Run away after flirting with the male god

It was also the first time for Yang Fan to meet his brother-in-law, and the woman's thoughtfulness did not escape his 33-year-old eyes. He smiled and cut to the chase: "Where did Yang Runzhi die?"

Gu Fang touched her face in embarrassment and unconsciously began to pay attention to her image. Thinking of the purpose of coming to find Yang Fan, she immediately started crying: "I don't know what to do when I call him and he won't answer the phone."

"That's strange, how do you know my account number?" Yang Fan asked with a sneer.

Gu Fang hugged her stomach and shrank back, and said, "I saw your mobile phone number, and Yang Runzhi wrote it down in the notebook. I just added one more tentatively, I..."

"What name do you give your child?"

The woman's lips were trembling and she felt that Yang Fan was much smarter than Yang Runzhi, so she couldn't help showing weakness: "Yang Guang."

"Yang Guang?" Yang Fan smiled as he turned the car key in his hand. Sure enough, his name was Yang Guang, but the child's life is really not sunny.

"Yang Runzhi just gave me 2000 yuan. If I gave the nanny's salary, I would have no money. I am a pregnant woman and I have no money, bro..."

"Don't call me brother." Yang Fan raised his hand to interrupt, "Are you asking for money?"

With a single word, Gu Fang lowered her head, and Yang Fan noticed that the pair of nails that had not been finished for a long time were shining, and leaning on the table with his hands, he approached slowly and said: "It's okay to give money, after all, it's my own nephew, right? "

The woman nodded quickly, and opened her mouth shyly to withdraw the money, but what Yang Fan said next made her gnash her teeth again.

"As collateral, bring your house property certificate over here."

"What real estate certificate..."

Yang Fan pretended to be confused: "It's not that the Yang family got three houses for demolition. A few days ago, Yang Runzhi just took 4 yuan from me and didn't say when to pay it back. As a brother, I'm also afraid. Why don't you give me the real estate certificate?" Take it as a mortgage, and I will give you the money."

"How do you know so clearly?" The woman gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly whether the pig had reported all the details, but how did she know that Yang Fan was reborn.

"If you don't give me the real estate certificate, I won't borrow the money." Yang Fan didn't hesitate, and put his hands in his pockets to leave.

With a crash--

Like glass was smashed.

Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, the woman was in a hurry to speak, she stood up with her hands on the sofa and she really cried, "Yang Runzhi is gambling outside, and he has already gambled away all 4 yuan."

"He divorced that woman for a long time. I was really blind to give birth to him. He sold one of the three houses and divided it in half. One half was given to his ex-wife and the other was given to his parents. My child is about to be born. Yeah... When he brought me back a few days ago, my parents looked very bad and immediately kicked me out. I am a woman and have no parents to back me up. He occasionally gambles at work, but now he gambles big with borrowed money, brother, house Can't give."

"You know he has a wife, why are you still with him?"

"I……"

"I didn't bring my card when I came out. I only had 500 yuan with me, so I put it aside. I'm not a boss or a rich man. I don't have that much money to give you two lazy people to entertain. When I go back and tell Yang Runzhi to sell the house if I want money, I have no money. "Yang Fan put down the money and walked out silently, only to find that his car had been smashed, and turned around suddenly to see where Gu Fang was still on the second floor.

Fortunately, the car is not a famous brand, and changing the window will not cut the meat, but I don't know how to tell Song Bai that this car should be specially reserved for him today.

"Song Mubai?" Yang Fan immediately ran to the second floor when he saw the lights at home.

Song Bai came out of the kitchen just in time to follow him, listening to his breathless smile: "Come up in such a hurry."

"Tell you something bad."

"what?"

Yang Fan stammered a bit: "The car was damaged by someone." He didn't say who the instigator was, thinking about settling the score slowly in the future.

"You are more important than the car, as long as you are fine."

Yang Fan snorted awkwardly: "How can a good topic change in your mouth?"

"Why did the taste change? I'm telling the truth." Song Bai said solemnly, "If the car is gone, buy it again. If you get hurt..."

Ha ha.

Yang Fan quickly blocked his mouth with his hands, and bit his neck: "Stop talking, I won't listen."

"Uh, it's a dog?"

Yang Fan was in a happy mood, raised his chin and said, "It's a tiger."

"Oh, so it's a little tiger." Song Bai was cooking, and raised his oily hand to pinch Yang Fan's ears, "I'm sorry."

Yang Fan wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, the height difference made him give up again, there is still a distance between 187 and 182, he simply leaned on Song Bai's back to watch the sky getting dark, and another day passed in a blink of an eye, "Song Mubai, I found you Ability to learn quickly."

"Ok?"

Yang Fan leaned closer to his ear and said carefully: "I woke up today and found that your kissing skills have improved recently."

'Kang Dang' the pot and spoon fell and almost hit Yang Fan's foot.

Song Bai is serious: "It is not for a gentleman to spread prostitution in the daytime."

"I'm not a gentleman and it's getting dark now." Yang Fan tried to tease him but couldn't stop him, he stood on tiptoe and blew in the man's ear, but Song Bai was still very serious, everything was normal except for his blushing, steady Stand like a pine.

This is very boring.

Just wait, when I am free someday, I will definitely lure you to bed.

Yang Fan's mind was full of thoughts on how to bring someone to bed hehehe.

Song Bai was thinking about how to make up for Yang Fan in different ways. His grandmother's education told him that it was not good for his wife to be too thin, and he himself felt that it was very distressing to hold Yang Fan in his arms, as if he had never eaten properly, so why? OK.

After the meal, he expressed his doubts: "Don't you know how to cook yourself, why don't you gain weight?"

Yang Fan was still troubled by routines, propping his chin to watch Song Bai climb into bed in that set of pajamas from more than ten years ago: "It's boring to do it by yourself. Cooking is for the family, but now you do it."

"I make meat for you every day, but you still don't grow." Song Bai touched the young man's stomach with hesitation on his face, and then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Your brother still wants money from you?"

"Ah, yes, I need money. This time it's his wife, and I put down 500 yuan to say that the real estate certificate is mortgaged."

"Good idea." Song Baila lay down and covered him with the quilt, "Or cut off contact, he will become your burden sooner or later."

He understood the truth, Yang Fan smirked in the man's arms: "I didn't worry about them, you know how to tease cats?"

Song Bai didn't want to laugh, and said that you are also a capable person with 4 yuan to tease cats.He asked in a low voice, "Are you taking on the show now?"

"No." Yang Fan told the truth, "It depends on the situation. Even being a model can support me. I'm waiting for Su Yide's call."

"Su Yide?"

"Yes, he has so many private collections and he is also interested in photography. Last time he asked for my number before he left." Yang Fan said nervously and excitedly, his eyebrows were full of confidence, "Many photographers praised me He was born to walk in front of the camera."

Song Bai held his hand and smiled lightly: "Do you want me to let Grandpa know?" He didn't bother to go through the back door, but he also scored. Yang Fan was so happy and he liked it.

"No, no, no," Yang Fan immediately propped himself up and shook his head, desperately refusing, he asked to go through the back door before meeting his parents, the old man hated himself so much, "Don't meddle in my business, the old man's friendship is the old man's , I have to fight for it on my own.”

Song Bai didn't insist anymore, and patted him sideways to indicate to lie down, playing with Yang Fan's naturally curly hair with his fingers: "Why do you want to enter the entertainment industry?"

Yang Fan shook his body, showing a helpless expression: "I found that I will not waste the word "Student Master" in anything now. Don't talk about my grades, I feel very sorry for myself now."

I'm sorry for the self who worked so hard to get ahead, and for the self who struggled under the lights in those days. He spent his best youth in front of reporters, put on human skin and a mask to become another self, the other is not real himself, he regretted.

"I want to go another way. Jia Jing is one of my noble people. I believe Su Yide will be the most important noble person in my life."

As for why he has a good impression of Su Yide, it has to be attributed to what happened after his death.

The outbreak of public opinion on the Internet and the quarrel among fans seemed to make his death shocking. Those celebrities who were related to him were dragged out and whipped, and one of the big heads was Zhang Bo, who had been having an affair with him.

Why don't you admit your relationship when you have a real hammer?

Why do you still marry a woman when you are obviously gay?

Obviously it was Yang Fan who gave you the lead role in "The Clouds", why are you so shameless?

What moved him was that there were still people who stood up and spoke for him. At that time, no celebrity would say a word for him based on his old friendship, no.

In the end, the popularity persisted, and Su Yide’s official Weibo, which had not been updated for a long time, said a long paragraph, in which he regretted that he was invited to be the official spokesperson of Mr. Su Yide’s jewelry, but it was a pity to miss it due to various reasons. Yide has always admired Yang Fan's works and deeply regrets his death.Why don't you let him go quietly when he's dead, it's useless to talk too much, he won't come back.

Many painters became famous only after their death. Yang Fan didn’t dare to compare with others, but he felt that the form was similar. After his death, someone edited the scene. Everyone found that Yang Fan was not as embarrassing as described in the rumors. He turned out to be a real actor.

This is really the most crying joke he has ever heard.

If he avoids the minefield again, can he have another life?

"Song Mubai."

"Huh?" The man touched his face, rubbed it tenderly behind his ear, and remained silent as usual.

The smile on Yang Fan's face became even cleaner: "You are also my nobleman."

"You are also my nobleman." Song Bai repeated, and by the way he fished him up and covered him with a quilt, and seeing that it was getting late, he kissed Yang Fan's forehead, "You look good when you smile."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows in protest: "I look good all over, do you want to see it?"