Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan didn't dare to touch his face, he was afraid that if he touched it, he would hit his face if he found it was hot.

Song Bai stepped forward to kiss him habitually, but was avoided. He looked into Kong Luoluo's embrace: "Fanfan?"

Yang Fan's expression was complicated and he was about to be dizzy by the sound of 'Fanfan'. Don't look at the handsome man standing in front of him, he should have guessed that Song Bai was kneeling, "I accept the things." He bowed his head Wanting to leave, he whispered the room number when passing by the man.

Song Bo immediately understood what he meant, and then left the hotel in front of the people around him.

Xiao Zhou stayed still behind the elevator, looking at the back of Yang Fan's head and screaming, "Oh my god."

"Why don't you call the ground?" A few minutes was enough for him to calm down. Yang Fan turned his back to the assistant and hummed. He could hear that he was in a good mood. No friend's red bow but he can still get by.

"Brother Fan, you are really amazing." Xiao Zhou actually received gifts from others, but they were all little girls and they left outside the studio after giving them away. The fans were so shy that they didn't even dare to raise their heads. The tall and handsome man waited infatuatedly at the entrance of the studio, and even ran to the hotel specially!Whose brain/residual fan is so handsome and such a man, this one can't be out of a hundred, okay?

The little girl wanted to post on Weibo when she was excited. This kind of thing is the most suitable for publicizing on Weibo, male fans!

In the end, they didn't need to take the initiative to promote it, and Weibo had already exploded.

Liu Qiyu made a big joke, and everyone around him was broadcasting the live broadcast, and there were about 500 million people watching it online. Not long after the staff member told the truth, this topic was pushed to the hot list, and many media quickly wrote announcements Comparing the two together, from the previous quarrel on the set to everyone's evaluation of them, they are not bad. Some people even picked up a photo of the mysterious male fan, but it was not very clear in the dark. .

A lot of people @杨凡 came out and asked if it was true. Amidst the many shocks, a few people said something different. It is guessed that this matter was deliberately hyped by Yang Fan on Liu Qiyu, the hype in the Y music circle There are so many events, what if this time is also hype?

Yang Fan flipped through his phone, with a lollipop in his mouth.

"Brother Fan, I want to eat too."

Yang Fan immediately hugged the glass jar tightly, puffed up his cheeks and said, "No." After finishing speaking, he entered the room and closed the door in one go.He put the glass jar on the bed and took a photo from an angle, but when he wanted to send it, he felt that it was not enough, so he simply took another photo while holding it.

[Thanks to this anonymous fan, strawberry-flavored lollipops. 】Add a careful heart.

After clicking send, Yang Fan took off his clothes and prepared to go to wash in vain.

Song Bai walked around outside to no avail. He picked out a shop that looked clean and wanted to pack some noodles. The boss saw such a dark-faced man coming in, and with his stiff suit, he thought it was When the big business came, I didn't know that they ordered a 6 yuan green vegetable noodles, the cheapest kind.

"Our beef noodles are also delicious, do you want to try it?" The boss rubbed his hands and wanted to say all the names of the dishes.

Song Bai thought for a while, and said: "Add a fried egg to the green vegetable noodles, don't put green onions, I want to pack."

When the boss heard this, his face was full of displeasure, but the big and small orders were all business. He said, "Oh, okay, it will be ready soon."

So Song Bai sat near the door, put his hands on his knees and waited quietly. After 5 minutes, a bowl of packaged green vegetable noodles appeared in front of him. After paying the money, he picked up the two boxes of candy at his feet and walked to the hotel. go.It's just that he ran into a star in the elevator. His face remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to press the 5th floor.

Fang Shuowen didn't pay attention to this man at first while wearing a mask, but the other party stood too straight, and he himself was not short. As a result, the man's height approached 190 visually, like a mountain standing in front of them, and immediately felt a sense of oppression. He felt a little Unaccustomed to this condescending feeling, he moved a little to the side.

"Hey, it's awesome. The relationship between these two people is completely settled. Looking at the gossip on the Internet, Ms. Liu must be very tired."

Fang Shuowen squinted to indicate that he was talking too much: "Anyway, he will have the last scene tomorrow, what can the two rookies do?"

Song Bai frowned.

The female resident on the left laughed loudly into the phone voice: "You are talking about that sissy and Liu Qiyu on the Internet, I guess they are just trying to earn the attention of Yuji."

Ding—the 5th floor is here.

Song Bai turned around the next second after stepping out of the elevator door, looked at a certain actor and assistant who were tightly covered, and then looked at the person who spoke rudely just now, he frowned and said: "Yang Fan doesn't need to rely on women to tear him apart." Eye-catching."

"Who are you..." The little assistant immediately rolled his eyes, but after thinking about it, something was wrong. The 5th floor of the hotel was taken over by the crew, how could this man be on the 5th floor?

Looking at the candy box of a certain brand in his hand, he began to wonder if it was delivered by a courier, but when he saw the meticulous suit on the other party's body and the exposed famous watch... Which courier delivered the courier wearing a suit, he also felt for a while. Not allowed.

Fang Shuowen also felt that something was wrong, but his attitude was very calm, and he pretended to be fine and let his assistant go out with him.

The remaining woman was dumbfounded holding her mobile phone in the elevator, and it took a long time before she burst out: "Who is it!"

The assistant only felt that the man was cold, with a fierce face, and he didn't look like an ordinary person in his clothes. He couldn't help worrying and said, "Who is he... I just said a word, no, it won't cause trouble."

Fang Shuowen gave him a disgusted look: "Do more and talk less." The steady and orderly footsteps behind them followed them. Fang Shuowen resisted the desire to look back, and calmly bid farewell to his assistant at the turning. Only then did I take out the room card and open the door.

But to his surprise, the man stopped in front of Yang Fan's room!

Song Bai frowned, obviously still remembering what he heard in the elevator just now. When he walked to the door of 517, he put down the box. It was very bright. He looked aside to make sure no one was there, "Kukou—"

After knocking twice, the door opened a little.

Song Bai saw Yang Fan appearing in the crack of the door with his eyes squinted, his stiff face instantly turned gentle: "Open the door."

Yang Fan suppressed a smile: "Seeing that you are so fierce in dark gray, I won't open the door for you."

"Really?" Song Bai pursed his lips and smiled back. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at the noble temperament full of suits and leather shoes. Yang Fan was caught without paying attention, but the play still had to be performed, he said, "I won't open it."

The man was not in a hurry, he casually lowered his head and fiddled with the cuff of his shirt and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Yang Fan admitted that Song Bai was very attractive after wearing a suit. This kind of casual little movement could not be maintained for a long time and could only stay in a short movement. However, Yang Fan watched him maintain a relaxed posture, obviously full of force but full of style. Unconventional, he opened the door halfway again and shouted: "You really are going." He poked his head out to see that there was no one around, and his room was at the end, so Yang Fan hurriedly grabbed Song Bai's hand with disappointment He said, "Come in."

"Why are you so good at playing?" Song Bai said helplessly.

"Oh, you don't like it?" Yang Fan turned around and rushed forward, rubbing his hands around Song Bai's neck, humming in his mouth, making people feel soft-hearted.

Song Bai hurriedly supported the 'koala' on his body, and secretly pinched Yang Fan's buttocks, taking advantage of the opportunity.

After entering the room, Yang Fan still didn't let go, Song Bai said, "I still have something at the door."

"No, hug me again." Yang Fan felt that he might be confused after taking a shower, and he didn't understand how he said it. In short, he couldn't take it back after saying it, so he raised his head and kissed Song Bai. Chin, "I sent you a message before, but you didn't reply."

It was the first time for Song Bai to see him so clingy, and he was more surprised than happy: "How could it be, I have replied to you."

"Liar!"

"If you don't believe me, look at your phone."

As a result, Yang Fan really went to check his phone.

Taking advantage of the time when he let go, Song Bai hurriedly brought in the two boxes of lollipops and takeaways from the door, and locked the door by the way.

Fang Shuowen's room is the opposite door to Song Bai's. The door is so small that no one notices it. He originally turned around and closed the door for a casual glance, but now it turned into a sneaky observation. He saw Yang Fan's blushing cheeks and hugged him actively. The man who was as cold as ice just now saw Yang Fan clinging to the man...acting like a baby?

It should be disgusting for a man to act like a baby, but for Yang Fan, Fang Shuowen felt sorry for what he saw accidentally. He looked at the closed door of room 517, and slowly closed the door firmly.

In the past few days, my friends have complained that Yang Fan is gay, but his acting skills are so good. Fang Shuowen doesn't understand how the two actors who have never cooperated before have turned against each other. Now when he picks up the phone and sees the information, he has lost his original calmness.

He thought for a while and comforted him, "Yu Wei, it's the backstage."

……

Before closing the door, Song Bai's eyes stayed on the diagonally opposite door for a second, and his frown gradually relaxed when he saw Yang Fan on the bed.

It can be seen that Yang Fan has just taken a shower, his face is still pink from the steam, and the white pajamas are loose and loose, making him look even thinner.

It would look even better if paired with wet hair, but it's a pity that Yang Fan is bald now.

Yang Fan looked at him sideways, raised his mobile phone and said angrily, "You liked and commented on my Moments within an hour. This is cheating. You don't love me at all."

"Don't I love you enough?" Song Bai sighed softly with a troubled expression on his face. Yang Fan felt like a three-year-old kid when he started arguing, which made him feel at a loss. He unbuttoned his suit and was about to take it off.

Yang Fan stayed on the bed completely unaware that his current expression was similar to that of a little fan girl, wearing a furry hat on his head to keep warm, and he didn't look like he was inquiring about crimes at all. The slight movement of his lips turned himself into a fool in love: "It turns out that you have loved me enough, enough!" He deliberately emphasized the last three words.

Song Bai took off his suit, and before he had time to unbutton his vest, he sighed and explained, "I was a bit busy before, but I didn't miss any information from you." He bowed his head and kissed the job, and he opened the takeaway box, "I'll have dinner Have not eat yet."

"Green cabbage noodles, you are so reluctant to make a good meal for yourself!" Yang Fan punched the man in the back, and said in a bad mood.

Hearing this, Song Bai held that hand, and said, "The prices here are too expensive, I'll go out with you tomorrow to eat."

"You are so picky about yourself." Yang Fan turned around feeling embarrassed. As a red descendant who kept the party and the motherland in mind, and the eight honors and eight shames in mind, he began to reflect on whether he was not qualified.

"The dishes outside are not as good as yours. I'd rather eat noodles." Song Bai turned around and pinched Yang Fan's nose with a smile, and said in a low voice, "If you feel bad, go back and make delicious food for me."

Yang Fan pursed his lips and tried his best to suppress the phrase "Okay". If he wanted to be reserved, he couldn't follow Song Bai's routine.

"Where do you want to go tomorrow, let's go together."

Yang Fan flicked his belt with a displeased expression on his face: "What's so interesting about two men." They don't need to buy fancy dresses or all kinds of cosmetics, let alone luxury bags, probably pressing the road is the most suitable for them.

"Why is there no fun, we haven't dated for a long time."

Speaking of the date, Yang Fan had no intention of messing around, and put his head on Song Bai's back and put his arms around his waist in a dull mood: "You came here today without any precautions, I was blindfolded when I saw you .”

"I haven't seen you for 53 days. As long as I think about these 53 days, I will be fooled."

Yang Fan glanced at Song Bai and said, "You're such a waste of money, you can't finish eating so many lollipops."

"I didn't think about it that much." Song Bai said with a smile as he ate the still steaming green vegetable noodles, "I don't see what you like, we'll buy whatever you like. If you don't want it, I can return it to me."

"I won't return it, why are you like this, you have to return the things you gave away."

Song Bo, who was originally stern, suddenly laughed and said, "I lied to you."

Yang Fan rested his head on Song Bai's shoulder, blushing unscrupulously because he couldn't see, stretched his neck to look forward, and asked, "Are the noodles delicious?"

Song Bai was stunned for a moment, then he forked his chopsticks: "Would you like to have a bite?"

Yang Fan ate it and thought it tasted good, but he thought it was so delicious because Song Bai fed it himself.Song Bai didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he fed him an egg. Yang Fan was embarrassed to refuse to eat it dully, and continued to look at Song Bai with a little hypocrisy after eating.

"Is there something on my face?" Song Bai felt uncomfortable when Yang Fan stared at him.

Yang Fan propped his chin and shook his head with a smile. He laughed like a mental retardation in his heart but kept calm on the surface: "Look at you becoming handsome without my help. The suit you are wearing today is really handsome."

This one is not narcissistic anymore, Song Bai wiped his mouth dry and hugged Yang Fan, and said with a smile: "My Fanfan is not as handsome." He remembered that Yang Fan said that he was the most handsome every day at home.

Yang Fan's body was a little weak, and he moaned and chirped twice to command him: "I want to eat strawberries, you wash them for me."

"You wait." Song Bai disposed of the garbage without any annoyance.

This wait was half an hour. Yang Fan lay on the bed thinking about filming the night scene tomorrow, so he can sleep in if he has nothing to do during the day. As for Song Bai's talking about going shopping...forget it, it's better to mix oil in the room!

Thinking of such and such scenes in his mind, Yang Fan made himself blush, and probably realized that he was too perverted, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to try to divert his attention, and saw Liu Qiyu's fans in front of him while swiping. What is said on Weibo below is to hype Pengci and consume her goddess.

His hands trembled and he almost snapped back.

When Song Bai came out holding a plate of strawberries, what he saw was Yang Fan lying on the bed in a rage, staring at the screen viciously and manipulating his phone. When he got closer, he saw that it was a netizen. He suddenly said, "It's not good for you to come out in person. .”

"Why is it not so good? He even said that I was hyping you up, and that I bought the lollipops you bought myself!" Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled Song Bai's arm and urged, "You take a picture of me!" Zhang holding a picture of a gift, I want to send a microblog to slap them in the face, Liu Qiyu is not as good-looking as me."

Song Bai had no choice but to take a picture of him, but it was a pity that Yang Fan disliked the old man's perspective.

To be honest, Yang Fan didn't expect him to be able to take a picture of himself that cracked the sky, but the light was dimmed. He turned his phone and looked left and right to comfort himself, then clicked send, saying it was a gift to thank all fans.Resting his head on Song Bai's lap, he opened his mouth to feed strawberries.

Song Bai held him very carefully, slowly wiped the corner of Yang Fan's lips with his thumb, and said with a smile in his eyes: "You look so good-looking even when you are angry."

"You didn't know until the first day." Yang Fan sat up from his arms and stuffed strawberries into his mouth by himself. This flattery was very good. What is the shame? He has lost it a long time ago.

Song Bai took Yang Fan's arm and let him sit in his arms, and pressed his foreheads against each other. He laughed and said, "Your confidence really impresses me."

Yang Fan leaned into his arms, squinted his eyes and began to groan, and said, "I'm so proud, I don't have any big skills but I have a thick skin."

Song Bai looked at him meaningfully and did not reply. He put his arm around him and looked at the mailbox with the other hand. Yang Fan peeked at him and found that his English was making his head hurt. At the level of translation, if you can’t see it, you can translate it accurately. In short, it’s a headache to watch.

Song Bai said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first."

"I'm not sleepy now." Yang Fan lay on Song Bai's chest and listened to the sound of his heartbeat, enjoying the quiet moment that belonged to the two of them. Under the double attack of lollipops and strawberries, he couldn't speak. There was only one word: exciting .

He stopped his vexatious behavior and now stayed quietly, Song Bai's helpless face finally turned into a thousand tolerance: "Don't eat too much, be careful of tooth decay."

"You still have the nerve to say?" The implication is that if you have the ability to look at the more than 400 lollipops on the wall, but you can touch the body with well-proportioned muscles, Yang Fan carelessly groped down, and there is no shortage of eight-pack abs And it became firmer to the touch. He raised his head and met Song Bai's serious eyes, somehow feeling like he was spoiling a good student, and muttered silently: "I'm hungry."

It has been ruined so many times, and it should be quite a few times this time.

Song Bai stretched out his hand to touch Yang Fan's belly, thinking a little: "It's good to eat a lot." It seems that there is no need to worry about weight.

With a slap, Yang Fan knocked off that hand, straddled Song Bai's lap, quickly untied the belt of his bathrobe, and hooked his neck: "Why don't you feed me strawberries?"

With a calm expression, Song Bai put his arms around Yang Fan's waist and fed a strawberry.

"The strawberries you feed are too small."

The man didn't understand, thinking it was just his own illusion: "Do you think that's not enough for you?"

Seeing Song Bai's serious expression, Yang Fan kept rolling his eyes in his heart.The longer he got along with him, the more he felt that Song Bai could pretend to be a smart person, but he was stupid when he shouldn't be pretending to be stupid.

He couldn't hold back when he was quiet, he lowered his head and poked Song Bai's neck, faltering anxiously: "This."

Catching the second strawberry and biting Song Bai's hand, Yang Fan pretended to accidentally stick out his tongue and lick it.

Song Bai's eyes were full of obsession, and he couldn't help sighing because he was so happy in front of him, and he was a little annoyed when he saw Yang Fan's coquettish expression.

"I did not mean it."

"Fanfan, did you do it on purpose, huh?" The man leaned close to Yang Fan's earlobe and opened his mouth to suck it. Feeling the slight trembling of the body in his arms, he smiled in a low voice, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

The first reaction when someone exposes him for doing something bad is to justify, so Yang Fan blushed and tried to argue: "No! Ugh!" The inertia of his body made him grab the man's neck tightly to prevent him from falling down.

Song Bai unceremoniously kissed the mouth that still wanted to continue to defend, and bit it hard.

There was a faint smell of strawberries between the lips and teeth, and Yang Fan's face also showed embarrassment and embarrassment. The strawberries that hadn't been eaten were snatched by the man abruptly. When they separated, the surrounding air seemed to rise several degrees Celsius. , he subconsciously bit his lip, it was wet, and he saw himself flushed in the man's eyes.

"It feels very sweet." Song Bai licked Yang Fan's lips, his movements were slow and gentle.

"For 53 days, I felt empty at home, and even my heart seemed to be empty, so I went to sleep at the company. I wanted to ask you when you would come back, but I didn't dare."

"Why not?"

Song Bai muffled a smile: "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me." He tried his best to go back to the time when he was calm before, but he couldn't. Looking back, it seemed that yesterday was the first time Yang Fan fled into his arms. He's not used to it, he can't accept the sudden intimacy after years of being alone, simply put, he doesn't want to have too much physical contact with others.

"I remember you once asked me if I was born gay. Someone confessed to me but I didn't respond. I can't tell what it feels like. I probably didn't take it seriously, but everything has changed when you come to me." Song Bai gently stroked Yang Fan's back, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed because of the hard work, he wanted to crush him to the bone but he couldn't bear it.

"Thank you for accepting me who doesn't understand style and is dull."

Yang Fan lowered his head, unknowingly tears flowed down his face, he never allowed himself to cry because it would make him look like a pussy.

It doesn't matter whether it's the tears of joy that expresses feelings, or the secret sadness after touching the heartstrings.

Yang Fan's shoulders trembled, and he was holding back.He raised his hand and wiped his eyes and said, "I want to thank you." What would his life be like without Song Bai, there is no one who treats him sincerely and loves him.

It's so lonely living alone in this world.

Faced with Yang Fan's sudden burst of tears, Song Bai was at a loss what to do, kissed him and said in a dumb voice, "It's not that strawberries are delicious, why did you suddenly start crying? Are you possessed by the protagonist of a tragic drama?"

Yang Fan pursed his lips and hummed in a low voice, but he didn't refute. He hooked Song Bai's fingers and played for a while without knowing what to say. He could never pretend to be himself in front of Song Bai. in front of.

The kiss gradually turned from warmth to enthusiasm, Yang Fan wrapped his arms around Song Bai's neck, fluttering his eyelashes like small brushes, and his head froze immediately.

That's not how the script was played. As an old driver, how could he be easily defeated by a kiss!Xiao Fanfan stand up!

But Yang Fan didn't have a chance to stand up, Song Bai directly lifted his bathrobe.

Yang Fan was hugged under the quilt as soon as he saw a flower in front of his eyes, and his first reaction was to think of a poem: Let the storm come more violently!

He didn't know if it was violent or not, but he was afraid that the hotel would ask him to pay for a bed tomorrow morning.

In the dimly lit environment, Yang Fan was even more courageous. He put his hand out of the quilt and squeezed it tightly. After a few seconds, he felt that someone was holding him. Then he slowly opened his fingers and interlocked them. It's a pity that I don't have much strength.

The subsequent memories were fragmented and unclear. He sat in the bathtub for a while, feeling a little shy looking at the light above his head, feeling weak and could only lie down and wait for Song Bai, but he fell asleep after waiting.

Then Yang Fan had a dream, dreaming that he had turned into a big strawberry. He didn't believe it at first, but the smell seemed to be strawberry.

After exercising for most of the night, Song Bai, who came here specially, was a little overwhelmed. The next day, the biological clock did not respond, and it was rare to sleep until more than 9 o'clock.After waking up, he didn't get up immediately, but grabbed Yang Fan and kissed his bare shoulders, which still had a faint strawberry smell, which was sweet.

Yang Fan, who was still struggling to find out if he was a strawberry in his sleep, frowned, then opened his eyes with some reluctance and whimpered, "It's hard."

Hearing the soft sound of getting up, Song Bai almost lost control of himself, he kissed the back of his lover's neck helplessly, and said in a deep and deep voice, "I'll rub it for you."

"Hmm..." Can't even touch, Yang Fan gradually regained his senses in this sensitive energy, clasped the man's arm and shook his head, muttering without any arrogance from last night, "Sleep."

Song Bai also knew that they were too messed up last night, so he hugged him tightly and started to catch up on sleep.

Whether a man is in good health can also be fully reflected in the state after the event. For example, Song Bai only slept for an extra hour or two, and he was still stress-free when he woke up and did Tai Chi.But Yang Fan could only lie on the bed and pretend to be dead.

Yang Fan sighed in his heart, God gave him a good skin but not a good body, he was angry.

Luckily, the lighting engineer was skilled, and there was nothing wrong with the camera, but Director Zhang wondered at the camera: "How does Yang Fan feel that his temperament has changed today."

Fang Shuowen was also watching when he said this. The thirteenth elder brother in the camera was reused by the fourth elder brother who had already ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. The strength is only eight points now, and the remaining two points seem to be exhausted.

Fang Shuowen couldn't help thinking about the scene he saw last night. Yang Fan, who was serious about acting in front of him, seemed to be the same person as the Yang Fan who was pampering a man and acting like a baby last night. The difference was too great.

Everyone in the crew had a good impression of Yang Fan, except for Liu Qiyu, who took several days off after yesterday's incident, and Yang Fan secretly supported his waist and felt that he was boneless, so he could save a game if he couldn't see Liu Qiyu It was bloody, he really didn't want to get angry with a woman.

Everyone didn't mention what happened last night, but it didn't mean they weren't curious. They didn't ask because they didn't dare. Director Zhang dared, he looked at Yang Fan and waved: "You were very lively last night."

Yang Fan lowered his waist, last night was quite 'lively'.

"Director, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Director Zhang clicked his tongue and looked at Yang Fan with a 'you are not kind' expression: "All the reporters have come to interview me."

"Hey Fan, how does it feel to receive a gift from a girl's heart?" Yang Fan felt that everyone in the audience was staring at him, and he smiled dryly, "I also received perfume from fans. .”

"Hahaha, Yang Fan, you are more popular than the heroine." After two months of getting along, Director Zhang's affection for Yang Fan has increased a lot, and he did not speak cautiously at the beginning. He patted Yang Fan's shoulder, "See you in the next stage."

Normally, this slap would be fine, but now it’s a special period, Yang Fan was almost caught on the ground by the director, fortunately he helped Xiao Zhou to avoid it, he waved to everyone and said goodbye, then went to the hotel without looking back Hurry up, this time I won't be stingy and call directly.

Seeing Yang Fan's vigorous and resolute behavior, Xiao Zhou couldn't help but marvel: "Brother Fan is so different today."

Although his waist was better than when he just woke up in the morning, when he got back to the hotel, Yang Fan lay down on the bed again. He smelled the smell and found that the sheets had been changed. He turned to look at the man reading the newspaper on the sofa: "Did you change it?"

Song Bai turned a page of the newspaper and said calmly, "It's not me."

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” "It's too embarrassing, it's all seen."

"There are a lot of people who open the room, and people have long been used to it." Song Bai sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the upturned butt, then turned his eyes away and hugged him in his arms. As soon as Yang Fan left the pillow, he pulled down his hat to cover it He kept his face shut, and the corners of his mouth shrugged loudly.

"I forgot to tell you a word in the morning. It's the first time I feel so ashamed after living for so many years."

"It's okay, I was the one they saw." Song Bai rubbed the non-existent tears in the corners of Yang Fan's eyes, then rubbed his waist and whispered, "Lie down, I'll rub it for you."

Yang Fan felt that he was quite useless, so he rolled around and was about to leave the man's embrace. He put on an air and said, "It doesn't hurt, I feel pretty good."

Song Bai smiled: "I was still crying in the morning and asked me to give you a massage."

"I don't listen! Who told you yesterday..." Yang Fan couldn't say the last words, he turned his head and bit his lip silently, regretting secretly, why go hooking him up when he has nothing to do, knowing that he is going to be filming today and still going to hook him, isn't that courting death!

It's really self-inflicted.

Hearing this, Song Bai pulled Yang Fan back with a wave of his hand, pinched his earlobe and said calmly, "When will you change your duplicity?"

Yang Fan said angrily: "People don't pretend to bully young people, if they don't pretend to be tough, then what is the difference between me and Xianyu."

Song Bai had no choice but to face him face to face: "You are still like this in front of me? Besides, you didn't pester me for it last night?"

Yang Fan blushed and fell silent.

It's changed, it's fucking changed, I used to be a vulgar old hat who couldn't even say the word "like", but now I've turned into an elite old driver, just because of the vibration frequency of the bed yesterday, he gave it to me from the bottom of my heart. I wiped a handful of bitter tears myself, I must pretend that I am not Chinese.

"You must be taking health care products behind my back."

Song Bai thought about it seriously, sliding his hand along his lover's leg/root but with a serious face, he said in a deep voice, "Do you want to check?"

"You!" Yang Fan was going to be dumbfounded by Song Bai's obscenity, and bit his neck, "You are obscene, rascal!"

Song Bai leaned over and hugged Yang Fan tighter, biting lightly around his neck, which was more like sex to him, he hugged Yang Fan and sat on the sofa by the window and patted his back.

Gradually, Yang Fan's hostility also subsided in this comforting pat, and humming a few words like a cat meowing made people feel more soft-hearted.

At this time, the last rays of the setting sun shone into the room, which was different from the scorching sun that afternoon. Yang Fan squinted his eyes to see Song Bai's tender face, and he put his head on Song Bai's chest again, shaking his legs and said proudly, "Help me quickly." Rubbing my waist, I'm so sore."

The man who was thinking could not help raising the corners of his mouth, and raised Yang Fan's chin teasingly: "Didn't you mean to pretend?"

Yang Fan: "..." The old man has been purified by God.

Song Bai said in a deep voice: "People don't pretend to bully young people, Fanfan, do you still want to be a salted fish?"