The little fox of the actor's house

May NO.20, actor Ji Qinghuai posted a photo on Weibo holding a red notebook, announcing that he was married.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

When Ye An found out about this, he was stunned. He was Ji Qinghuai's diehard fan, and he was the kind of person who wanted to chase after him. After all, the two of them had an intersection, so why did they suddenly get married.

Ye An was so sad that he went out drinking with his friends until midnight, and got down to the parking lot alone drunk.

In fact, Ye An is a fox demon, and a fox demon with a very poor capacity for alcohol. Once he drinks alcohol, it will be difficult for him to maintain his state, and he may show his original shape at any time.

Half an hour ago, Ye An called his manager Zhang Bufan and asked him to pick him up. Zhang Bufan was very upset to be woken up in the middle of the night, but he knew what was wrong with Ye An, so he resigned himself to his fate and got up after cursing a few words.

In the parking lot, a black car drove slowly, Ye An walked over quickly, opened the back door and got in.

Ye An lay down on the back seat, "Go home."

After that, he covered his ears and began to pretend to be dead.

In fact, Zhang Bufan is also a demon, or a demon with a very violent temper. Ye An knew that Zhang Bufan would scold him to death if he got people out in the middle of the night.

However, the owner was quiet and didn't say anything.

Ye An didn't dare to talk to him, he was very dizzy now, he couldn't wish for Zhang Bufan not to talk, so he relaxed and fell asleep.

In the driver's seat, Qin Lang glanced at the uninvited person in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Qin Lang knew who this person was. He was a popular little fresh meat. If he left him, he might be seen on the trending search tomorrow. .

Qin Lang smiled, took out his mobile phone and asked for the address of Ye An's home, stepped on the gas pedal and left the parking lot.

According to the address, Qin Lang carried Ye An to the door of the house, he felt in Ye An's pocket, took out the key and opened the door.

Ye An lives alone, the furnishings in the house are very simple, and the tidying up is also clean. Qin Lang put him on the sofa, put down the keys, and prepared to leave.

Ye An seemed to feel something, opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa, looking at Qin Lang blankly.

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows, thinking that Ye An would say something like thank you next, but after looking at it, Qin Lang felt that Ye An's eyes were wrong.

Seeing that pair of beautiful eyes getting wet gradually, tears flickering in the eyes, Ye An grabbed Qin Lang's arm and howled out of nowhere.

"God, why did you marry a wife? I haven't had time to seduce you, woo woo woo..."

Qin Lang: "..."

seduce? ? ?

Qin Lang knew what was going on after a little thought.

Who else can be called a male god by Ye An and get married today, except Ji Qinghuai who suppressed the promotion of his new drama!

Qin Lang understood that Ye An was Ji Qinghuai's fan.

Qin Lang tried to pull his arm out, but Ye An refused, and instead grabbed it even tighter, holding Qin Lang's arm and crying with snot and tears.

Qin Lang was speechless for a while, thinking that it's none of my business that that bastard got married, and I wasn't the one who got the certificate with him, if you hug me and cry, can you make people cry and get divorced?

Qin Lang didn't intend to reason with a drunken maniac, and grabbed Ye An's wrist with his free hand. As soon as he exerted force on his hand, Qin Lang froze suddenly.

Behind Ye An, a fluffy fox tail emerged slowly, and two furry ears flashed on the head.

Qin Lang: "..."

This kid is actually a monster!

Before Qin Lang recovered from the shock, the hand holding his arm suddenly let go. Ye An hugged his tail and continued to cry sadly.

Seeing this, the corners of Qin Lang's mouth raised, he took out his mobile phone and took two photos of Ye An.

Little fox, this is a big debt...

Ye An didn't know about all this, he fell asleep after Qin Lang left, and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

As soon as Ye An opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Bufan standing beside him with a cold face. Ye An silently raised his hands to cover his ears.

"Dog, fox, raccoon!" Zhang Bufan clenched his fist tightly, squeezed out every word from his teeth, and roared: "You fucking let me die in two days, right! Every day changes. Do something for me, really think I dare not slap you!"

"As soon as you called, I fell asleep and ran to pick you up. I waited for you in the parking lot for two hours. When I went up to find you, everyone said that you had left. If I didn't answer the phone or return the message, I was going to leave here. The nearest research institute robbed you, but you fucking slept at home!"

Ye An's head was still a little dizzy, but this did not prevent him from focusing on the key points. He raised his head suddenly, "You just said that you didn't pick me up last night?"

"I'll pick you up!" Zhang Bufan became annoyed when this matter was mentioned, and was about to scold Ye An more, but he was taken aback when the words came to his lips, "What do you mean?"

Ye An raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "I got in the wrong car last night."

Ye An said it casually, but Zhang Bufan was quite surprised, "Do you still remember how you came back?"

"I don't remember." Ye An shook his head, "I thought it was your car. I fell asleep after getting in the car. I don't remember anything else."

Ye An raised his hand to touch it, and the ears came out. Looking behind him, the tail was also there. As for when it was exposed, he had no memory at all.

Zhang Bufan glared at Ye An with hatred, and his anger rose slowly. Seeing this, Ye An hurriedly comforted him: "Brother, don't be angry, too much anger will hurt your body, and it will aggravate the hair loss."

Zhang Bufan: "..."

Zhang Bufan's original body was a Chinese pastoral dog. Recently, due to various reasons, he began to lose hair crazily, and he worried that he would become bald every day.

Zhang Bufan took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, he was afraid that he would strangle Ye An to death if he lit the fire again.

Seeing that his anger had subsided a little, Ye An said with a flattering smile on his face, "Brother, don't be nervous, maybe I came back last night by myself, besides, if I really showed myself in front of outsiders, I got the news in the morning, and now that the years are peaceful and quiet, doesn’t it mean that I didn’t reveal my secrets.”

Zhang Bufan thought that this was indeed the case. Whoever ran into a fox monster in the middle of the night would not be able to calm down. I'm afraid he would have called the police. Ye An is a public figure.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bufan heaved a sigh of relief, but the fire in his heart hadn't disappeared. Ye An put his hands together, lowered his head, and sincerely admitted his mistake, "Brother, I was wrong. I promise there will be no next time. This is definitely the last time." once."

Zhang Bufan sneered upon hearing this. "Hehe, I believe your evil."

Ye An was not happy anymore, and said flickeringly, "Friends should trust each other more."

"Don't do this with me." Zhang Bufan, who was used to being deceived, no longer believed any of Ye An's nonsense. He lit a cigarette and sat down on the sofa casually. Act as the male second, adjust the state for me, and join the group at the beginning of the month."

Ye An was taken aback, "Didn't you discuss it with me in advance?"

"Need to discuss!" Zhang Bufan sneered, "Peng Junsheng's play directed by Peng Da, the hero is still the film king Qin Lang, it was just luck, and you want to discuss it?"

Zhang Bufan hehe, "You are not worthy."

Ye An: "..."

How did he get such an agent?

Ye An looked sad, and lamented: "At least give me some human rights."

Zhang Bufan glanced at Ye An, "What kind of human rights do you want, a vixen?"

Ye An: "..."

Although he was a genuine vixen, Ye An always felt uncomfortable when he said it so bluntly.

Ye An: "Can you change the word?"

Zhang Bufan looked calm, "What kind of human rights do you want, a little fairy?"

Ye An: "..."

Yes, it doesn't matter if you change it or not.

This topic was over for now, Ye An went to the bathroom to wash up barefoot, when washing his face, he ran his fingertips across the tip of his nose, and Ye An smelled a faint fragrance.

Ye An paused, shook the water off his hands, and smelled it carefully, making sure that his fingertips were stained with an unknown fragrance.

Ye An thought it was stained by drinking last night, so he didn't care anymore.