Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan thought about it when he was free, and the acquaintance with Jia Wen was very interesting.He didn't know anyone at the beginning of school, and it was even more difficult for Jia Wen to manage relationships with his compatriots because he was living outside. I don't know if he was blind or fashionable. He recognized Yang Fan as a girl at first sight, "Yo, it's still a student from 182. The beauty is more neutral in dress."

So on a night when the dark wind and high-energy heroes rescued the beauty and gave the beauty a sense of security, Jia Wen confessed to Yang Fan. Yang Fan's laughter was very crisp. Before he stopped, Jia Wen covered his face and yelled in disbelief, "You shrew!"

Yang Fan took a breath, and turned towards the dark alley next to him, pouting: "Go in?"

"What are you doing..." Jia Wen was about to fight, but no one was around.

Yang Fan didn't give him the possibility to develop an inner drama, dragged him in without saying a word, grabbed his hand and put it there, Jia Wen blushed when he realized what he was thinking: "We... just recognized... ...What is this?" Quickly squeezed the girl's slender thighs to confirm that he was not pinching, lowered his head to stare at Yang Fan's chest, and shook his hands.

It took a long time to make a weak sound: "You are a man..."

"You're blind." Yang Fan said flatly.

Jia Wen covered his face and confessed, "I am 250 degrees short-sighted in both eyes."

He pushed the man into the alley, clapped his hands and came out to lean against the wall. The light from the opposite supermarket created the softest atmosphere. Yang Fan showed a sarcastic smile: "Two hundred and five."

Mr. Jia became anxious on the spot, panting out of anger with his hands, blushing and hitting the face with thick neck.

It was not easy to fight, and Yang Fan was unambiguous to accompany him to the end, the two men just wrestled on the side of the road, his waist was kicked, one of Jia Wen's eyes was blue, his fists were whistling in the wind, Jia Wen is the son of a rich man. No matter how fierce he is, he is still a young man. Immediately, he screamed and died of pain. He picked up a brick and threw it at Yang Fan. After a while, there was a crowd of people around, and Yang Fan was dragged away. Unexpectedly, Jia Wen thought that he would lose face when he couldn't beat him, so he launched a sneak attack, and Yang Fan twisted his arm as soon as he turned around.

"Oh mom, save me!"

When the police arrived in the car, the two were still inseparable. The police comrades grabbed each other with the left hand and the right hand with a tiger fist.

Of course, Mr. Jia did not dare to ask his parents to deal with such an incident, but it is very easy for him to treat Yang Fan. The lawyer is so eloquent that he can extort 10,000+ from the boss's arm. "Mental damage expenses, medical expenses, nutrition expenses..."

"What about my injury?" Yang Fan was still smiling, but Jia Wen felt chills seeing it.

"You can find a lawyer," said the lawyer.

In fact, Jia Wen's inner activities are very simple. He wants to suppress Yang Fan and apologize. It's his own fault for treating her like a woman, but he did it first. Can't you say something well?

He didn't expect that Yang Fan would not apologize even if he lost money.

When he saw the other party bending over to pick up the phone, he glanced at it. It was an old phone and a bit old. When the young man wrote the IOU, his mouth was pursed into a line and his eyes were bleak and lost the demeanor he was most fascinated with.

Later, Jia Wenchang asked others carefully to find out about Yang Fan's situation. He realized that he had bumped into someone's embarrassment, so he took advantage of drinking to strengthen his courage to apologize to Yang Fan one day: "I'm sorry." Several hiccups, "I'm not unreasonable, but... I really mistook you for a woman. I'm not humiliating you."

"The thing I hate the most is seeing me as a woman." Yang Fan's eyes were red and bloodshot when he said this, and his handsome face also looked terrified. Mr. Jia was at a loss and said that everyone is wrong. It melted, and tore up the IOU while talking.

The little boy expressed his sincerity in this way, and Yang Fan went down the steps to shake hands and make peace, and he became friends after not being acquainted.

Why they broke up is another matter.

Going to college at an advanced age is too much, the mind is calm but the brain capacity can't keep up, Yang Fan fell asleep and felt dazed, wanted to sneak out to take a breather, turned around and saw the fan girl secretly taking pictures of himself, he sighed and endured it, and went forward The back of Pai Jiawen's head looked more and more guilty. He touched it and asked, "Isn't your sister busy with ethnic costumes recently? I can take care of all the shooting, but I hope we can negotiate a contract."

"Don't you go out often, why are you free?"

Yang Fan snorted, what is it like to be together with a bunch of plastic surgery men and women, and immediately replied: "I won't go out, I will do what I say." A Buddha sitting next to him has a unique sense of presence, and Yang Fan did not respond when he poked him. It's a disgusting concession.

"Do you have any other ideas besides studying?"

Song Bai glanced over and still had no temperature: "Let's go to class."

Yang Fan was glad that his temper was not as aggressive as when he was young, so he leaned forward and approached Song Bai: "We will be staying in a hotel then, can we have a room?"

Song Bai didn't pretend to be silent this time, and frowned with thick eyebrows: "I'm alone."

"Oh~"

Yang Fan felt proud at the same time, just wait, if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll write my name backwards.

Sure enough, Song Bai had to live in a room with Yang Fan.

There are 10 men in the class and each of them has a room for two. Who gave Song Bai the privilege to be alone?Either go out to live or live with Yang Fan, if you say that Yang Fan is good for women but not good for men, no one wants to live with a girly-looking person.As for the dormitory arrangement in the school, it was a mixed dormitory with the seniors of the previous class. Naturally, 4 beds would be vacant after graduation from the previous class. Song Bai had no choice but to do so now.

"Song Bai, are you and Yang Fan having conflicts?" The counselor wholeheartedly wanted to do a good job with the students.

Song Bai couldn't forget Yang Fan's eyes and the temperature that was close to his chest that night, a trace of helplessness flashed in his deep black eyes, and it was the first time that the calm monitor in the teacher's mouth slurred: "No...no."

The class monitor said no, then there must be no. The counselor was very relieved of him, turned around and looked at Yang Fan who was worried, and warned: "It's not easy for your parents to send you to school with money. Look at what you look like, and don't give it to your family when you go out." shame."

Yang Fan's eyes were cold and clear, and instead of being angry, he smiled: "I'm wearing boys' clothes and pants, why don't you look good, teacher, don't you forget, I don't have parents."

The counselor is a woman who is almost 50 years old, and the most important thing is to see people who have to be male or female. There are so many people that you can't say anything, you can only roll your eyes angrily and leave a sound of stomping on the floor.

Following the teacher's departure, Yang Fan met Song Bai's eyes openly, took off his hat and threw it towards him, and slapped Song Bai without looking at him.

As soon as Song Bai raised his head, a pair of aggrieved single phoenix eyes came into his line of sight. He just glanced past him and walked past him with a bit of anger in the wind, and sat down by the window. He froze for a moment, ready to be scolded Although Yang Fan doesn't live in the dormitory often, he has been together for a while anyway, so he is angry.