Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed for a while and widened in surprise for a while, sneaking a glance at him from time to time, Song Bai patted Yang Fan's hand and smiled faintly.It's a pity that the other party immediately withdrew his hand.

Yang Fan is in a complicated mood. After getting along with Song Bai for a long time, he will know that not only is his life regular, but also the love of an old man comes from his bones. For example, the clapping just now is like a grandpa clapping his grandson.

I feel that the rest of my life is sexually dangerous.

"What's wrong?" Song Bai sensed a trace of impatience from his movements.

Yang Fan was paralyzed: "I'm just tired. I've been looking for you for the past two days and you haven't returned me. I feel sad."

Song Bai thought it was something, and after hearing it, he said apologetically, "Is it okay for me to pay attention to my mobile phone in the future?"

"It's up to you." Thinking that old men can't care about like little girls, but Yang Fan touched his heart and felt that it was not sweet, and there were really few bubbles in love.

The two went back earlier. Yang Fan took a shower and lay down on the sofa in his pajamas to continue reading the newspaper. The page with the girl giving birth was almost torn by him. He glanced at the man in the pink apron who was meticulously cooking. Contemplating, it is said that the pink apron is given away by the supermarket when it costs 200 yuan.

"Sigh, the little girls nowadays really don't learn well." He raised his voice loudly and walked behind the man seemingly unintentionally.

Song Bai continued as he expected: "Why don't you learn well."

Yang Fan immediately showed the newspaper in his hand and said, "Look, she gave birth to a child at the age of 18. The reporter said that the girl didn't know who the father of the child was, and she wanted to abandon the child in the toilet after giving birth."

With his back turned to him, Song Bai didn't move, slowly put down the knife and took the newspaper to read, his lips were drawn into a line full of puzzlement, and he threw the newspaper into the trash can after a while: "It's too much."

"I don't know what love is at such a young age. I have a child before I get married."

Song Bai stroked Yang Fan's cheek with his thumb, and watched him move his head slightly against his palm, "They are still young, they are too fast."

Yang Fan immediately gave a smile: "Maybe it's true love. When love is deep, it's naturally strong, and naturally I want to go to the next step."

"Hmm." Song Bai's expression was very indifferent, "What do you want to say?"

Yang Fan felt that his acting skills had dropped a lot because he was caught out so quickly, but he still posted it and asked quietly: "If you are dating a girl and you love the one you love, you will want that one." Thoughts?"

Song Bai frowned: "Which one?"

"That!" Yang Fan was in a daze, he beat his heart and continued, "Everyone is a gentleman, don't play dumb for me."

Song Bai looked serious and didn't speak.

Yang Fan felt guilty and couldn't hold back: "Are you sorry to say?"

"No, because there are no ifs and ifs, I like men." Song Bai looked at Yang Fan, lowered his head and brushed the corner of his lips.

Yang Fan said, "Can't you just assume it?"

"I can't make assumptions, I don't like women." Song Bai was surprised why Yang Fan was paranoid about this assumption, but seeing him puffing his beard and staring, he said, "I think it's the most important thing for a woman and we need to be more serious. It’s okay to fall in love, but I’m afraid that if it’s just for fun, the gain will not be worth the loss, and I will lose face. I think it’s better to do this when you get married. If you want someone, you have to be responsible to her.”

"Oh..." Yang Fan suddenly looked sluggish, and leaned against Song Bai blankly, "Are you born gay?"

Song Bai couldn't care less about cooking, he put his arms around Yang Fan and rubbed his chin on the other's forehead, feeling that Yang Fan's mood dropped suddenly, he said calmly, "It should be."

"What should it be?" He was about to collapse.

The subject doesn't want to engage in pre-marital affairs, isn't he a little white who has eaten meat, is it comfortable to twist his legs every night in hunger and thirst?Comfortable fart!Young people's bodies are prone to impulsiveness, so he didn't admit that he was thinking about Song Bai.

Song Bai raised Yang Fan's chin suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"I want to eat meat." Yang Fan blinked pitifully.

Song Baifan came to his senses: "It's not good to eat outside, right? I made ribs soup for you today without adding a drop of oil. My grandma said it's good to drink like this."

Yang Fan was about to cry, he flung his hands back to the sofa and lay down on his stomach, his head was in a mess, it was not easy to get married in the country, so Song Bai said that the marriage is likely to be agreed by the parents.

Song Bai really didn't know what was wrong with him, sighed, turned off the fire and sat on the sofa, Yang Fan's nose was red and he stared at him, eyelashes cast a shadow over his eyes, looking pitiful and aggrieved, Song Bai knew that Maybe it was Yang Fan who deliberately made this expression for him to see.

What can be done?

He might just follow Yang Fan's set.

Song Bai gently wrapped his arms around the young man, smelling the faint scent of soap on his body, his eyes darkened, and he patted his back repeatedly to explain: "I don't know if I was born with it, but I remember whether I was born with it or not. There is no woman I have ever been interested in, and there is no girl who can make me actively want to know." He bowed his head and kissed Yang Fan's forehead like a feather, and they were so close that they were less than a foot away. own shadow.

"When I realized it, there was already someone living in my heart, and that person was you." Song Bai kissed down again and again, "I was very happy when you also said you liked me." After finishing speaking, kiss The young man's soft lips were pried open carefully and slowly licked.

"Hmm..." Yang Fan felt the small flames in his body keep burning since the man kissed him, he put his arms around him and said Nuo Nuo, "Mu Bai..."

Song Bai couldn't help holding his breath, he couldn't believe that the voice just came from Yang Fan's mouth, "What did you say?"

Having not eaten meat for a long time, Yang Fan couldn't help himself whenever he recalled the best part of it. Yang Fan rubbed against the man's neck impatiently, like a drunk drunk who was unconscious: "I want to hear something nice."

Song Bai smiled, the person in his arms was as docile as a cat and even spoke softly, presumably no one could stand his lover's coquettishness: "What do you want to hear?"

"Love story."

Song Bai opened his mouth and closed it again, how to say love words, he was never afraid of difficult problems but he didn't know what to do this time, and Yang Fan looked at him with piercing eyes full of expectation, he pursed his lips and said, "I like you."

Yang Fan: "..." I already foresaw the fact that you like me, thank you.

Song Baiben is not like a person who can mix oil with honey, Yang Fan knows that he can’t force anything out of it, he rubbed his head against his shoulder and rubbed his hair into a hairball before raising his head, a little dissatisfied but helpless, Who made him like wooden donkeys now.

"I'm hungry."

Only then did Song Bai think of the stewed pork rib soup, and said apologetically, "It will be ready soon."

Leaving Yang Fan lying on the sofa alone, doubting life, wondering that he might really want to live a monk's life, and wanting something even more if he can't get it, such as those indescribable things between the two of them, "Oh, I'm irritated." He scratched Scratching his head and wanting to continue reading the newspaper, he found that the outermost one had been thrown into the trash can by Song Bai, and the word "children" came to his mind.

For him, a child is something he can't ask for, unless his stomach is so strong that he can really pop out a doll, bah bah even if Song Bai is as ferocious as a beast, he can't make him blossom and bear fruit.

Yang Fan thought of his little nephew, who came out within a few months after counting the days. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Yang Runzhi to ask. The feelings of a few days are still quite deep.

But before he could find the number, a WeChat friend message was displayed on the notification bar, and Yang Fan was stunned when he saw the note.

Sister-in-law?

He seems to have two sisters-in-law now, so which sister-in-law is this?

Although Song Bai returned to the kitchen and continued to watch the pot, he still thought about Yang Fan's need to listen to the love story. Thinking of the day before yesterday when he suddenly got angry and said that he didn't like his words, Song Bai was a little at a loss. It turned out that he just wanted to listen to the love story.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that all of Yang Fan's unreasonable little emotions have been reasonably explained.

The boy felt embarrassed to ask, so he waited for him to take the initiative to speak, but he didn't know how to say love words, so Yang Fan was disappointed in himself?

Song Bai looked at Yang Fan silently for a long time, squinting his eyes slightly to see the soup in the pot that was constantly tumbling and exuding a strong aroma. He put down the pot and turned on Baidu, and entered a line of words in the search bar carefully and slowly.

【Encyclopedia of love stories】

At night, Song Bai lay straight on the bed, and Yang Fan climbed onto the bed and asked casually, "Aren't you listening to the radio today?"

"I won't watch it today." Seeing that he was going to sleep, Song Bai rolled over and picked him up.

"Why?" Yang Fan felt that he was weird. It was weird to listen to the radio every night before, but now he suddenly stopped listening.

Song Bai glanced at him and fell silent. The dim light cast a shadow on the other person's face, and his eyes were hidden in the fan-shaped darkness.

"Don't think about the ending first, what you think about is the sincere promise; don't think about the future, what you think about is persistent love; I don't have infinite magic spells, what I have is to give you true love and happiness with my heart."

"...???"

"Maybe I was wrong to like you. I really changed a lot when I fell in love with you. Fool, I love you."

Yang Fan: ...?