Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan changed the straightforward words and instantly felt different. Song Bai hugged him and became cautious when talking: "It's very inconvenient at school. I have a small apartment outside for my internship. It just happens to be renovated. Soon after the end, both the environment and the accommodation conditions are much better than those of the school.”

Yang Fan hummed and raised his eyelids to signal him to continue talking.

"If you want, we can live there, that is, live together." Song Bai felt that it was inappropriate to live together just after falling in love, but he decided to speak out because he had expectations in his heart, looking forward to the days of living together with Yang Fan.

Of course, he could live there forever if he wanted.

Yang Fan's heart was already full of joy, but he pretended to be hesitant, as if reluctantly and reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

It was clear that he was being good-looking when he got a bargain, Song Bai smiled at him, and the corner of his lips lightly brushed the side of Yang Fan's face: "Let's go back and pack our things, I'll find the director to sign."

Yang Fan didn't expect Song Bai to be quite anxious, so he asked in surprise, "So fast."

"Well, today is Friday, and tomorrow there is no teacher in the teaching office. I can't guarantee that I will meet you as soon as I go on Monday. Besides, I don't know if you are still in school that day. If you go out to take pictures, how should I pack your luggage?"

Well, you are thinking too much.

Yang Fan followed the man's posture and clasped his five fingers, but after a few seconds, it was Song Bai holding his hand, "Since you have a house, why don't you live outside and live on campus."

"You will have self-control at school, and it's easy to slack off when you're alone at home." Song Bai answered concisely, that's all.

Yang Fan sighed and thought: This is probably the difference between a top student and a bad student. Come to school to experience life and exercise yourself.

"Then you don't worry about slack when you go back to live now?"

He looked forward and didn't notice that Song Bai had stopped. Inertia made him lean back. Fortunately, Song Bai was behind him. Yang Fan looked into his pair of eyes that were as deep as water and was always stable. In fact, part of the reason for the lack of communication is that he is afraid of him, because he is too calm and silent. At worst, it can make him think that the hunter lurking in the dark will appear when you are caught off guard, and he will undoubtedly die.At best, I think he is not easy to get along with. Communication is the only way to increase feelings. If you don’t take the initiative to communicate with me, I will always post it. After a long time, you will get bored. If it is serious, you may still hate me. If you talk too much, it will be troublesome anyway.

Summer clothes are thin, Song Bai put his arms around Yang Fan's waist and stood still, his fingers twirling the fabric seemed to still have some skin warmth, he held it and said, "No, because of you."

Yang Fan didn't understand what he said. Seeing that Song Bai had learned to cut classes after falling in love with him, he thought for a while and thought that he couldn't be that blue face that would bring disaster to the country and the people... Bah!

"Why?" Song Bai asked without saying anything, and stopped when he saw a passerby.

Song Bai couldn't bear his fuss, turned his head to see that there were not many people, and directly pressed them against the wall, with small flames flying fiercely in his eyes.Yang Fan was not afraid but felt that his little heart was beating up and down restlessly, could it be...

The picture he was thinking of was Song Bai domineeringly pressing himself against the wall to kiss. It is said in the book that the best way to shut up a lover's mouth is to kiss, so is it time to kiss now (°‵′)!

Yang Fan licked his lips and winked at Song Bai, put his back against the wall, put his arm around his shoulder and smirked: "Mu Bai, what are you doing?" It's also a good thing that he is wearing a young skin in his 20s, otherwise his real age would be 33 An old man is definitely unable to do it.

30 stands like a tiger, he also needs to put out the fire and often.Sometimes he also worries about what he will do when he is 40 years old. If he is so hungry and thirsty at the age of 30, wouldn't it be more wavering if he is not confused at 40?

Song Bai was probably frightened and didn't speak for a long time. He wanted to be aggressive and let Yang Fan calm down, but what's the situation now?What are you doing winking?

Yang Fan's heart jumped into his throat, and his eyes roved on the other's lips, thinking about the very dirty picture, and when he was thinking about it, he saw Song Bai bent down, and he quickly held his breath and waited.

"You...are your eyes dirty, I'll blow it off for you." After speaking, he touched Yang Fan's eyelids carefully and tried to blow them away.

The corners of Yang Fan's raised mouth immediately dropped, and he slapped that hand and shouted, "Your eyes are turning gray." The blink of an eye seemed to be possessed by Sister Lin, her eyes were hesitant to speak, and her eyes were red. What a big grievance.

Song Bai didn't understand anymore, he held his face and looked left and right: "What's the matter, is it uncomfortable?"

"I feel uncomfortable all over!" Look, my heart is hot.

Song Bai was worried about his little lover, and suggested whether he should go to the hospital, but before he could go out, he saw Yang Fan enter the dormitory angrily, and the door slammed loudly, some male compatriots who knew their names were curious. He poked his head out and took a look, but when he saw that it was Song Bai standing outside, he moved his head back in unison.

Song Bai sighed helplessly, went to the door, knocked on the door and said, "Fanfan, I'm going for a run."

There was no reply.

Song Bai lied. He was not going for a run but to see Jia Wen. When he arrived at the playground, he saw Jia Wen squatting impatiently and pulling weeds. "What do you want me to do?"

Jia Wen felt that Xueba was treating him too unfairly. He raised his head to see Song Bai's indifferent face and his gentle face in front of Yang Fan. He reacted and quickly took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him: "Here, this is Yang Fan's younger brother. phone number."

"Brother Yang Fan?" Song Bai's face finally changed, "Yang Runzhi."

"Yeah, he has a younger brother who is three years younger. I wanted to bully him when I had conflicts with Yang Fan before. I found out about his family. Yang Fan is the eldest in the family. When he was three years old, his parents raised a second child and was arrested. A fine of 2 yuan..."

Song Bai's voice sounded a little louder: "Get to the point."

"...You didn't fall in love with him before, you probably didn't know that he helped Yang Runzhi lose money. Yang Runzhi was spoiled by his family and didn't study hard since he was a child. He smoked, fought and fell in love in junior high school, and he made a girl's stomach big. The first two days The last time he cried because of a fight with a bar girl was Yang Fan who helped him pay for it. A few days ago, I received a call from him calling me my brother. I said who are you? He said it was Yang Runzhi, nothing happened Tell me that he is in a hurry to find his brother, what can he do?" Jia Wen got angry when he mentioned that man, and his face turned red with excitement, "The model circle is not enough to rely on appearance alone, and Yang Fan's money is not enough. Easy, you also know, I guess Yang Runzhi must have nothing good to look for him and don’t want to tell him, but who am I? Why should I take care of other people’s family affairs? My selfishness is not to tell him but I think Yang Fan is quite tolerant of his younger brother Just think about it... and discuss with you what to do."

"I see."

"Yeah, you got it." Jia Wen nodded, seeing Song Bai was about to leave in a daze, and hurriedly shouted, "That's it!"

Song Bai stood in the middle of the bridge and turned to look at him with a calm and indifferent expression, "It's gone."

Jia Wen felt that he was really meddling, and shouted towards the bridge: "He is very poor, please treat him better." Maybe this is kindness with low EQ, but he is still willing to say it once.

Song Bai paused, smiled and said softly: "Yes." The voice was too small, probably only he could hear it.

Walking around and taking dinner back for Yang Fan, Yang Fan was bored on the bed whenever he was free, then he heard the sound of the door opening and turned over as if in a fit of anger, pouted his ass and slapped someone, holding a magazine in his hand and didn't know what to stare at.

Song Bai's footsteps were light but strong. He moved over the computer table and put it on the bed. He smiled and patted Yang Fan's upturned buttocks, "I brought dinner."

The aroma of the rice was mixed with the strong smell of meat, Yang Fan wanted to shake his head stubbornly but he couldn't bear the call of his stomach, he lowered his head and got up to fetch the lunch box and saw that it was full of meat: "Do you really want to fatten me up? "

This question is quite difficult to answer, Song Bai hesitated for a few seconds, stretched out his hands and rubbed the flesh on Yang Fan's waist, and said decisively: "You can still grow at the age of 20, I want you to eat more."

"What do I look like? Can it make me look like a 190 foreign model?" Yang Fan realized that his words were a little offensive, but he just couldn't help but lose his old face today.

The tough face with facial features is popular on the catwalk, and Yang Fan probably needs plastic surgery if he wants to look like that.Knowing that he didn't like to mention plastic surgery, Song Bai shut up wisely, got up and made him a cup of tea, and Song Bai half-sat by the bed waiting for Yang Fan to eat, holding an enamel cup in his hand to read, and helping Yang Fan pull his clothes to cover it up from time to time. It was hard not to see the white and tender part of the spring light leaked at the back, and it was extremely comfortable to the touch. He wondered how a man could have so many items that were better than girls.

When Yang Fan was almost finished eating, Song Bai raised his glasses and a flash of light flashed, "Fanfan, do you miss home?"

Yang Fan's back stiffened and he shook his head.

The sudden sound of chewing vigorously was more like a cover-up. Song Bai put the newspaper aside, pinched the bridge of his nose, stepped forward and hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear: "Jia Wen told me that your brother is looking for you. He is afraid that you will be killed." Brother Tuolu was also afraid that you would blame him for concealing this matter later, so he came to me first."

Yang Runzhi.

The unswallowed food suddenly lost its taste. Yang Fan couldn't find the trash can and finally spit it out on the tissue paper. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the past events appeared in front of his eyes. He could not remember the past after living again. I remember things more clearly, including the bad things I don't want to remember.

Yang Runzhi, Runzhi, this name was calculated by his father's fortune-telling, and Yang Fan was named by his grandfather.

Yang Runzhi is not as good as his name, and his appearance is not outstanding. It can be regarded as a very correct combination of his parents' genes. Yang Fan slowly put down his chopsticks to restrain his pretentious expression. through.

"After that incident, some people said that I am not a child of the Yang family, because I am too good-looking to be my father's seed. My mother felt sorry for me and then the public opinion that I couldn't support my neighbors gradually isolated me. My father said that I can't wait When I was born, I drowned in a stuffy toilet, my grandma said that I was a slut who seduced my uncle since I was a child, Runzhi... was still young at that time."

Because he was young, he chose to turn a blind eye, but he didn't know that children's behavior was more hurtful than parents.