Run away after flirting with the male god

When Yang Fan left, he looked at the boiled water on Song Bai's table and asked curiously, "Why do you only buy plain water for yourself?" What to do, I was so moved.

"I don't like to drink beverages, but tasteless water is better." Song Bai added later, "It's also healthy, but since you rarely drink plain water, I didn't give you any."

"Oh." Yang Fan bowed his head and walked ahead first, all the excitement in his heart was gone.

It was almost dark when he got home, and Yang Fan looked stupid at the clean kitchen and dishes. His plan was to show Song Bai a good trick, but he thought too much and didn't know how to do it.

"So you know how to cook." Song Bai was a little surprised, stepped forward to take the knife from Yang Fan's hand and let him go to the side, and said softly, "I'll do it."

Yang Fan was unconvinced: "Why would I not do it?"

Song Bai turned his head as if thinking, and looked at Yang Fan with downcast doting eyes, looking serious and affectionate, "I guess, you used to have a bad temper."

"Yes, I used to be picky with my mouth." Yang Fan remembered a sentence, if you want to keep a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach, so why he cooks is entirely for the sake of that scum at that time.

Song Bai jokingly said, "You are quite self-aware." It seemed that it was due to his temperament, he always spoke in a low voice and deep voice, passing Yang Fan's ears lightly but staying in his heart.Yang Fan trembled all over as a reaction to being touched by the magnetic sound, "Of course I understand myself."

"Go and play, I'll do it."

Yang Fan insisted on clamoring for help, no matter what he couldn't let a young man compare his skills, Song Bai could only say: "You just chop vegetables."

As a result, Yang Fan was so happy that he didn't pay attention to the amount. He washed and cut all the vegetables he bought. Song Bai was busy cooking soup and thought that Yang Fan's hands were slow. He turned around and was stunned: "Two people eat so much?"

Yang Fan said anxiously: "I forgot."

"Eat all tonight." Song Bai left this sentence and turned around.

Yang Fan sneered and yelled in his heart that it was not good, the food on this table would definitely be wasted, and he couldn't help but feel apprehensive when he thought of Song Bai's revolutionary spirit of being diligent and thrifty to learn from the chairman.

Sure enough, a table of dishes was not ready until after 8 o'clock in the evening, and there was no shortage of dishes in Yang Fan's bowl. He said, "I'm really full."

"The weather is hot and you can't keep the food, eat more." Song Bai looked resolute, and his chopsticks didn't stop, "I feel like a wooden stick when you are crowded at night, eat more."

After grinding for an hour, Yang Fan put down his chopsticks and walked to the bedroom with a dark face, thinking that he should come to coax him when he is in a little mood, how could he be so forceful to eat.

Yang Fan rubbed his belly and complained in agony, feeling like he was three months pregnant but it was worse than being pregnant, but he was almost falling asleep waiting on the new fluffy and soft bed and Song Bailai was not there.

Damn, did he fall in love with a fake, gay guys are angry and want to be coaxed, okay?

There were clanging sounds from the living room and the kitchen until 10 o'clock. Yang Fan straightened his ears and heard the sound of footsteps going to the bedroom, and immediately fell asleep and pretended to be dead.

Young man, let me show you how angry gays are today.

It's a pity that Song Bai didn't look at the bed but went to take a bath first. When he came out, Yang Fan's heart was burning with a small flame that almost ran out of firewood.

Song Bai watched Yang Fan wrap himself up in a ball on the bed, with his thin white ankles sticking out of the quilt, his eyes sank slightly, he stepped forward to grab it and stuffed it back, and said lightly, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Yang Fan:? ? ? ?

"What did you say?"

"I wasted so much food today, do you know what's wrong?" Song Bai said solemnly, but scratched the bottom of Yang Fan's feet with his hand. It's like joking around.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan lifted the quilt angrily and was about to fight, Song Bai grabbed his ankle and pulled it, let alone a duel, and even got up hard.

Holding his hands back, Yang Fan was a little annoyed, turned his head and said angrily, "What kind of manly behavior is tickling?"

Song Bai's eyes fell on the young man's messy hair, and he only showed his side face staring at the eyes of a little tiger. He took advantage of the opportunity to wrap his arms around the young man and lifted the soft hair that blocked his eyes, and his tone was still serious: "After doing so much, it was all wasted in the end." , It’s wrong to waste food, and you still pick and choose what to eat and what to eat, how to grow meat and how to nourish your body.”

Yang Fan was stunned: "I said it wasn't intentional."

"I'm going to deliver food to others, you come together."

When a man is angry, he habitually squints his eyes slightly. Even when he is angry, his voice is inexplicably magnetic. Yang Fan swallowed and found that his foot was still in his hand. He covered his mouth and shook his head: "Go out and deliver food to someone, a homeless...ha..." That hand confirmed that he was scratching vigorously, and Yang Fan threw himself on the quilt and kicked his legs, but he still couldn't escape.

In the end, he had no energy left to get angry, and blushing, he shrank back to the center of the bed and nodded, "I'll go."

Facts proved that his guess was right. Song Bai evenly distributed the dishes that could not be refrigerated and packed them in disposable lunch boxes. The subway station was not far away. I understand that Song Bai has a strong sense of thrift.

"I thought you were going to fall."

The corners of Song Bai's mouth curled up: "It's a real waste if it's poured." Then he put on a straight face to educate Yang Fan, but he pursed his lips after watching for a long time, with a helpless face and deep and sharp eyes.

"I don't feel bad for money but for wasting food."

Unknowingly, Yang Fan raised his mouth to hang an oil bottle. Fortunately, his outstanding appearance was not obtrusive. In Song Bai's eyes, he was held by his hand before he could reply. The early autumn wind brought comfort. With Liang Liang, Yang Fan scolded himself for being spineless in his heart, and said, "I know."

Song Bai hugged him, kissed Yang Fan's cheek with his lips from time to time, touched his waist and patted him: "Fanfan, you..."

"Stop it." Yang Fan couldn't stand such an intimate attitude, the young man's body is prone to impulsiveness, "Don't tell me these big truths, you are clearly in your 20s..."

Slightly, it is roughly estimated that Song Bai's mental age may be older than him.

"Also, don't kiss me like that." Yang Fan tilted his head to avoid the man's kiss on his forehead, the gentleness made his whole heart flutter, and his bones were soft and numb.

"Yes, we just fell in love, I was too reckless."

Yang Fan rolled his eyes behind his back, you're good at kissing if you don't have the ability, just knowing kissing: "Kiss kiss, the baby is standing up." From what he said, you can tell that Song Bai doesn't support premarital sex the kind of people who behave.

Song Bai suddenly asked: "What did you say?"

"Ah no, I said you always kissed me until your lips were cracked."

Song Bai watched the young man raise his head and show his mouth. The soft scarlet tongue stretched out and licked his lips, and the watery light suddenly appeared. The thick and slender eyelashes could not be seen clearly, as if shrouded in a layer of fog, revealing a mystery that made people unable to bear it Live to explore: "I'll keep an eye on that later."

"Ah?" Yang Fan touched his nose and felt that this person was taking him too seriously, so he hurriedly followed his pace and asked, "I have many shortcomings, such as waste."

"You also have many advantages."

"Then tell me what are the advantages." Yang Fan raised his eyebrows to imply that the man said he was handsome, but he had been praised to death since his debut.

Song Bai shook Yang Fan's hand with all his strength, and said seriously: "I like you and have good grades."

Yang Fan rubbed his heart and persuaded himself to be calm: "Although your summary is very simple, I like your simplicity." Sincerity without affectation, yes.

On the first day of moving into the new house, Yang Fan thought of a lot of romantic scenes, but he didn't even think about it. He took the ideological and political class most of the night, put on the quilt and slept until dawn.

When he woke up the next day, there was no one around him as usual. He looked up at the time and noticed that the lipstick on the bedside table was not his.

He immediately ran out to find Song Bai, but there was no one on the first floor. He guessed it was in the sunshine room, but it was still there. Yang Fan sat next to the man in his pajamas and raised the things in his hand: "Did you buy it?"

Song Bai raised his glasses and was finally willing to take a look away from the newspaper. He hummed in a low nasal voice and said, "When the seasons change, your lips are dry and chapped, which will affect your work. You can buy it after hearing the lady at the counter recommend it. If you don't like it, you can buy it. Rebuy."

"Thank you." Although he doesn't use these things.

Yang Fan stood up and stretched his waist and carefully looked at the sun room. Most of the meat was succulent. What is surprising is that Song Bai actually raised strawberries?There are only a few plants, but there are also a few that turn red, and they look quite big.

Song Bai stood at the back and explained: "The strawberry was planted out of curiosity. It will multiply quickly and it will grow a large area next year. At that time, we will have to move the place for it."

"It's the first time I saw someone growing it at home." Yang Fan casually took a photo and posted it on the Internet, and then disappeared after posting it.

The whole picture of the sunshine room was posted on Moments. Jia Wen was the first to like it and also the first to leave a message: "Damn it looks so beautiful, I want to play!"

Song Bai replied below: "Welcome to do your homework."

Then Jia Wen didn't reply, and Yang Fan glanced at the man reading on the rattan chair and kept silent.

On the day of class, Yang Fan mysteriously pulled Yang Fan and whispered to his ear: "Do you live together harmoniously?"

"Kids, don't be too curious."

"Hey, I'm just wondering if the lives of the two men will collide." Inadvertently noticing Song Bai staring at him, Jia Wen hid behind Yang Fan, "Your partner is really murderous."

Yang Fan raised his forehead impatiently: "Don't get too close to me, it's full of perfume smell or not."

"Don't you have it on you?" Jia Wen heard that the clothes were handsome and manly.

At this time the teacher came in, Yang Fan didn't bother Jia Wen to pick up his sister: "I don't paint that stuff."

"I...why did the teacher change." Yang Fan looked at the timetable in a daze, it was indeed a class meeting.

"I'm the new counselor in charge of your class, surnamed Tao."

As soon as these words came out, there was more or less a commotion around.

"Teacher Sun has been fired."

"She called a few teachers to make trouble, and the principal fired her if she was unhappy."

As for how it was opened, Jia Wen, the gossip guy, explained it.

Because of the matter of not expelling Yang Fan, the two parties got a little stiff. The old teachers led by Mr. Sun believed that there should be no morally depraved people in universities with strict school ethos. Many people are not really gay and want to step into the muddy water out of curiosity. The consequences of this are unpredictable and unimaginable.

The principal, on the other hand, believes that homosexuality is a special group, which is marginalized compared to heterosexuality, and is also an extremely complicated social phenomenon. Now that the times are evolving rapidly, many people have changed their traditional prejudices to accept and treat them normally.

"Ms. Sun, why are you more disrespectful than me, an old man? Some homosexuals are born. Since they are not in their control, why should we kick them a few times to hurt them?"

Teacher Sun ignored it, and said with a strong tone: "I have been a teacher in Minghua for decades, and I have never had a homosexuality. Now the forum is full of ups and downs. Hua's class."

"Ms. Sun, don't forget that there is also a couple among our colleagues. They have supported each other for decades and are close friends. They didn't come when you did what you did today. Do you know why they didn't come?"

"Old Wang, let's talk about serious business."

"Enough!" The principal slapped the table angrily, pointing the finger at Mr. Sun, "Our opponent is Ming University. The two schools are ranked among the top schools in the country. No matter how many people squeeze their heads, they want to come to school. As a century-old school, we are not obsessed with conservative ideas. , not to stick to the rules, but to actively adapt to this society. Teacher Sun, I heard that there are gays in Dali. Why didn’t there be such an extreme teacher like you? You said Yang Fan is a bad student, so I want to ask you, every time he The scholarship and bursary for the semester are not bad, but the grades are copied and cheated? You can ask the teachers here who have any objections to him, what's wrong with working and studying?"

"Don't use the school's excuse to avenge your personal grievances. The left is disgusting and the right is homosexual. Since you discriminate against them, Mr. Sun, I will fire you in front of everyone today. Minghua does not need you to discriminate so severely. Teacher Gaze, you should retire when you are old."

Jia Wen crossed his legs and looked complacent. He has been displeased with the counselor for a long time. It seems that he has a son who is a Ph.D. student at home: "Let's go, I feel comfortable in class."

Yang Fan heard his blood surging, and suddenly smiled: "It's surprising."

Song Bai nodded in agreement: "Sensible people do sensible things, Mr. Sun will cause trouble sooner or later if he doesn't distinguish between public and private."

"I don't care. Anyway, I'm going to ask for leave again. The new teacher is welcome."

"Jia Jing asked you out?" Song Bai remembered that there was still one last set left, "How long will it take?"

Yang Fan sighed and warmed his hands and said, "It will take about 3 days. By then, half of my body will be full of antiques. It must be slow to shoot. The accurate news is that Mr. Yide is also present."

"I do remember him. I had tea with my grandfather and often chatted with him before." Song Bai noticed it when he recalled it. He called back to ask and found out that Mr. Yide was Mr. Su who often chatted with his grandfather. He saw Yang Fan Shocked eyes smiled, "I don't know him well."

"Your family is so powerful." Is he a sugar daddy?

Song Bai suddenly pinched his nose and said dotingly: "They are all old people. Besides, old Mr. Yide is not only famous for his jewelry, he is also an old Chinese doctor."

Yang Fan was even more ridiculous. Fortunately, there was a few days of buffer time for him to digest so that he didn't look too embarrassed on the day of the meeting.

That day he was sitting and asked a stylist to do the styling. Su Yide didn't know how long he had appeared in the mirror. He looked amiable and kind, just like the image in the reporter's report. He liked to meet people in Tang suits. The smile of Maitreya Buddha makes people feel close to each other.

Yang Fan got up quickly.

Jia Jing smiled behind Su Yide: "He is the model I am looking for."

Old Mr. Yide held the hand of the Buddha beads for a while. Yang Fan's makeup focused on the charm of eye makeup. Because he is a man, he has an extra layer of heroism and neutralization. Now he will sit upright and practice facial expressions in front of the mirror. The old man nodded straightly. He said to Jia Jing: "This kid looks good at first glance. It's rare to see someone practicing his feeling in the background." Knowing that Yang Fan noticed him, Su Yide walked over and saw that the young man was only in his early 20s, bowed his head Showing respect without being humble, wearing a very ethnic-style Kesi gown, with a hundred birds facing the phoenix, and the embroidered edges of the lapel are interspersed with complicated gold embroidery, bright colors, wearing pearl and emerald horseshoe shoes, walking slowly Moving forward is eye-catching.

The overall feeling is right.

Yang Fan slowly stretched out his hand and raised his head with a rather embarrassed smile.

"Hi Mr. Su, I've heard of you for a long time, my name is Yang Fan."