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"Live in the same room?" An Jiu's expression was unpredictable, "Are you sure?"

"Just three nights." Shan Boning interjected, "It's fine for two people to sleep in my bed, and I won't bump into you."

It wasn't a question of Shan Boning's touch or not, An Jiu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly in advance: "Thank you for your hard work tonight."

When he got home, Uncle Qian saw that the two were lodging again, so he had no choice but to arrange for someone to help them carry their luggage.

"Aren't you hungry, Auntie learned how to make biscuits online, would you like to try two?" Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen with a large plate of cookies, "Bai Ning doesn't like sweets, Auntie didn't I’ve done it, but I don’t know if it’s good or not.”

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." An Jiu took a piece out of face. The biscuit was crispy and sweet, with unmelted chocolate chips on the surface. It was really delicious. "Aunt Zhang's craftsmanship is really good. Auntie and uncle don't want to eat it?"

Aunt Zhang glared at the two of them with resentment: "They want to eat and buy it themselves. Auntie made it for Xiao Jiu out of her own pocket."

I have never seen anyone who is too old to rely on his nephew. These two people obviously have a lot of shares, but they just can't keep money, and they are homeless for several months every year.

Although Shan Wei and Shan Yu are cheating, they also have self-knowledge. From the public's point of view, they are indeed the legendary top-notch prodigal sons, the kind who are insulated from money.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was really wrong..." Shan Yu at least used money to invest, but Shan Wei directly gave the scammer a few years of performance. The last time I came to the manor, I didn't dare to tell Shan Boning.

But after so many years, Shan Boning has already understood the virtues of his elders, and if he has this kung fu to teach them, he might as well talk about a few more projects.

"If you're hungry, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to meet you, and I'll ask the assistant to look for a house tomorrow." Shan Boning glanced at everyone present, and finally stopped on An Jiu, who didn't make trouble for him, and his voice softened a little , "Don't eat so many sweets at night, it's time to go to bed."

"Oh." An Jiu finished half of the piece in his hand in two or three bites. He was indeed a bit gluttonous and didn't like to be controlled by others, but if what Shan Boning said was right, he wouldn't naively oppose it.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Qian on the side have recently changed from working seriously for their employers to serious work. By the way, they sneak away from their busy schedules every day to watch their employers get along with each other.

After the two went upstairs to rest, Shan Yu and Shan Wei hurriedly grabbed Aunt Zhang to inquire about the situation.

"Sister Zhang, do Bo Ning and Xiao Jiu usually get along like this?" Shan Wei believed it when she saw An Jiu lying on Shan Bo Ning's lap that day, but Shan Yu felt that Song Song was absolutely uneasy and kind, worried that the other party would be on An Jiu's body Make a fuss.

Aunt Zhang did not mention the fact that they usually sleep in separate rooms according to the employer's instructions, and said truthfully: "When Bo Ning is not busy, she will accompany Xiao Jiu in the study to read scripts and practice acting."

She went to order people to eat several times and really thought that the two were arguing, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly knocked on the door to persuade them to fight.

"Xiao Jiu is really dedicated to his job!" Shan Yu sighed, as expected of an actor he favored, who wouldn't let An Jiu play his male lead, who would he worry about!

Shan Wei next to her was even more proud: "Now you should believe it, if Bo Ning doesn't like Xiao Jiu, will you make trouble with him?"

In the room, after taking a shower, An Jiu was leaning on the head of the bed watching all kinds of off-set footage from Mo Hong that could be passed on, carefully studying the actors' positions and the shooting angles of the crew.

For Young Master An, it is either not to do anything, or to do the best, and there is no such option as muddling along.

Mo Hong was happy to see the success of this, and took the initiative to help An Jiu find all kinds of film scenes on the Internet for reference.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after a while, Dan Boning in a bathrobe came out.

"Wow, the Patriarch has such a good figure." An Jiu's eyes deliberately turned around Shan Boning's slightly open neckline.

Shan Boning usually has the habit of exercising. Although he can't see his abdominal muscles in a bathrobe, the small pectoral muscles that are exposed are also beautifully shaped. The undried water drops drip from the tips of his hair and flow down his collarbone, which is a bit sexy.

After appreciating Shan Boning's figure, An Jiu looked down at himself, and pulled the neckline to cover his beautifully shaped collarbone and fair and smooth chest. There is no harm if there is no comparison. If you are too tired from exercising, let's forget it .

"Do you think I won't make a move on you so you dare to flirt all day long?" Shan Boning has almost gotten used to An Jiu's casual flirtatious habit. At any rate, since he was bumped into by Shan Wei last time, An Jiu has restrained himself from talking. To the point where he only speaks but does not move his hands.

"That's right." An Jiu said bluntly, he has always controlled the bottom line of others very well, and he will always jump around within the tolerance range of Shan Boning.

Patriarch Shan really wouldn't really do anything to him. He dried his hair casually and lay down on the bed. The two of them each had a quilt, and they were separated by pillows. They really looked very different from each other.

But the distance between the two is so close that they can even smell the shower gel on each other.

Anjiu likes to use milk-flavored shower gel, which can give people a harmless illusion, while Shan Boning has a faint scent of cedar, which is mature and alienated.

Before going to bed under the quilt, An Jiu thought of Shan Boning's ending in the original book inappropriately.

Although now under his messing around, the protagonist Gong returned to China early, and the important events of the two protagonists' emotional warming are gone, but it is still unknown whether the plot will continue in the original direction.

Shan Boning had the habit of reading before going to bed, but when he was about to turn the page, he realized that someone was poking him, so he easily pressed the other's troublesome hand.

Looking back, he found that An Jiu was huddled under the quilt, only his head and the hand that poked him were exposed.

"What's the matter?" Could it be that An Jiu hasn't had enough fun, does it mean that he really doesn't see him as a man?

"If Mrs. Shan didn't have you, it probably won't last long, right?" An Jiu poked someone but didn't know how to speak. He just thought it was too nonsense for someone like Shan Boning to capsize in the gutter, but he couldn't explain it. Books, I can only remind him insincerely.

Shan Boning was a little surprised, if he understood correctly, is An Jiu caring about him?

He speculated based on An Jiu's personality. An Jiu should be worried that if something happened to him or the Shan family, the cooperation between the two would be ruined.

He put his hand on the top of An Jiu's head, ruffled An Jiu's slightly long hair like a child, and comforted him: "No, as long as I am still alive, no one will dare to provoke Shan Shi casually, and no one can bully you. Don't be afraid."

An Jiu was stunned for a few seconds, and actually let Shan Boning coax him like a child.

This person thought he was afraid that he would be bullied if he had no backing?An Jiu felt that if he fed the dog with rare kindness, he would turn into a demon immediately.

"Even if I have any accidents, I will make arrangements for my funeral first, and nothing will happen to you or anyone else." From the beginning, he wanted An Jiu to be involved in the affairs of the Shan family. Of course, Shan Boning didn't Anjiu will be implicated by his own affairs.

This is a bit of an exaggeration. Although in Shan Boning's view, he dragged An Jiu into the water, An Jiu had other plans from the beginning. He had no intention of going forward or retreating with him. Run away.

Young Master An is not good at facing people who treat him sincerely.

"I'm asleep." His tone was uncomfortable, he quickly turned his back to Shan Boning, and got under the quilt with only his face exposed for air.

What's happening here?Before Shan Boning could take his hand back, wasn't An Jiu himself the one who was provocative all day?

Shan Boning stared at the bulging quilt next to him with complicated eyes for a while, then put down the book in his hand and turned off the lights as if admitting defeat: "Good night."

An Jiu remained silent, pretending that he had fallen asleep.

Although it's not very good to think so, Patriarch Shan actually has the feeling that he has finally regained his fortune.

But Shan Boning's elated state didn't last long.

Two hours later, Shan Boning finally understood the reason for An Jiu's strange attitude when he said in the car that they had to sleep in the same room for three days.

There was obviously a row of pillows between the two of them, but An Jiu didn't know how to do it. He threw them all to the floor, and the quilt was kicked to the foot of the bed and piled up in a pile.

Shan Boning turned his head and saw An Jiu's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, got up resignedly and removed the man's arm and leg from his quilt, and helped An Jiu cover the quilt again.

But less than 10 minutes later, the drowsy Shan Boning felt something crawl into his quilt, which was soft and delicate to the touch and slightly chilly.

Patriarch Shan was awakened and opened his eyes, and when he lifted the quilt, he found that it was An Jiu's calf, but its owner was still sleeping soundly with an innocent and quiet look, holding the pillow that should have been under his head.

Resignedly, Shan Boning pinched An Jiu's ankle and pulled his calf out of his quilt.

An Jiu's skin was fine and smooth, and it was very comfortable to touch. When he held his ankle, the man unconsciously kicked his leg lightly. The skin brushed against Dan Boning's palm, bringing a tingling sensation similar to an electric shock.

"itch……"

Just when Shan Boning was in a daze because of the touch of his ankle, An Jiu suddenly muttered, his voice was indistinct as if unconsciously coquettish: "Hug..."

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