Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan curled his lips and finally knew why Jia Wen didn't like Song Bai. Thinking of Jia Wen subconsciously looking back to find someone, who knew that Jia Wen was waiting behind him just as he turned his head, swaying the pen in his mouth to the left and right, his hands He raised his eyebrows and held up a piece of paper.

Are you together?

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."

"Damn, you really...!" He didn't know why he was afraid of Song Bai, maybe the other party's aura was too strong and overwhelmed him, Jia Wen turned his head with his hands on his hips and looked unhappy, "When I saw the video yesterday, I should Thought-of."

"Then what nonsense are you talking about now?"

"Oh, let's not talk about this. My sister said that other clothes have been sent back from the studio. When you have time to take pictures, it will be the day after tomorrow."

Then every few days, Yang Fan hummed: "Why didn't I receive the message."

Jia Wen laughed: "I haven't seen you online since you woke up. I always call you when I find you, and you always turn off your phone. If you can receive it, it's a ghost."

"It's my fault." Yang Fan turned around and wanted to touch his phone, but his pocket was empty before he remembered that he had been disconnected from the Internet for a long time, "I'll go back to find your sister after class."

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, it was supposed to be the time when they said goodbye, but Yang Fan looked at Jia Wen and suddenly became shy like a big girl, and asked, "What's wrong with you."

"No problem, I just want to ask you, you are with the person who is the most serious about homework in our class, do I get any benefits as your friend?" Jia Wen twitched his fingers and looked impatient.

Yang Fan became curious, and turned to see Song Bai going to deliver homework to the teacher, so he said to Jia Wen, "What kind of benefits do you want?" He knew that Jia Wen was not short of money.

"That's... just copy the homework for me. You see, it's going to be a holiday and I'm going to start evaluating my grades. My sister is so strict with me. If she sees such a low score, she won't tear me apart."

"You may not believe it when you say it, but he is so impartial that he doesn't even copy me." Yang Fan said.

"Let me tell you, the person who helps you with your homework does not necessarily love you, but the person who does not help you with your homework must not love you!" Jia Wen blew his beard and stared as if it was him.

Yang Fan lazily explained to the kid, and patted him on the shoulder to calm him down: "You won't die if you don't copy his."

"You will die. People get 95 points for writing 400 words, but he gets 100 points for writing [-] words."

What can I do then, he has a strong ability to focus on key points, Song Bai has already walked over, Yang Fan grumbled: "The person you have always feared and liked has come."

Jia Wen turned his head in an instant, his face was a little red, he lowered his head and bowed 90 degrees, shouting, "Hello brother, let's play together from now on." Before Song Bai could reply, he hugged the book and ran away.

bro?

Song Bai didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he thought of his brother-in-law, he understood in seconds. He watched Yang Fan approach and held his hand, and when his eyes met, he asked, "Jia Wen likes men or women."

It's really bold in public. Yang Fan has never experienced Xiaojiabiyu's warm love, and now he can't control his little pink bubbles when he is held by Song Bai. He guesses that the reason for his young body must not be his inner reaction. What's the difference...

"He's straight. I've confirmed before that he has no idea about men from head to toe. Why are you asking this?"

Song Bai didn't answer directly, he helped Yang Fan get the book with a slight smile in his eyes and said, "Since this is the case, then I don't have to worry too much."

"Worry." Yang Fan put his hands in his pockets and said, "Even if he is crooked, it's not my thing. I'm not interested in having so much love and hatred." He just wanted to find someone who could live a good life. I didn’t say it but chose to hold it in my stomach. It’s hard to find a partner to live a good life, especially in the gay circle. Whether you can control your chrysanthemum and dick can’t be decided by talking about it.

He is already very tired.

"I may have to go out for a few days to take pictures." Yang Fan said.

Song Bai turned his head and held the book: "How many days?"

"I don't know. Jia Wen told me that the rest of the clothes have arrived. I don't know where Jia Jing will go after the shoot together. She is engaged in photography and art. She shouldn't just ask me to stand indoors and pose."

There is a forest path from No. 7 teaching building to the dormitory that can be cut short. Song Bai silently held Yang Fan's hand as he entered. Then he was silent for a while and probably felt that he was a bit wretched, and said, "Do you want me to accompany you?" Yang Fan couldn't figure it out: "Why are you going?"

"I can be the first to jump down and save you."

"I didn't see you take the initiative to jump down last time." Yang Fan laughed heartily, his brows and eyes were curved, and his temperament seemed very docile.

Song Bai pursed his lips and was almost confused by him, but when he had nothing to refute about what happened last time, his face became serious again.

"Okay, okay, handmade ones can't go into the water, Jia Jing won't let me into the water because it will damage the clothes." Yang Fan didn't expect that Song Bai still remembered the last time, something in the chest was pounding violently, he Wei Wei raised her head and kissed the corner of Song Bai's mouth like water brushing her face, "Actually, I didn't have the nerve to tell you last time, but I was very happy to see you accompanying me in the hospital."

Song Bai didn't speak, but just held that hand tighter.

After returning home, Yang Fan contacted Jia Jing to ask about the location and time of the shooting. Sure enough, he needed to go out for a few days. One of the Qing Dynasty costumes needed to be shot indoors and outdoors. This set also took more effort than the other nine sets. Yang Fan heard Something was wrong: "It means I want to wear women's clothes."

"Yeah, the other nine sets are unisex. Only this one is women's. Don't worry, it won't make you feminine." Hearing the sound and the sound of mechanical sewing, she probably is in the studio.

Yang Fan didn't want to bother too much, and said, "I don't mind this, because I haven't filmed before and want to ask."

"It's okay. I will cooperate with Mr. Yide for that outfit. I provide the costumes and he provides the jewelry. They are all genuine antiques. Then you have to remember to take it easy."

To be honest, he rarely saw antiques. Yang Fan hung up the phone and immediately searched Su Yide on the Internet. He is in the entertainment industry and sometimes goes to the red carpet. They all sighed, this old man was particularly difficult to invite.

Su Yide was born in a scholarly family, his grandmother is an old professor who knows everything about the past and the present, and his grandfather is the first generation of antiquities restorers. It is said that his ancestors were all top-notch professional households. When he came to his father, he was a doctor. He was also a doctor when he was influenced by his father since he was a child. However, I later found that I was more interested in my grandfather's craftsmanship, so I quit my job and started to learn design from scratch. Perhaps because I have seen more exquisite and luxurious antiques since I was a child, most of the jewelry designed by Su Yide has a few The silky retro flavor is eye-catching.

In the end, he inherited his grandfather's mantle and became a well-known restorer in the antique industry. He opened a jewelry store and occasionally sold jewelry. Sometimes when a big star got married, he would come to him to book. Superb, many big names wanted to poach someone in the past but they were all rejected as 'older'. Reporters in the newspapers respectfully called him old man.

Yang Fan stared at the screen and remembered that Jia Jing's event was related to Su Yide. He lay on the bed with the computer in his arms and pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

The Jia family siblings are really his nobles.

Song Bai was earnestly doing his homework when he heard him laughing suddenly and rolling around on the bed, revealing a white waist and looking impulsive: "What's wrong?"

"This time I will probably meet a big man, Su Yide."

The name sounds familiar.

"Jia Jing gave me 6 yuan, which is really cheap for me." Yang Fan raised his eyebrows in joy, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were clean and bright. Because of this cheap price, he couldn't help being excited.

"6 is low." Song Bai walked over and sat by the bed, raised his hand to help Yang Fan pull up his clothes, his eyes turned into deep black water and he was the only one to be seen.

Yang Fan felt a little comfortable being touched by him, squinting his eyes and shaking his head like a cat begging to be scratched and petted, and Song Bai really went to touch it: "If you don't say anything, add a 0."

"Wow, I can't see that you are such a greedy person."

Song Bai said, "Well, you are the most expensive."

Yang Fan chuckled in his heart, even if he was really asked to go into the water to shoot, he wouldn't be afraid.

The day before he left, he went to the counselor to ask for leave for half a month. The aunt still looked at him with the same disdain as before, and Yang Fan was not annoyed, just remembered that her son seemed to be studying for a doctorate in the United States, what a good son.

"Well, I don't know why there is such a student, who is not doing well in class and asks for leave all day long."

Yang Fan stood at the door and stared blankly at the opposite side, clenched the false note in his hand and almost couldn't help but want to go in. When someone patted his shoulder, he hadn't calmed down yet. He turned around and saw that it was Song Bai, and the corner of his mouth pulled out. With a half-smile, he said, "Coincident."

Song Bai put his hands on his waist to stabilize him: "I thought you were here, so I came to wait for you."

"Isn't it class time? And it's a professional class. I remember you never miss class."

"I'm not used to twittering when you're not around me."

Yang Fan was calm in his heart, thinking that this might be Chu, he cast random glances at Song Bai and said with a smile, "I've been away for half a month, so don't you want to kill me?"

Song Bai looked extremely serious: "I charged a lot of phone bills, and I will call you when the time comes."

There was no way to answer these words, Yang Fan felt goosebumps on his arm, thinking that he should not be too presumptuous at the door of the office and immediately dragged Song Bai downstairs, Song Bai wrapped his hand in his palm and followed.

Yang Fan didn't know when he laughed, but when he realized that the old tree was blooming again, it was wonderful.

Song Bai was absent from class for the first time since he started school. He told the teacher that going to the toilet turned out to be terrible, and he spent the whole afternoon in the toilet.

Jia Wen had noticed his 'brother' a long time ago. After going to the toilet for several hours, this chrysanthemum must not rot.

"It's boring. Falling in love is like a different person. Why don't you copy your homework..." He took out his mobile phone and rubbed his ears. The professor's loudspeaker sounded so loud that he couldn't hear it. He casually clicked on the school forum I plan to see what the school girls look like. Usually, when recruiting new students, this forum is filled with all kinds of questions like an explosion. There are many "sexy" little sisters posting photos asking for friends. He Jia Wen is dedicated to molesting little girls of.

"Hey, I'm not very active today, and there are not many girls who are pleasing to the eye."

Jia Wen sighed and was bored, wondering if he didn't like the girl he just dated and wanted to change his taste. He flipped the page with his fingers and looked up. A post that had not been posted for more than two hours was climbing to the first page at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Um?Isn't this him...

Jia Wen clicked out of curiosity, his fingers trembling, his eyes widened in horror, and the classmates next to him thought he had a hidden illness and just wanted to ask if he should tell the teacher, but he was slapped.

With a bang, Jia Wen pushed the door and walked out.

"Jia Wen!" The professor roared angrily from behind, but he didn't care.

It's over.