Run away after flirting with the male god

Although Yang Fan really didn't want to tell the truth, but facing Song Bai Ruju's eyes, he finally had to lower his head and confess that he was trying to lose weight. Got a little confused.

"Eat." Song Bai wiped the knife and put it away, touching Yang Fan's red and swollen lips with his fingers, "I'll cut it for you."

Yang Fan looked at him and then opened his mouth to eat slowly. There was a rare silence between the two without communication.

As if he really couldn't bear the ferocity of the man the night before, Yang Fan even went home with his arms around him, with a scarf around his neck to cover those imaginative ambiguous hickeys, and went home and lay on the sofa and pretended to be dead: " Why don't you talk anymore."

Song Bai squatted down in front of the sofa, stroked the broken hair on Yang Fan's forehead and couldn't help it, he lowered his head and kissed him: "I'm wondering if I should go to class and learn how to make delicious food without making you fat. It’s hard not to go hungry.”

Yang Fan squinted his eyes halfway, his eyes gradually blurred, turned over in Song Bai's arms, and said slowly, "The older you get, the softer your heart becomes, just like a baby who just fell in love."

"I'll stay at home with you these two days if I have nothing to do, okay?"

Yang Fan immediately turned his face around and leaned forward to take a sip, and said in a friendly old voice: "You are welcome."

The body is uncomfortable and too lazy to move, Yang Fan is either lying on the sofa or sleeping on the bed, Song Bai is very good anyway, but Song Bai doesn't even complain about being annoying. After buying a few diet books, he sits and studies how to mix nutrition well. Yang Fan took a peek when he felt he could walk after sleeping for two days, and found that Song Baizhen had signed up for a nutritionist course, but when he came back in the afternoon, he sat at the computer desk typing silently with a sullen face.

Yang Fan took a few peeks at him while he was making dinner. The formulaic opening and old man's words clearly pointed out the teacher's inadequacies in teaching and mistakes in knowledge, so he just took a few glances and hurried out.

Song Baizheng was acting stupid with the dry clothes, and the one who was acting stupid was the backless sweater.

Yang Fan hurriedly walked over to hug the sweater: "What are you doing?"

"How to deal with this."

Yang Fan showed an unreasonable expression on his face, and said: "What to do with it, of course it should be put away properly."

Song Bai hesitated and said, "This..."

Yang Fan suddenly looked at the man with resentful eyes: "So you don't even want to commemorate it." Then he was so sad that his nose ran, "This is so ugly."

It's not ugly, it's just that it's never been beautiful.

"Fanfan, I didn't say to throw it away." Song Bai was stunned and hugged him in his arms, Yang Fan buried half of his face in the sweater and looked at him, suddenly he was startled and inexplicably thought of his waist and...cough cough , he looked away and pretended to be calm, "Put it in the closet, but I don't think I can wear it in the future."

"I mean……"

Yang Fan's eyelids twitched and he touched the torn hole and said, "Why can't I wear it, can I just show you it every night?" Seeing that Song Bai's face changed and he wanted to refuse, he immediately said, "Or Say you don't think I look good in it."

Song Bai's expression became a little hesitant, and Fanfan seemed to be getting more and more mischievous.

"Okay...it looks good, you look good in it."

Received the other party's approval, Yang Fan hummed a song, supported his old waist and moved step by step into the closet, shook his hips cheerfully, folded it, patted it like a baby, and closed the closet door.

Song Bai watched through the crack of the door as he covered his mouth and walked away, but the blush on his ears seemed abnormal.

Yang Fan didn't know the entangled inner world of his man, propped his hands back on the bed, crossed his legs, looked at himself in the mirror and gave a thumbs up: Good job, you have grasped the essence of husband and wife life, great!

Although there were little pink bubbles in his heart, Yang Fan was not so happy to forget about his work. He opened WeChat and found that Du Nan had sent him a lot of messages, most of which were asking for advice on acting: "I can't tell, the kid is so eager to learn." Curious After looking through the circle of friends, I found that his spare time life is actually very regular, except for the company's training, which is to practice piano.

The photo looked like it was taken by someone else in a restaurant. Du Nan was wearing a small suit with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were closed in a state of fascination.

Could it be that Du Jiangkang and Chen Yu are really willing to let their son suffer outside?

I wanted to see if there was a photo of that mysterious 'object', but I didn't see it at the end. The only one was a photo of a meal, and there were two hands on the opposite side. The little finger with the tail ring on it, I knew it was a pair of men's hands.

This is Du Nan's only post for 15 years. I think it must have been deleted, so there must be something wrong with this post.

"I'll be back in two days. Is the male lead coming back? I don't watch the news at home."

Du Nan might be busy, so he was slow to return.

"That's what happened in the past two days. The director is very angry."

If you don't get angry, you will be a ghost. Just such a second-rate little actor dragging the progress of the whole TV series. Who is he? Yang Fan threw away his phone and went out to grab the kitchen door, and changed into a more attractive posture but... what the hell My back hurts, my legs hurt, my back hurts, I think I should go up and wrap my arms around Song Bai from behind, and say, "I'll be leaving in two days, the bus ticket is ready." Looking at the man's red ears, I know that this man must still be thinking about impurity "Song Mubai?"

Song Bai held the spoon in one hand and held Yang Fan's hand in the other: "When will you come back next time?"

"I'll come back to accompany you when I'm free." The last word "accompany you" is full of deep meaning. Song Bai still hasn't recovered from his memory, and he almost smashed the spoon on his feet when he was so seduced. superior.

"Keeping in shape doesn't have to depend on dieting, Fanfan, you are different from girls, so don't be too cruel to yourself."

Hearing these few words every day makes calluses grow, but he doesn't feel it is long-winded. Yang Fan nodded and ran from under the man's shoulders to hold him in his arms. Song Bai had no choice but to temporarily turn off the fire and hug him, pondering for two seconds. With a serious face, he said: "When you come back, I have almost learned it."

Two days passed in a flash, in fact, according to Yang Fan's careful thinking, there should be a farewell cannon.

But Song Bai was too disciplined, and he endured his eyes glowing and panting for breath, so he called him, "Your body is not well yet."

He bah!

In short, Yang Fan was very unhappy when he left. When he arrived at the hotel, Du Nan picked him up. He felt very embarrassed. He was older than Du Nan, but he accepted his favor every time. Just as he was about to thank Yang Fan, he realized that the other party’s emotions were not as high as before. , with melancholy between his brows, it can be seen at a glance that he is unhappy.

Du Nan has always been like a blank sheet of paper, according to Yang Fan's words: it's a real loss to be an actor, this kind of person is not suitable to hang out in the circle.

"Tell me what happened to you."

Du Nan lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, his hand that has been playing the piano all year round looked very attractive: "Brother Fan, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Yang Fan almost couldn't help laughing, this question is too childish, people can tell that this child is innocent, but now he has to act like an elder after being called "brother", he will laugh when he thinks Said: "Probably because you want to kiss him as long as you get close to him, want him to touch you and kiss you, always want to be tired of being around him and can't help being petty, in short, you just don't want to leave him a step, just like he has a magic prison Hold you firmly, and you will be jealous when you see him talking and laughing with others, and you know in your heart that it is not true, but you still feel sour."

"So childish." Du Nan kicked the stones under his feet for a long time before holding back a sentence.

Yang Fan squinted at him, snorted coldly with a cigarette between his fingers, "Look at your current behavior, isn't it childish?"

Du Nan was frightened by what he said, so he quickly raised his head, a stubborn light flashed in his eyes, which surprised Yang Fan, and he said, "I know that men and women in love are all fools." He didn't touch his head and applauded, "It's good that you know."

I ate dinner in the restaurant where Du Nan played the piano. Although the comments on Du Nan on the Internet are not very good, there are still fans. How a person is can’t be judged just by some gossip. There are several people in the restaurant every day. Asking for an autograph, no matter who came to ask for it, Du Nan always smiled tenderly, and even gave candies to mothers with children. The restaurant manager was very satisfied with Du Nan, and the meal was free.

Yang Fan looked at the free steak and choked hard, pinched his thigh and groaned desperately to hold back his appetite, then dryly chewed the vegetable salad in his mouth and took a photo of Song Bai casually.

The message came back in seconds, Song Bai said: "Eat more, I will learn how to cook at home."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and opened the photo album to find the photos he took when he was wearing a backless sweater. He tapped the screen with his hand and sent them all. He could imagine Song Bai's expression when he pressed the black screen. How can it be described as a cool word? .

Song Bai was working overtime at the company for a meeting, and he was already careful and cautious when replying to Yang Fan's message, but after seeing the photo he sent, he immediately covered his phone and looked at everyone.

"Song Bai, what's wrong with you, your face is so red?"

Song Bai shook his head calmly, and said solemnly: "It's okay, I'm in a hurry to get angry." Putting the phone back into his pocket forbearance, he stood up stiffly and pointed to the big screen: "Let's continue..."

At this time, Du Nan finished playing the piano and came back to eat, Yang Fan put away his teasing thoughts and asked unintentionally, "I didn't see your assistant on the set."

Du Nan cut the steak, then laughed at himself: "I have brought a lot of bad influence to the company and the team, and I started to lose money before I made any money. How could they value me?"

So miserable, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and continued to eat lettuce, and said, "Do you like singing?"

"I like it. The song I composed in school was selected by the queen."

"Who is it?" Yang Fan asked.

"It's cold."

It turned out to be that one, Yang Fan chewed off the vegetables and swallowed with difficulty, shaking the fork in the air gently in his hand, humming the tune that has been echoing in the back of his mind with his eyes closed, he can't be too proficient, about two After more than ten seconds, he stopped and asked, "How's the tone?"

Du Nan's eyes immediately revealed the surprise of meeting a bosom friend: "You can compose music!"

Yang Fan laughed dryly: "No, no, I don't know how, I don't understand this, can you see if you can write it?"

"Yes, the tune is quite stable." After Du Nan finished speaking, he turned his head and pointed his fingers nimbly on the table. When there was no one at the piano, he immediately ran over to play the first note excitedly. The falling of the second note started, and the rhythm of Du Nan's playing picked up.

This is roughly the feeling. Yang Fan looked at the man in front of the piano full of confidence and lost his fear in front of the camera. Du Nan was a king in front of the piano. Although he only hummed for a while, Du Nan could play a song in a short time. Probably that is pretty awesome too.

Du Nan wanted to stay in front of the piano, but this crazy idea was immediately turned back to reality by Yang Fan: "Let's go, as an actor, you have to pay attention to dark circles."

Du Nan seemed to be hesitating, and whispered beside Yang Fan, "Can I pop it out, I won't sell it."

"Of course, but you record it and give me a copy. I want it to be the phone ringtone."

The two hit it off under the streetlight, and both showed tacit smiles.

After staying in the hotel for a few days, I was finally able to continue filming. Before the male lead was not there, the director had already finished filming the other scenes. Now I am waiting for the male lead to make up shots. For Yang Fan, the workload is much easier. Seeing Zhao Yihao being scolded by the director, he felt a little happy.

"Is he being resented by the director?" Xiao Zhou asked gossip.

Yang Fan covered his face with the script and said, "Stop talking, misfortune comes out of your mouth."

Xiao Zhou immediately covered his mouth: "I received an invitation letter."

"Huh?" Yang Fan raised his head to signal her to continue.

It turned out to be a charity gala, Jia Jing would attend, and the reason why Yang Fan was invited was entirely for the sake of Jia Jing and Su Yide. Thinking about it, the filming of the commercial is not far away, this charity event The party seemed to be hosted by a movie star, Yang Fan read the news on the Internet and let out a long oh, it was Yang Jiarong.

Speaking of this person, he has to call him big brother.

Yang Jiarong made his debut as a child star. At the age of 17, he won the Golden Dragon Award for Best Actor and became the youngest actor in history. His debut was not smooth and he also encountered a few years of troughs, but Yang Jiarong can bear it. After he endured it, it really passed. TV series and movies The first brother is 32 this year, and he is the most attractive appearance of a man. When he was young, Yang Jiarong had the title of Buttercup, but after years of hard work, he has become more and more masculine.

Yang Fan rubbed his chin to look at the photo, he was so handsome, but it was a pity that there was no Song Baishuai.

He sighed and turned off his phone: "It's very troublesome to go to this kind of party at your own expense."

"Jia Jing came to ask if she needed clothes."

"No, I can handle it myself." He completely rejected it, and taking advantage of it once is enough.

Xiao Zhou opened his mouth to say something, finally looked around and whispered, "Du Nan is also invited."

Something flashed in Yang Fan's mind but he didn't catch it. He said indifferently: "It's nothing unusual, and there is no rule that big names and celebrities must go to this kind of party."

"Yes, but he seems to be almost hidden by the snow."

Yang Fan said coldly, "How do you know?"

"It's spreading on the Internet." Xiao Zhou wanted to defend himself.

"Xiao Zhou, take care of our own affairs and don't be too curious."

For this party, Yang Fan specially bought a suit. His narrow shoulders couldn’t support a formal suit and he had to rush to order it. He valued a suit with deep dark patterns, but it was too serious. He couldn’t wear it. The waiter tried his best to introduce: "This is the new style of the master this year, which is very suitable for people like you to wear."

Yang Fan smiled: "This one is also custom-made, right?"

"Yes, accepting the reservation means that the construction period will take two months."

Yang Fan pointed at it: "Two sets, I'll write to you if the size is different."

Plus another gray one, that's three sets. The shopping guide quickly got him a membership card. The cashier had been peeping at him for a long time and even got a VIP card on his own. Yang Fan turned the card in his hand and said thank you.

The gray suit was not as expensive as Shen Yan's. Naturally, the construction period was short. Yang Fan got it a week before the party started, and he got what he paid for and the quality passed the test.

It was necessary to walk the red carpet that night. Xiao Zhou had never seen such a scene before. He blushed excitedly and pointed at the big guy and shouted his idol. Yang Fan saw that he was just a little fresh meat who had recently become popular. What is his name Wei?

He thought that Du Nan hadn't seen him yet, so he asked, "Have you seen Du Nan?"

"Du Nan, that's so strange. I saw Yang Jiarong looking for him."

"..." He couldn't understand Du Nan a little bit.

Before he could recover, Yang Jiarong walked onto the red carpet following the registration of the hostess. Originally, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to who was walking outside at all in the shed. Had to pick out his ears, looked up to see the live broadcast on TV, wasn’t it Yang Jiarong, even if he had seen all the handsome guys, everyone would have to boast when they saw Yang Jiarong: He really has a temperament.

Temperament is a very mysterious thing that others can't learn. Yang Jiarong has the stability and elegance honed over the years, and the elegance of his gestures is enough for fans to cheer for him.

Yang Fan looked up for a long time before he noticed Du Nan beside him. Du Nan who was standing with the big coffee was too low, because it was unbelievable that he was so nervous when he walked for the first time and even lowered his head. Walking slowly with a smile, he turned around frequently and took Du Nan with him, and saw that Du Nan's cheeks were flushed and even his ears were red. It's hard to say that Yang Jiarong finally solved the siege.

Yang Fan couldn't help but help his forehead, this apprentice is really not very good.

Looking at him himself, he was not so lucky. Jia Jing walked with a certain director. He had no one he knew and could only walk alone and he was at the end. carpet.

Yang Fan smiled politely and made familiar gestures in his memory. He put his left hand shallowly in his pocket, and swung his right hand casually towards the crowd. Fortunately, some reporters knew him, and he got some shots at the end.

Just hope the editor doesn't cut him.

He really has no acquaintances, even if he remembers who is so and so, it is difficult to come forward to say hello now. He took the champagne from the waiter and hurried to find Du Nan. Compared with wearing a mask and talking to each other amidst a bunch of expensive perfume smells, he is more Willing to communicate with Du Nan even if the other party's topic is sometimes childish.

Being tall, Yang Fan found Du Nan's back in the crowd not long after, but Du Nan seemed to be being dragged inside, and Yang Fan kept saying sorry to people and slowly walked past.

As he walked deeper and deeper, it became more and more silent. He couldn't help but sink and hold his breath.

"Xiao Nan, what happened to the last time I asked you?"

"Yu Wei, my father and I have quarreled and still haven't reconciled..."

"You are their only son, and the casting of actors is not a matter of yours."

"Yu Wei, don't rush me, okay?"