Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan went through untold hardships to squeeze to Song Bai's side. The people in 187 said more and more, and they knew his position only by relying on that serious head, but Song Bai refused with a sullen face. This made him very unhappy when he was three feet away, and he stared and said, "I apologize to you."

Seeing this, Song Bai said, "That's the bed."

"I don't believe that you haven't had this kind of experience and impulse. Everyone is a gentleman. Besides, let me help you buy a new one. How long will you be angry with a dark face?"

Yang Fan supported himself with the help of the wall. At this time, he glanced casually over Song Bai's shoulder, and the young couple on the opposite side seemed to be paying attention to them all the time.It is normal for Song Bai to be noticed when his facial features are upright. With a twitch of his heart, he gently leaned into Song Bai's ear, noticing the rolling voice of his throat, begging for mercy in a very small voice: "Otherwise, your bed is not mine. Settle it once?"

Song Bai turned his head abruptly, and looked at him with two hundred and five eyes: "Make trouble for no reason."

"What are you pretending to be a serious person?" With his senses sensitive, there were several violent rubbings from behind, Yang Fan suddenly turned his head, but unfortunately he couldn't stretch his hands and feet because of the crowd, "Fuck, you...!" I was pinched a few times maliciously on the Internet, and I couldn't find anyone when I looked back.

Song Bai regained his composure and saw Yang Fan's angry face, he couldn't help but look to the side, and guessed something in his heart when he saw the disgusting smiles of the yellow heads.

He pulled Yang Fan out of the crowd, and another group of people rushed into the vacant space here. Yang Fan lowered his head and grabbed his clothes for fear of being squeezed out again. Song Bai's gaze stayed on the other side's hair for a few seconds. , pursed his mouth and propped his hands on the wall of the car to fix a part of the space. He wanted to ask if he was uncomfortable, but he decided to shut up thinking about what happened in the morning.

After calming down, he also felt that he was a little impulsive, Song Bai endured the squeeze from the people behind him and said calmly: "I'm fine."

"Oh." It seems that the space is not that big, just enough for Yang Fan to relax and breathe. He stood against the wall and brushed up his hair, licked his dry lips, and his stomach grunted at the right time. Yang Fan covered his stomach with an embarrassed expression.

Song Bai pretended not to hear, and took out the eggs from his pocket expressionlessly, "There are still eggs left."

Yang Fan squinted and said, "Do you buy eggs for yourself every day or not for me?"

"You didn't say you wanted to eat it." Song Bai was worried that he would kill him sooner or later, "It's unreasonable."

Yang Fan took it with distaste and helplessness, swallowed his saliva and began to peel off the shell, the breaths of the two were so close to each other that he had the illusion of being cared for, and looking at Song Bai's posture was enough for him to have this illusion.

The couple next door was still there, and the girl felt uncomfortable being squeezed and slapped the boyfriend next to her and complained: "Look at her boyfriend, and then look at you!"

The boy looked embarrassed.

Yang Fan choked on a mouthful of eggs and coughed continuously. Song Bai naturally heard the girl's words, but his ears turned red and he couldn't remember anything. .

It was good intentions, but in the eyes of the lovers, the taste changed. The girl pouted and kicked her legs, her exquisite and lovely makeup was a little angry, and she beat her boyfriend's chest coquettishly: "Look at you, the subway is so crowded that you don't know how to protect me. "

The boyfriend looked at the girl acting like a baby with a dazed face, "Okay, don't make trouble."

Yang Fan's attention was attracted, and a pair of eyes appeared just over Song Bai's shoulder, and he glanced over to meet the girl's gaze, he nodded slightly and smiled, smiling innocently and innocently, I don't know how many boys and girls in his previous life Drunk in this smile, but unfortunately half of his face was blocked by Song Bai's shoulder.

Touching Song Bai's shoulders is solid, generous and feels safe, and his standing posture is straight and indestructible. Yang Fan leaned closer and smelled no smell from those men, but a very refreshing saponin smell. He remembered that Grandpa Song Bai was a soldier with many rules. His paralyzed face and rhythmic lifestyle are inseparable from tutoring.

But a man who grew up in such a serious environment is really stupid, but after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with it.

Song Bai frowned and wondered if he was sick, or Yang Fan was confused.

"Song Bai, Song Bai?" Yang Fan approached him.

"Be steadfast and unyielding, be proud and towering." This is the meaning that his grandfather told him, and Song Bai said it honestly.

Knowing what he meant, Yang Fan felt that he was too honest and boring, and took out another meat bun from Song Bai's pocket to show off: "Don't tell me if you hide one."

Song Bai: "It's cold."

Yang Fan said very ambiguously, "Even if you have eaten, I don't mind." He pulled him closer while eating, and said disgustedly, "It's uncomfortable to squeeze you." At one o'clock, the crowd behind was surging, and Song Bai was squeezed forward without paying attention.

It doesn't matter this rush, Yang Fan stretched out his hand to catch it, and was hugged full of arms. The man's refreshing saponin smell rushed into his nostrils. From the outside, the posture of the two looked like a hug between lovers. After breakfast, his body warmed up. Lang Jin ran out and kept looking for something to chat with, with a few hesitant "hmm" mixed in with the twitter.

Too loud and not cute at all.

Startled by the thoughts in his heart, Song Bai collected his expression and was surprised that he would describe Yang Fan as cute.

But Yang Fan was indeed a bit softer. When he got off the subway, he hesitated and asked, "Aren't you angry when the girl said you just now?"

"Why are you angry?" Yang Fan asked back.

"Describe you as a woman."

Yang Fan flicked his hair: "What's there to be angry about? It means I'm good-looking. God gave me a good skin. But if it's a man, I'll definitely go up and do it." Maybe he was destined to become gay It was a doomed thing, because no girls would like him, and the reason was not explained.

Although everyone looked at the handsome boy and applauded and cheered and said he looked good, when he really wanted to date, he still hoped that a rough man would protect himself instead of turning himself into a female man to protect another man. He has the ability to prevent girls from protecting him. People don't believe it, spread your hands.

"When did you start liking men?" Song Bai stopped, not seeing that men and women were treated differently.

Yang Fan turned his head and sneered, "Forget it, maybe it's something I was born with, I can't help it."

Chatted with each other and soon arrived at the company of Song Baikou Senior Middle School. Yang Fan looked at the studio and clicked his tongue. Song Bai never left the company since the day he entered the company. Senior Jiang Dong He was a very career-minded person who worked overtime all night and died suddenly at his desk the day before the Chinese New Year. When this small company was most turbulent, Song Bai bought it with money and became the pillar, and finally became the taciturn cold man on the front page of the magazine step by step. Face the boss.

Yang Fan briefly recalled the events of his previous life, rubbed his chin and decided to force Song Bai to sleep on time. Originally, the current play did not follow the script and he could not guess the next step. If Song Bai also worked overtime and hiccupped, then he would be happy for the rest of his life. who to go to?

Happiness = sex丨Fu.

However, it later proved that his worries were nothing but worrying, Song Bai's biological clock was more punctual than his own alarm clock.

Yang Fan wandered around outside to change a few sets of equipment for himself. He couldn’t understand the unconventional clothes when he was young. When he came out of the mall, it was already dark outside, so he naturally went to find Song Bai. Dong is the leader, and obviously Jiang Dong knows Yang Fan.

"You came to see Song Bai?"

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, pretending to be a good young man: "Well, I'm looking for him." I don't remember such a person in Moments.

Song Bai came out and apologized to Jiang Dong: "Then I won't go to dinner with everyone today."

"Hey don't, let's go together when Xiaofan is here. You are also one of the contributors to the negotiation of a big project today. You can't go. Come and come, Xiaofan, too. There are so many people."

Jiang Dong really didn't treat him as an outsider, Yang Fan felt embarrassed when the brothers dragged him directly to the restaurant.

We are all young people who can’t drink enough. A few bottles of white wine were opened on the table to pretend to be aggressive, but no one drank it. The girls took pictures and then looked at Yang Fan who looked away from time to time while eating and chatting. The existence of this person in the middle is simply so outstanding and handsome that his eyes are blinding, and his several mouths are opened into a zero shape, showing the most charming and lovely appearance, which really makes the elders who know their true colors on the opposite side unable to eat.

Out of politeness, Yang Fan gave a gentle smile to every girl or man who paid attention to him.

"Xiaofan, your professional grades are also good every time. How about it, why don't you join me for an internship and exercise, and you can guarantee a good salary."

Yang Fan is in a complicated mood, should we tell him not to be complacent now, or he will be unlucky soon.

"I signed a contract with a studio to be a model, senior, sorry."

Jiang Dong might not be able to clear his head after drinking a little wine: "Model?" He sighed as if he was really regretful.

Yang Fan knew that everyone would not think highly of him if they didn't talk about it, and the exchange of eyes between them, Jiang Dong raised his glass to Song Bai: "Thank you very much this time, if it weren't for your plan, we wouldn't be able to get the order so quickly, you are a blockbuster I won't let you go."

Song Bai couldn't drink too much wine at this time, so he took a sip and smiled, and said respectfully, "We're all in the same team, it's fine." Turning his head, he looked at Yang Fan who was chatting gently with his female colleague, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were full Smiling, and the female colleagues were amused by him and laughed from ear to ear, feeling the silky touch of the mellow wine slowly sliding down their throats, and the aroma of the wine was tangy.His eyes fell on Yang Fan's clothes, a gray-green sweater and dark blue jeans, and a pair of clean white sneakers on his feet. You don't need to look up to know that he has a small tie today, and his hair is the length of his ears. It's a bit naturally curly, and the middle part can't be tied and hangs naturally on the cheeks. Some people are born with an artistic atmosphere, and Yang Fan is like that.

The five fingers are slender and fair, like the spring water in the book. Song Bai silently watched the handle turning the wine glass, and gently pressed it against his soft lips for a sip. He turned his head and thought of three words: art.

And Yang Fan also noticed someone's gaze, and while no one was provoking him, he blinked at Song Bai, and for the first time pretended to be innocent and smiled shyly.

Song Bo was stunned and shivered all over, and immediately talked to Jiang Dong and his party about work.

Yang Fan snorted sheepishly, but he really didn't hit the right person for being coquettish. After seeing Song Bai ignoring him, he was a bit self-indulgent and wanted to go out to vent. At this time, he received a call from Jia Wen asking him to go out to sing, "I haven't come out to play for a long time, together."

"No, you young people have fun, I want to go back to bed early."

Jia Wen beckoned to the waiter to settle the accounts and followed everyone out of the box when he heard Yang Fan's words and yelled harshly: "It sounds like you are very old."

"Yes, yes, the reality is so cruel that I have been honed into an uncle in the middle of his life."

"Yang Fan?"

The person who was still talking just now suddenly appeared in front of him, Yang Fan looked at the phone in disbelief, what's the matter, still playing teleportation?

Then Jia Wen also knew why Yang Fan was here, and his face turned from red to green: "There is a knife on Sezi's head, go and go."

Yang Fan saw that the time was not suitable for going out, so it took a long time to persuade Baobao Jia to persuade him to leave, and then sent a text message to Song Bai, generally saying that he would not go up, and waited for him downstairs.After sending the text message, a shadow fell, and the facial features were blurred against the light, which seemed to be a strong and crooked nut.

"hi~"

Song Bai couldn't see that Yang Fan was very boring, he couldn't tell the specific feeling of this boredom, but suddenly wanted to be lazy, Jiang Dong toasted and came back to see Song Bai in a daze, looked back to see if Yang Fan wasn't there, and quickly shook him: "You tell me the truth , why did you go to play with Yang Fan?"

With a tone of disapproval, Song Bai raised his head and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Dong, with an expression of you being fascinated by the monster, loosened his tie and gossiped with him mysteriously.

"Yang Fan is not an easy guy. When I was still in school, I heard that he was not clean outside and insisted on being a woman. He hooked up with men and was so sissy."