantly: "Mr. Ji, the previous owner of this stray bird must have been very vulgar. Let's not be as knowledgeable as it is!"

As soon as the words fell, the parrot slowly flew around the car, and then stood on the roof——

"Don't quarrel!"

"Your boyfriend is really ignorant, unlike my brother, who only loves you!"

Ji Zhaoran was sitting in the driver's cab, the veins on the back of his hands were raised, the light and shadow of the street lamp cast his side face, and the smile on the corner of his lips appeared a bit gloomy for no reason.

Ning Zhi'an: ...

Ning Zhi'an discussed with Shen Luoze expressionlessly: "Otherwise you should go back first." The main thing was to take the bird away.

Shen Luoze nodded in a daze, feeling that life would be worse than death, tonight was too exciting, he had just digested the fact that there are ghosts in the world, solved the crisis in his career, and soon he ushered in a new desperate situation.

For the time being, only Shen Luoze knows about Ning Zhian's acquaintance with a group of ghosts, so naturally he can't spread out what happened tonight to Ji Zhaoran.

Before leaving, Shen Luoze tried to explain his relationship with Ning Zhi'an to Ji Zhaoran from a perspective that even gays understand.He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ji, I'm just a pure 0, you understand it!?"

He has a 0, and he doesn't have Lu Ji's ability at all!

Ji Zhaoran didn't even bother to smile, raised his eyelids, and asked impersonally: "Do you still want Ning Zhi'an to be number one?"

Shen Luoze's figure flickered, and he clutched his forehead in pain, feeling that people were a bit doubled.

Staggering home, Shen Luoze walked to the window in a daze, and suddenly felt rain falling outside the window, he sent a message to Ning Zhi'an melancholy: [This rain is worse than the day Yiping went to ask his father for money. Be big. 】

Ning Zhi'an sat in the co-pilot, carefully glanced at Ji Zhaoran's face, and then quietly replied: 【Ji Zhaoran's face is more mean than when Aunt Xue knocked on the door. 】

As soon as Shen Luoze said this, he became energetic:

[Did he ask us what we were doing?Aren't you going to let him know?When we get along with homosexuals, honesty is very important! 】

Ning Zhi'an bit her lip, her finger on the screen hesitated, she forgot to refute Shen Luoze's claim that he was gay.

Ji Zhaoran is a very strong person, although he won't interfere with Ning Zhi'an's life at all, but he doesn't hide his possessiveness and aggression most of the time, he didn't ask what Ning Zhi'an did tonight , doesn't mean he doesn't mind about it.

Ning Zhi'an could calmly reveal her identity to Shen Luoze, but when facing Ji Zhaoran, she felt a little scruples and shame.

Seeing that Ning Zhi'an hadn't returned for a long time, Shen Luoze sent another sentence: 【Confess early, enjoy happiness early! 】

The rain was torrential, and the Xiali car's wiper was busy sliding through the rain curtain. A layer of mist formed on the car window, and the space inside the car became cramped for no reason.

Ning Zhi'an was distracted, holding his seat belt tightly, he coughed lightly, breaking the silence in the car: "Mr. Ji, I have a friend..."

"Well...you have a friend."

Ji Zhaoran drove the Xiali for the first time, fearing that he might not be able to grasp it, his expression was a little more cautious, and he sat upright and stared at the front, only slightly nodded: "Continue."

Ning Zhi'an chose his words carefully: "He, he is being pursued by someone."

"..." Ji Zhaoran gently pressed the end of his voice, and asked him: "Oh, does he want to open it?"

"The point is not this." Ning Zhi'an scratched his hair awkwardly: "He actually has some secrets of his own, and I don't know if he should confess to that person."

Ning Zhi'an emphasized: "However, this secret is just some of his own affairs, it does not touch the principle, and it will not hurt anyone."

Ji Zhaoran nodded, and asked kindly: "Then does he want to talk?"

Ning Zhi pretended to install it: "I don't know very well, after all, he is just my friend." Seeing that Ji Zhaoran was calm and didn't seem to see anything, he continued, "But based on what I know about him, he has There are some concerns."

"Then you...cough, your friend..." Ji Zhaoran turned the steering wheel, and suddenly changed his mind halfway through the sentence: "What are you afraid of? If you want me to say that this suitor is not good enough. Your friend didn't agree to him, it must be Where are you not satisfied."

Ning Zhi'an was not very happy to hear that: "You can't say that, their identities are very different, it's not as simple as you think!"

"I was careless."

Ji Zhaoran gave a short laugh, as if with some joy.

The carriage was small and dark, giving Ning Zhi'an the illusion that there was nowhere to hide.

Ning Zhi'an licked her dry lips, and complained in a low voice: "I won't tell you anymore, my thoughts are not in tune at all!"

"It's easy for me to talk about it." After a moment of silence, Ji Zhaoran suddenly came up with an idea out of kindness.

"Oh?" Ning Zhian sat up straight calmly: "Then tell me."

Ji Zhaoran calmly threw out wild words: "Let your friend agree to that person directly."

Ning Zhian turned pale with shock, tongue-tied: "This...isn't this a little frivolous?"

Ji Zhaoran said with reason and evidence: "Now that he has got it, don't you have to be afraid that he will turn over the old account and pursue other things?"

"........."

Ning Zhi'an was silent, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some truth.

As the rain slowed down, the lights on both sides of the road were twisted into tulle by the mist by the window, and Ji Zhaoran's handsome and strong outline was also dyed with a gentle background.

Xiali drove into the basement, and the car door was opened by the assistant who had been waiting here.Ji Zhaoran tossed the car keys to Ning Zhi'an, seeing his preoccupied face, Ji Zhaoran held back a smile, and said solemnly: "Go back and persuade your friend, and be careful about your friend's affairs."

Ning Zhian nodded seriously.

When she got home and opened the door, Xiaohong was teaching Yangyang how to write. When she saw Ning Zhian coming in, Yangyang eagerly floated to her and circled around Ning Zhian twice until Ning Zhian came back to her senses and couldn't help but drag her Only then did he shyly hold up a piece of paper.

On the white paper, the two big characters of "Father" stand out, the font is green and full of sincerity.

"..." Ning Zhi'an was shocked!

This kid actually has such thoughts about him! ?

Ning Zhi'an felt ashamed, so he dared not reach out to take it, he explained in a gentle voice: "Yangyang, daddy is a very special name, you can't call it casually."

The little ghost couldn't hide what was on his mind, and immediately showed a disappointed expression, tears overflowing his eyes.

Xiaohong floated over, and whispered in Ning Zhian's ear, "Daddy, Yangyang learned it specially for you. A child has never enjoyed the kindness of his parents for a day, and he is obsessed with it when he dies. Is it okay?" It’s easy to work up the courage to call you that.”

Ning Zhi'an covered his cold ears, hesitantly said: "But it's not easy to agree to it."

Xiaohong directly lay on Ning Zhian's shoulder: "That Gumantong is different from ours, so it's called Wuchang's father!"

Can that be the same?How thick-skinned White is.

Seeing Yang Yang's listless appearance, Ning Zhi'an felt blessed for a moment, thinking that it's no wonder why he suddenly called himself that way, it turned out that he was influenced by White!

He originally wanted to discuss with Yangyang again, whether it's okay to change the name, but thinking about the details of getting along in the past, and looking at Yangyang's drooping little head, Ning Zhi'an didn't have the heart to refuse again, it was acquiescence.

Call it whatever you want.

The little ghost had a rough life experience, and because of the language barrier, he was often bullied by wild ghosts, so he lived better when he came to Ning Zhian. With Ning Zhian's current ability, it is not difficult to protect the little ghost.

Being a father for the first time, Ning Zhi'an was suddenly at a loss. He tried his best to put on a dignified expression, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything you want?"

Yangyang hurriedly floated to the table to write, Ning Zhian followed with her hands behind her back, and saw two prominent characters added next to the word "father" on the white paper——

mother!

Mother?

Ning Zhian was dumbfounded, but the image of Ji Zhaoran knitting a sweater for the child suddenly flashed in his mind, which made Ning Zhian tremble violently.

Ning Zhi'an cleared his throat, avoided answering the word mother, and only said kindly: "Your handwriting still needs to be practiced. I'll ask White to buy you some exercise books later."

Afraid that Xiaohong would stir up trouble again, Ning Zhi'an walked towards the bedroom while talking: "No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education. Don't worry about money, buy a full set!"

???

The little ghost was so moved that he tore the white paper that said Dad into pieces on the spot!

After closing the door, Ning Zhi'an washed up melancholy, put on her pajamas and got into the soft mattress.

In the dead of night, when the yin rises and the yang fades away, it is the time when ghosts and ghosts are at their peak. From time to time there are wandering spirits wandering in the street. Xiaohong ran out early to go shopping with her little sisters, but Ning Zhian, who was not sleepy, sat up suddenly like a corpse. Swipe on the phone and tap your fingers on the screen.

……

At Yunchan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing, the monks had already started their morning class in the main hall, and the temple was filled with murmurs of chanting scriptures.In the meditation room, Ji Zhaoran was half leaning on the side of the couch, staring down at the tea leaves floating in the white porcelain cup.

The phone vibrated, Ji Zhaoran swiped open the screen, and received a message from Ning Zhi'an for the first time.

[My mother must be useful when she is angry]: Teacher Ji, do you like children?

Ji Zhaoran glanced at the time, it was 4:30 in the morning

Many gays would hesitate because of the child's problem at the beginning of determining their sexual orientation. With Ning Zhi'an's slow personality, Ji Zhaoran is impressed by the fact that he can consider this.

Ning Zhi'an doesn't have that ability, he, Ji Zhaoran, is gay and likes what children do.

Ji Zhaoran immediately stated his position, and replied: [I don't like it]

Seeing Ji Zhaoran's answer without hesitation, Ning Zhi'an clenched his fists frowning.

I heard that many stepmothers have a bad relationship with their children. Ji Zhaoran has a strong breath, which makes it difficult for ghosts to get close to him. I am still so resistant to children. It seems that Yangyang's wish will not be fulfilled for a while.

Ning Zhi'an's fatherly heart had no place to rest, so he had to make up for it from other places. After thinking over and over for a while, he ordered a set of luxurious and supreme packages for Yang Yang's online classes in the underworld overnight.

……

After sending the message, Ji Zhaoran slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Opposite Ji Zhaoran, the presiding abbot, Venerable Master Jueming, twirled a Buddhist bead in his hand, and said, "Recently, there seems to be a very interesting little friend in Beijing."

Yunchan Temple is the most popular temple in Beijing. There are many celebrities and wealthy businessmen who come to burn incense and pray for Buddha. There are many monks in the temple. There are several famous eminent monks. The Jueming Master.

Rumor has it that Master Jueming's Dharma is profound, and he has long been familiar with Yin and Yang, life and death.

Ji Zhaoran folded his cuffs, slowly stroking the bright red cinnabar beads on his wrist, his tone was familiar, obviously he and Jueming had known each other for a long time: "Did you call me over suddenly in the middle of the night just to say this?"

In the room full of incense, Jueming's face became more compassionate. He sighed and asked, "How many years have you not seen those things?"