I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Ning Zhi'an narrowed her eyes and stared at the screen, questioning: You!Are you mocking me? !

The cp fan replied calmly: Can't you be more confident and remove the word "yes"?

This person is really difficult to communicate with, Ning Zhian asked loudly: Are you polite? !

Not to be outdone, the CP fans asked: Are you honest?

It's unbelievable that there are such unreasonable people in the world!

Ning Zhi'an was so angry, he moved his hands quickly back and forth on the screen, his face alternately angry and sometimes cold, he deleted and deleted for a long time, and finally sent a message to the other party forcefully: If you don't speculate, let's delete each other. Bar!

Since learning to drive with this cp fan, the conversation between the two has eased up a lot, and sometimes they even feel a little sympathetic to each other.With excitement, he shared the good news with this cp fan. It's fine if he doesn't believe it, but he even questioned his character!

Ning Zhi'an pushed back her forehead hair irritably, and put her face against the air conditioner vent to cool herself down.

The things on the Internet are all virtual, it seems that after tonight, his friendship with that CP fan will come to an end.

The cold air hit his face, making his forehead cold and his heart cold, even the expectation of seeing Zou Mo soon was diluted a lot.

Ning Zhi'an was sullen, but suddenly there was a strange temperature and touch on his forehead, and he was caught off guard for a moment, and his fingertips felt numb.

Ning Zhi'an raised his eyes in astonishment, and what he saw was a hand with distinct joints, and the bright red cinnabar beads on the wrist bone swayed gently with the car body.It can be seen that the owner of the hand should be pampered for a long time, so the skin, flesh and bones are extraordinarily beautiful.

Ji Zhaoran pushed Ning Zhi'an back to his seat, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened: "With such a strong wind, aren't you afraid you'll be fooled?

Ning Zhi'an rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was really not very smart just now, he said sullenly: "Why, is Bentley's air conditioner only capable of this, it's not cool at all."

Ji Zhaoran discussed calmly and said, "Then I'll change it?"

His attitude was too natural, even conniving, but Ning Zhi'an was a little ashamed, and immediately reflected on himself: "Don't, I'm too impetuous. I saw a netizen relying on the Internet to see a real person and go blind." Bragging, I couldn't help arguing with him."

Ji Zhaoran raised his brows slightly, and asked with interest: "Do you still quarrel with others?"

"Of course." Ning Zhi'an was full of vanity and distorted the facts on his own initiative: "I made him speechless."

Ji Zhaoran just listened to these words, anyway, he didn't really believe that Ning Zhi'an could win the fight.

Who wins the quarrel and turns his face to the air-conditioning outlet, suppressing the joy of victory?

Ji Zhaoran tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and suddenly asked: "The friend you told me about last time, how is he thinking?"

"Ah," Ning Zhi'an was stunned for a moment before he realized, he fiddled with the phone's fingertips: "My friend...he knows it well."

"..." Ji Zhaoran didn't know what to say.

Fuck you, it's so rare that you should go home with him to meet the parents right now.

Ji Zhaoran didn't intend to let him go this time: "Suddenly changed your mind?"

Just kidding, Ning Zhi'an doesn't dare to act rashly now.

Ji Zhaoran doesn't like children, it seems that the stepmother's matter is not right for the time being, if he is reckless, what if he loses his popularity later!

He didn't expect Ji Zhaoran to love the house so much that he was so interested in his friend's affairs, so he said vaguely: "You are a bit stupid today, I can't explain my friend's affairs clearly."

Ji Zhaoran was silent for a while, then gave a short "um" and didn't ask anything else.

Ning Zhi was so relieved that he didn't notice anything wrong. He seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a bank card from his pocket, and put it on the center console.

Ning Zhi'an folded her arms around her chest, pretending to be calm and said: "The password of this card is six 1s."

All payments are made electronically, who in modern times can easily take out a bank card from the pocket of their clothes?

It was obvious that Ning Zhi'an carried it on his body on purpose.

Ning Zhi'an has never had an ambiguous relationship, and she doesn't know how to get along with same-sex people, and she doesn't know how to draw a boundary with Ji Zhaoran, so she can only show her friendship in such a straightforward and clumsy way.

Ji Zhaoran was blank for two seconds before asking, "For me?"

Before Ning Zhi'an answered, Ji Zhaoran asked again: "Is it for me?"

Ning Zhi'an glanced at the interior of the car: "Well...the money in it is definitely not enough to buy a Bentley, but it's not a big problem to buy something else."

The corners of Ji Zhaoran's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc: "I can spend the money in Card if I want?"

Reluctant to let the child not be tied to the wolf, and the bank card to be tied to the stepmother, thinking of the little daughter at home who is looking forward to a happy family, Ning Zhi'an nodded solemnly: "Spend whatever you want."

Ji Zhaoran smiled: "If I spend all of it, what will you do?"

Ning Zhi'an confessed honestly: "I...have saved some for myself, and I can make a lot of money now."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't stand it anymore and scratched his hair and asked, "Why are you always laughing?"

Ji Zhaoran admitted frankly: "I'm happy."

The joy in Ji Zhaoran's tone is not fake.

In fact, he thought about many things.He tried Ning Zhian's sexual orientation, hesitated whether Ning Zhian's attitude towards him was mostly dependent and respected, and also reflected on whether he was a bit despicable for breaking into Ning Zhian's life so recklessly.But Dudu never thought that Ning Zhi'an would respond to him in such a silly way.

Ji Zhaoran said again: "I'm very happy."

Ning Zhi'an stopped looking at Ji Zhaoran, and buried her head in fiddling with the buttons of her clothes: "If you're happy, drive well."

It's not the first time for Ji Zhaoran to drive, but it's the first time for Ning Zhi'an to feel that the space in the car is so small and secretive.It is so small that you can feel the breath of two people blending together, and it is so secret that it isolates the gentle evening wind and the converging traffic

Ning Zhi'an felt melancholy. He heard from White that he still had a river-view room in the underworld, and he didn't know when he could take Teacher Ji to have a look.

The phone suddenly vibrated, Ning Zhi'an came back to his senses, and lowered his eyes to the screen.

CP Fan: Why haven’t you deleted me yet? Is the internet speed not fast enough? Should I find a KFC to use Wifi?

Again? ? ?

Ning Zhi'an replied immediately: I think you are looking for deletion.

CP fan: Young people, the pattern is small.

Ning Zhi'an: It's because you have narrowed the road. I will see Teacher Zou Mo soon. Do I have to argue with you, a dispensable netizen?

Ning Zhi'an: Do you know what this is called?This is called talking and laughing with great Confucianism, but no white people in communication!Who is Bai Ding?

Ning Zhi'an asked and answered: Bai Ding is you!

CP fan: Why are you still blowing? ? ?Let me tell you, I will have a drink with Ning Zhian face to face soon.

Why is this person like this?He said nonsense himself, but became angry and refused to allow others to tell the truth.

Ning Zhi'an: If Ning Zhi'an really sees you, he will dislike your fanfiction!

CP fan: Even if Zou Mo saw you, he would just shake his head.

Along the way, Ning Zhi'an buried her head in typing, confronting the other party back and forth, and occasionally glanced at the cab with the end of her eyes at red lights, and could see Ji Zhaoran fiddling with the bank card without getting bored.

When they came to the parking lot, Ning Zhi'an finally couldn't help emphasizing: "The card was fine when I gave it to you. If it suddenly demagnetizes, you have to find the reason from yourself."

Ji Zhaoran didn't change his face: "I'll give it a maintenance in two days."

After turning off the car, Ji Zhaoran put the bank card in his pocket and slammed the door casually.

It's all because of Ji Zhaoran's driving too slow, when they entered the box, Zou Mo had already been waiting inside for a while.Ning Zhi'an was so nervous that he almost turned the corner, and even stepped on Ji Zhaoran's foot. As soon as he entered the door, he bowed firmly to Zou Mo: "Hello, Teacher Zou."

Zou Mo sat up immediately, and pushed his glasses dignifiedly after two seconds. He had the temperament of a literati, and his attitude was more kind than Ning Zhian imagined: "This child, why are you so polite."

Ji Zhaoran couldn't stand it anymore, picked up Ning Zhi'an and pushed him on the seat.

The outside world admires Zou Mo because his scripts can make people famous, but Ning Zhi'an really respects Zou Mo, because Zou Mo's works have accompanied him through a period of depression that cannot be understood by outsiders.

This work still gave Ning Zhian a big surprise.

Ning Zhi'an looked down at the script, with two eyelashes drooping, casting faint shadows on her fair skin.He looked at it very seriously, even fascinated, and saw that the phalanges restrainedly tightened at the highlights, and even the fingertips were faintly white.

Ji Zhaoran stared at him silently, biting an unlit cigarette on his lips.He had never seen Ning Zhi'an like this before. After a while, Ji Zhaoran asked Zou Mo: "Is it difficult to write a script?"

Zou Mo: "Look at the state of creation."

Ji Zhaoran asked thoughtfully: "I'm now a screenwriter, how long will it take to surpass you?"

"..." Can you hurry home and inherit the family business?

Zou Mo was speechless, he pointed to the door: "Do you know what it is called when you go outside the door now?"

Ji Zhaoran: "On your own?"

Zou Mo said slowly: "This is called talking and laughing with great Confucianism, and no white people in communication."

Ning Zhi'an was immersed in the script, when he heard this sentence, his thoughts stopped suddenly.He was keenly aware of a trace of familiarity, but seeing Zou Mo's script with his own eyes, and even being able to star in this play, made him so happy, so he didn't bother to think too much about it.

Ning Zhi'an had so much to say, but when the words came to her lips, she would only admire sincerely: "It's really wonderful!"

Zou Mo had heard too many compliments, but now he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising: "There are not many young actors with such vision as you!"

"I like every work of yours, I have watched it many times!"

"That's great, most young people these days have a hard time reading my books!"

Ning Zhi'an chatted with Zou Mo and exchanged their understanding of the script. Zou Mo became interested and even changed the script on the spot.

Ji Zhaoran: "..."

When Zou Mo put on his glasses to revise the script, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help but secretly picked up the phone, used the table as a cover, and sent a message to that cp fan: I hit it off with Teacher Zou Mo, and Teacher Zou Mo himself is so gentle and refined !

Zou Mo's hand that was originally writing paused, and his originally gentle face suddenly twisted. He raised his head and said, "I'm going to answer the phone."

After a while, Ning Zhi'an received a message from a CP fan: Ning Zhi'an himself is very humble and polite, and you seem to be two extremes.

Ning Zhi'an was so angry that he almost threw his phone out, should this person show some shame?

He moved too much, startled Ji Zhaoran, who was having fun with Xiao Xiao Le.

Ji Zhaoran raised his head, and the light from the chandelier just fell on his face, a handsome and upright face with clear light and shadow.He looked around for a week, his always calm eyes showed a little bit of bewilderment: "When did Zou Mo leave, why didn't he say anything."

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Ji Zhaoran glanced at Ning Zhi'an, and continued, "Forget it, he's getting old, and he might be in a hurry to go home and take a wolfberry bath."

Ning Zhi'an was speechless: "People drink goji berry water and take baths, how can anyone take a goji berry bath?"

"Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

Ning Zhi'an was about to refute, but Zou Mo had already opened the door and walked in. He lightly kicked Ji Zhaoran under the table, signaling him to be more sensible and stop talking nonsense.

Ji Zhaoran lowered his eyes, and slid the screen slowly, the protruding Adam's apple drew out a flowing line, which was gathered together into the gray shirt along with the soft light.He paused for a short while, then stretched out his long legs under the table as a matter of course, blocking Ning Zhian's way.

???

Ning Zhi'an keenly sensed that the men's contest had already begun, he secretly competed with Ji Zhaoran, but he was far from Ji Zhaoran's opponent, and he was defeated not long after.

The thin clothing couldn't stop the staggered body temperature and the touch of skin, muscles and bones, Ning Zhi'an's calf seemed to have been electrified, and half of his body was numb.

Zou Mo asked in surprise, "Xiao Ning, why is your face so red?"

Only then did Ji Zhaoran raise his eyelids, and set his gaze on Ning Zhian's face, as if he had just discovered it, he asked with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Ning Zhi'an said sadly, "I have cramps in my leg!"

Zou Mo was a little worried, and wanted to look down, but was stopped by Ji Zhaoran unhurriedly: "23, run around, maybe it's a long one."

Zou Mo thought about it, so he didn't force it.

The matter of the script has been roughly negotiated today, and Ji Zhaoran called the waiter to pay the bill.Before parting, Ning Zhi'an hesitated for a long time before asking eagerly, "Mr. Zou, can I add you as a friend?"

Zou Mo immediately showed the QR code: "Of course, welcome to communicate with me at any time."

!!!

To be able to add Zou Mo's WeChat, Ning Zhi'an would not have even dared to think about it in the past!

Ning Zhi'an was dazzled by the indescribable happiness, and as if afraid of Zou Mo's repentance, he quickly scanned the QR code without looking at anything.

Under Ning Zhian's expectant gaze, the phone made a "ding" sound, and then the screen changed——

A familiar profile page appeared in front of Ning Zhi'an, and Ning Zhi'an had even noted the name of this friend.

Ning Zhi'an rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Zou Mo stared at the screen in disbelief.

The two raised their heads at the same time, and after looking at each other strangely for a moment, Ning Zhian lowered his head again, and clicked into the [Send Message] page with trembling hands.

A chat record jumps up——

[Mr. Zou Mo and I hit it off right away, Mr. Zou Mo himself is so refined! 】

[Ning Zhi'an himself is very humble and polite, and you seem to be two extremes. 】

Zou Mo took a step back in a daze,

Ning Zhian's pupils trembled for two seconds.