Run away after flirting with the male god

Song Bai's laughter was deep and deep, and he appeared so suddenly in the empty and silent room.A tendon in Yang Fan's brain was broken and he dared not move, he sensed danger.

The breath gradually heated up, and Song Bai carried Yang Fan into the bedroom with his buttocks, making sure that there were only the two of them in the house this time.

Yang Fan was taken aback by the temperature under his body. How should I put it, it feels different every time and has a new experience every time. He is so excited!

But while excited, he was also very afraid, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of bed the next day and would become a cripple on the bed.

Song Bai threw the man onto the bed with very light force, but it made Yang Fan feel a little...inexplicable expectation.The man slowly took off his glasses, and this time he didn't put them on the bedside as usual, but threw them out, and they landed on the ground with a thud, as if they had knocked into Yang Fan's heart.

Yang Fan held his breath and looked at the man leaning against his face, unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, the slow motion staring at each other made him feel hot all over, the buttons burst open one after another, revealing the man's strong and powerful figure, Yang Fan propped himself on the bed stupidly He swallowed in a daze, looked down at his abs... oh no, he collapsed on the bed in disappointment: "I know how to show off your abs all day long, having abs is great."

"Fanfan." At the end of the solution, he was a little anxious and pulled out the shirt directly. The dark gray shirt was a little more sexy now. Song Bai took Yang Fan's hand and put it on his heart, bowed his head and kissed it, his lips pressed against it. Lick it every now and then.

Yang Fan's eyes were filled with water vapor, and he glanced at the red underwear on the two of them from the corner of his eye, and quickly looked away. His eyes are so fucking hot, and this person's taste can't be changed.

Feeling the man's rough breathing, that somewhat rough hand was gradually wandering around dishonestly.

"Mubai..." cried out pitifully, because Yang Fan really couldn't take it anymore, he used to play Song Mubai to death, but now it changed, he became Song Bai playing him to death.

This night Yang Fan felt endlessly confused, who am I, where am I?

It was like a grilled lobster being pinched and turned over by someone, sweating profusely all over his body, he bit his lip and endured it, but in the end he still raised the white flag to surrender as always.He fell into this feeling of being overwhelmed.Yang Fan felt that he might have a kind of disease, that is, indirect amnesia, otherwise why couldn't he remember the wonderful content of the night?

That kind of wonderful fusion made him couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, he turned sideways and put his fingers around Song Bai's chest, feeling powerless, he leaned forward and rolled his eyes.

As if the body was hollowed out.

Song Bai pulled him back into his arms and rubbed his neck, Yang Fan thought of those cat videos on the Internet, compared with the man next to him, he really looked like a cat.He turned around and hugged the tiger's waist, let the man kiss him and said, "For the sake of our sustainable development, can you stop being so tiger every time?"

"No." Song Bai opened his eyes, he liked to cling to Yang Fan afterwards.

Yang Fan has already comprehended the other party's clinging skills. If he knows that he can't break free from the cage, then enjoy it. He squeezed his flushed face and turned his back against Song Bai's chest, pressing hotly: "If Chen Yu finds out When I called him, hmm, my image is probably gone."

"Didn't you hang up the phone a long time ago?" Song Bai felt that the person in his arms was not close enough with his back to him, so he turned Yang Fan around and lay on his body to prevent him from running away.

This time Yang Fan changed from a human into an 'octopus' to grab Song Bai. He glanced up at the other party and lowered his head in frustration. Looking at the man's mature and handsome eyebrows, he couldn't help but scold him. How could this man grow longer? The more handsome you are, doesn't it mean that you won't grow up after 20?

"At first I never thought that one day you would be with me, let alone hold you so close."

"You ugly dog, shameless." Fu Fu tried to fan away the hot air, Yang Fan turned his head to make an angry expression but was powerless, and said in a hoarse voice, "Look at your university, you are still Well, I'll take you in, otherwise, if I really fall in love with that squad leader, I won't be picked up by her to complain about you."

"What is Tucaojun, a software or a website?"

Yang Fan immediately looked at the man with silly eyes: "A Weibo account contains all kinds of people complaining about various things, and some of them are very good." Speaking of his little rival in love, Yang Fan struggled Get up, and ask with hazy eyes, "Have you seen the group in our class yet?"

Hearing that his voice was very hoarse, Song Bai took the enamel cup beside the bed to feed him water: "Look at it occasionally, everyone is busy with work now and rarely speaks in it."

"Hmm..." Yang Fan took the water glass and drank more than half of it before letting out a breath of satisfaction. He continued, "I just want to ask our deputy squad leader."

"Well, she went abroad to study, and she heard that she had a rich second-generation boyfriend, but she kept urging him to get married, so she was dumped."

Yang Fan found that he couldn't remember what that person looked like, so he wiped his mouth roughly and lay down again, pretending to be dead: "It's so miserable."

Song Bai looked at him silently, leaned over and licked the wet water on his lips: "I want to eat something tonight, I'll make it for you."

Yang Fan's eyes fluttered, his lips were soft, and he said casually: "Let's order something lighter, I can't eat meaty dishes now."

Then Song Bai got up and opened the closet to look for clothes, frankly naked/then put the clothes back in a slow and orderly manner.Yang Fan huddled under the quilt and was forced to watch a muscle show, and he screamed hot eyes in his heart. If his legs were not tired and trembling now, he could also show his figure and make the fans nosebleed. Believe it or not.

The underwear he was wearing was still red. Song Bai found out a pair of slightly smaller size in the closet and helped Yang Fan put it on. The two thin white thighs were so alluring in front of his eyes. Look up The master hid in the quilt and couldn't come out.

"You can't change me to another color." A muffled voice came from the bed.

"Isn't it nice to be in a couple outfit?" Song Bai was kicked just as soon as he finished speaking, but fortunately, the force was not so heavy that it was like scratching an itch.

After serving people at night, Song Baicai went to the study to sort out business affairs. When it was almost 10 o'clock, he wondered if Yang Fan had gone to bed on time, so he went back to the bedroom and opened the door gently. The screen was on and obviously just fell asleep.

Song Bai leaned against the door and looked at him for a while, his hair grew longer so the ends of his hair looked like natural curls again, slightly curled and scattered on both sides of his cheeks, the long and dense eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under his eyes, are they trembling? Twice, his gaze swept over the young man's slightly parted lips, and the usual arrogance was all restrained now. Compared with the scene of nonsense during the day, the sleeping beauty under the warm yellow light was more breathtaking.

He remembered that Yang Fan had his hair tied up in college, and his hair was not long enough to tie a small knot. His eyes were cold as if he didn't like anyone. From the first time he saw the other person, he thought that this person was really good-looking. Some people are born with an artistic atmosphere that makes people unable to look away, and Yang Fan is such a person.

Song Bai didn't know much about the word "Yangou", he sat on the side of the bed lightly and lifted the broken hair on the young man's forehead, bowed his head and kissed it as if he couldn't kiss enough, he gradually moved down and then slowly pursed his lips, After a while he said to himself: "It seems that you are really exhausted."

At this time, Yang Fan gave a proper groan, turned around and rubbed the pillow next to him in his arms, showing half of his waist.

Song Bai originally wanted to supervise Yang Fan's sleep, but he didn't expect his willpower to become so weak in front of the other party. He carefully got into bed and hugged Yang Fan. He raised his hand and replied to the subordinate who was still sending him messages. : [It will be 10 o'clock soon. 】The story of the boss’s guard has been spread all over the company, especially the [mysterious 10 o’clock in the evening].

Song Bai turned off the phone and felt that Yang Fan moved, and he didn't dare to move for a while, but Yang Fan touched the pillow in his arms for comparison, bowed his head and muttered a few words before throwing the pillow away, closing his eyes and grinning Rubbing into his arms, rubbing against his chest stopped moving.

Song Bai opened his arms for a while, then smiled and hugged him even tighter.

Yang Fan's mobile phone news has been rising by hundreds. Song Bai didn't want to read it at first, but... well, he still wants to read it. At worst, he will apologize to Fanfan tomorrow.

But there was nothing to look at when I got it. Many people sent private messages to ask the idol's three meals a day and good morning and good night. Song Bai didn't click on it and just looked at it casually. Unfortunately, he saw some bad things when he looked casually.

[Yang Fan, I like you so much! 】

【I want to give birth to a hundred little monkeys for you! 】

Song Bai put his arms around the young man with a serious expression on his face, he clicked on the man's homepage and read the information, he was still a man, he felt uncomfortable especially when he saw someone confessing his love to his family.

Yang Fan slept soundly and felt warm, but in the end he dreamed that the sky was falling apart and he fell into the crack. It was not counted as falling in, but he found that the wall was pressing him so tightly that he was almost suffocated.

"Um……"

Song Bai was thinking about how to eliminate his rival in love, when Yang Fan suddenly writhed in his arms, it wasn't until Yang Fan whimpered that he was uncomfortable that he realized that he had inadvertently hugged him too tightly.So he quickly patted his back and coaxed softly: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Seeing Yang Fan falling into a deep sleep again, Song Bai's eyes flashed, he turned on the camera and took several pictures of the person in his arms.

When he woke up in the morning, Yang Fan rubbed his neck and waist and felt very sore. It wasn't just caused by the nonsense last night. He suspected that he was pressed by a ghost: "I didn't sleep well last night."

Song Bai calmly rubbed Yang Fan's waist and shoulders, and said, "Come and eat, today is not white porridge."

"You're so weird, you don't even laugh." Thinking that the Weibo of "Old State" hadn't been retweeted, he quickly found his phone and it showed 1% battery.

"What's the matter, I clearly remembered that there was half of the battery left last night." Yang Fan said to himself and moved to the bedroom to find a charger. He originally wanted to forward it before going to bed, but he was too tired. The other half was a small electric motor. , He felt comfortable and satisfied while rubbing his kidney silently.

Grandpa Song's roar echoed in his mind: "You young people, be restrained!"

Yang Fan subconsciously counted in the trash can, then smashed it, turned his mouth and blushed, he was really embarrassed to count.

The memory is incomplete, because when he opened Weibo, he felt that his phone was vibrating wildly. After the vibration for about half a minute, he thought the phone was broken, so he quickly switched to silent mode to see what happened. There is no gossip and gossip on Weibo, so why are there hundreds of thousands of @s.

First, he went to the official Weibo account of "Old State" and reposted Weibo. Yang Fan moved his finger on the popular Weibo by the way, but the movement was so extreme that he almost dropped his phone.

"Song Mubai, you touch my phone!"

As if nothing happened, the man pursed his lips to dry the porridge to warm up, and greeted the angry young man standing at the door: "If you don't eat it, the breakfast will be cold."

"..." Whose friend is this shameless bastard? Is it your friend?

"You, what kind of Weibo are you posting!" Yang Fan wanted to cover his eyes when he saw the man in the photo who was sleeping like his mother's little boy. This was the first time he saw himself sleeping soundly. mother.

Scrolling down the comments are all poisonous.

[Fanfan pouting while sleeping is so cute! 】

[Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh 】

It turns out that the painting style in the comment area is normal. Although he is a daily nympho but speaks reservedly, but now everything is abnormal. Yang Fan squatted on the ground holding his mobile phone and didn’t know what to look at. Usually, only Song Bai got nervous and called him cute. Yang Fan With one hand full of hair and red face, he should be more angry than being praised for his beauty.His eyes were fixed on the first ID of the hot comment: Anonymous Lei Feng.

Seeing that he was squatting on the ground without moving, Song Bai walked over and squatted too: "I took several pictures last night, and it took me a long time to choose this one after studying the color process on the Internet. Isn't it cute?"

"No wonder my phone's battery has dropped from 50% to 1%." Yang Fan was so angry that his nose began to heave, pointing to the extra hand in the photo and shouting, "What do you mean?"

Song Bai looked at the hand sticking out from under Yang Fan's neck in the photo, and said calmly, "You keep holding me, and I can't let go."

Yang Fan stared at Song Bai and didn't know whether what he said was true or not. If Song Bai didn't lie usually, but he suddenly took an intimate photo... He glanced at the screen again, and everyone could tell whether it was true or not. To pose for a photo is to have a second person taking the photo.

Some people have already raised questions in the comments and the momentum has become more and more fierce. Yang Fan gritted his teeth with hatred when he saw the man with an open and innocent face, and quickly deleted Weibo.

It didn't take long for Shen Hao to call, asking what happened to the Weibo before.

Yang Fan explained for a long time before letting Shen Hao hang up the phone at ease.

Song Bai was pinching Yang Fan's legs without looking sideways, and said regretfully from time to time, "Why did you delete such a beautiful picture?"

Yang Fan lifted his foot and was about to kick it, but the man held his foot in the next second, and the bottom of his foot felt very warm against the man's hand. When Song Bai put on socks for him, Yang Fan felt uncomfortable all over: "They will Call me a hype." Now on this anonymous network, everyone opens their mouths, and they don't need to be responsible for saying anything, and he doesn't want to suffer a second time after suffering a loss.

"You have already hinted that you are out of the singles, but now you are just showing your affection."

Yang Fan felt that Song Bai had been reborn overnight, and he was not such a high-profile person, so he put his foot against the man's chest to prevent him from approaching: "Do you have some conspiracy to suddenly be so courteous and want to spread dog food."

Song Bai propped himself up on both sides of Yang Fan's body, slightly raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to twig the rice grains at the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and then ate in slow motion while he was stunned.

Yang Fan's eyes froze, and when he came back to his senses, he was sitting on Song Bai's lap. He couldn't push it away, but he raised his eyebrows and glared: "I'm talking to you about business, I'm very angry."

"I'm angry too."

Yang Fan wished he could slap his head out: "What kind of anger are you?"

"Someone teased you on the Internet."

"Huh?" He couldn't understand these words.

So Song Bai turned on his mobile phone and clicked on the private messages of the unfollowed people. Thanks to him, Yang Fan knew that so many people confessed to him, but what the hell does this have to do with posting photos?

"Don't try to change the subject."

Song Bai patted his butt, and he could feel the smoothness there through the fabric. He held Yang Fan's small fist just enough to wrap it around. Said: "I don't allow anyone to flirt with you, you are mine and you can only flirt with me."

"I..." Yang Fan was speechless, and shouted in a complicated mood, "Who is flirting!"

Yang Fan's skeleton is not generous, and he always wears clothes that look like he is one size bigger. Now he blushed and raised his hands to fight. Song Bai accidentally saw the pair of delicate and beautiful collarbones wrapped in fair and delicate skin. It's even more amazing when you're angry.

"I don't like them confessing to you, I don't like them saying they love you and they want to give birth to a hundred little monkeys for you." Song Bai put on a straight face as if he was in an extremely upset mood, and pulled Yang Fan into his arms, "Why? If you want to give birth to a baby monkey, how could two people give birth to a monkey, they don't know that you are already famous and have an owner, and they still say those indecent things to you."

Yang Fan looked up at Song Bai dryly, seeing that he really didn't look like he was joking.

"Love is a sacred word. Once you say it, it is a promise, an oath. How can you say it casually, and say it to a person who has a partner. The key is that the person is a man. I don't allow such a thing to happen. .”

"Are you sure you're not playing with me?" Yang Fan stared at the man's eyes, trying to see something different, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything except a pitch-black pupil. He probably knew why Song Bai was listening to those words. I'm going to post a photo.

"It's a girl, everyone is joking, why should you take it seriously."

"It's a man." Then he clicked on the ID that he thought was the number one rival in love, Song Bai's face was grim.

Yang Fan reluctantly took a look, then clicked on the photo album to let him look at it in distaste: "See if it's a woman, out of 100 men, one or two will be cute."

Song Bai looked down at Yang Fan calmly.

"……what."

"Fanfan, I want to have a hundred babies with you."

Yang Fan honestly shivered in the man's arms, and was really frightened by his words, "You." The other's embrace was too tight, and Yang Fan suddenly thought of the nightmare he had last night, and his face darkened.

"It turns out that the ghost press is you."

"It's not me." Song Bai clenched his hand and interlocked his fingers one by one, as close as they were when they didn't go to bed late, he kissed Yang Fan's naked/exposed neck and sniffed the faint scent little by little, "I can learn to tell you what you like to hear, and I can tell you as much as I want to hear." Yang Fan yelled that it was not good, why the more we chatted, the more angry he became.

"But how can you post photos like that, and still take pictures... Then that." The voice became lower and lower, and Yang Fan was almost ashamed to describe himself as a 34-year-old seductive boy, and he still wanted to show some face.

"Fanfan, I'm jealous." Song Bai kissed the young man's fingertips, sucking or biting.

"You are shameless, what the hell are you eating so that I am laughed at by so many people." Yang Fan struggled to run away, this man is poisonous, now there is no need to seduce him in different ways, because he has changed into him chewing himself in different ways, Everyone is a man and he is an old man with more than 10 years of experience. He can guess what the spark in his eyes means at a glance, "Song Mubai, you know how to lie to me and send me a message while I'm sleeping. Yan photos."

"Yan Zhaomen?" Song Bai opened his mouth and gnawed on the back of Yang Fan's neck. Their bodies were tightly pressed together to feel each other's reaction. When Yang Fan stopped being excited, he hugged Yang Fan.

"I want to build a golden birdcage to lock you in. Only I can see it, and only I can talk to you."

This is the first time Yang Fan heard very possessive words from Song Bai. He was hugged from behind, his ears flushed, and his anger disappeared little by little. Then he relaxed and leaned against the man's arms, and said with a little emotion : "You are too jealous."

"I want them to know you've got a Lord."

Yang Fan closed his eyes, his hands were imprisoned and locked in his arms. In addition to the pounding heartbeat, there was also a hormonal breath that smacked of invasion/offensive. His eyes were blurred, and his legs were still unsteady: "Shameless."

In a blink of an eye, he was flipped onto the sofa, and the atmosphere was suddenly tense. Yang Fan shrank back suddenly: "What are you doing, yesterday... no more."

Song Bai's pupils were dark, hiding the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, and he went up to grab the young man and kissed him.

"what!"

In the living room, there was a wail like a pig being slaughtered.

But Yang Fan cried for a long time but couldn't see Song Bai making any more movements. His legs trembled and he couldn't close. He was afraid that he would become an empty shell. If the future was really cut off from sex/blessing, how uncomfortable he would be!

Song Bai's head rested on his neck and breathed quietly, so Yang Fan retracted the teardrops, the shallow breath blowing on the surface of the skin made it slightly soft, he pushed Song Bai and couldn't push it.The kiss from the shoulder was shallow but unfamiliar.

Song Bai sucked the flesh of his collarbone and sucked it carefully, until a small bruise appeared on his shoulder, and finally he showed a satisfied smile.

He raised his head to meet Yang Fan's confused eyes, pursed his lips and said with a deep smile, "Mine, you have my mark from inside to outside."

This smile was firmly engraved in Yang Fan's mind, he and Song Bai were cuddling each other on the sofa, that embrace was still very warm.

The picture of a beauty falling asleep obviously cannot escape the fate of being deleted. Yang Fan feels that even though he is a bit flirtatious when he is mentally old, it is not enough to be aboveboard. Song Bai just regrets it because he saw those few pictures. Every day, the headline of the mobile web page is the photo of Yang Fan, which feels like shooting yourself in the foot.

5 minutes to take pictures, 3 to three hours to color.

Song Bai sent that photo to his mobile phone as his wallpaper, saying that his masterpiece should be kept well. Yang Fan scoffed at this, and rummaged through the clothes in the closet to find a dress that could cover the hickey mark on his collarbone.

Yang Fan threw it in the front, and Song Bai stood behind to pick it up, talking nonsense with his eyes open: "It's okay to see."

Yang Fan felt a little apprehensive, and said perfunctorily, "I don't want to be followed by reporters." Since eating the inexplicable flying vinegar, Song Bai liked to leave marks on him, and it wasn't a large-scale suction that made people think. Hickey.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan angrily covered his collarbone with his hands. Song Bai seemed to be particularly fond of this position. When the traces submerged, he sometimes looked at them and then sucked them out again, relying on his strength to do whatever he wanted. After that, I was confused, and no matter how great the rejection was, it would be converted into acceptance by the tenderness that could melt water.

However, after waking up and looking at the mirror, he wished to smash it into pieces, but Song Bai left few traces that he wanted to scold and couldn't scold.

How to scold?

In the depths of love, there are always times when we can’t control it. For example, he was the one who pulled out the scratches on Song Bai’s back. In the end, Song Bai said happily: “It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt, beating is pain, scolding is love.”

Pooh!

In just a few days, this piece of purple and that piece of bruise on his body were all in positions that would be exposed in front of people if he didn't pay attention. Yang Fan gritted his teeth and buttoned his shirt to the top. Looking at the weather outside, he could barely tell reporters that he was afraid of the cold. .

"We want three chapters of the law."

Song Bai was wearing a European-style suit. He was lowering his head and twisting his cuffs. After listening to Yang Fan's words, he inadvertently looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

The suit revolution looks handsome and handsome. He has witnessed the transformation of Song Bai from a military coat to an international brand name, but he is still as determined as before. Yang Fan blushed and stepped forward to help tie his tie: "Make a good appointment, a day when you do bad things." Suits Ironed smooth without any creases, the man exuded a sense of restraint/desire indifference, and this indifference instantly turned into tenderness when Yang Fan looked up at him.

"Why are you so stupid that you don't even know how to wear a bow tie?" Yang Fan punched him, his hand hurt.

Song Bai lowered his eyes: "I don't know what's going on, I just can't learn it."

"Because you're stupid." Yang Fan helped him tidy up his clothes, and said with a serious face, "For my health, I decided to let's do it once a week."

"Once a month is good."

Yang Fan looked at him warily: "What did you say?"

"You heard me right, because you have to take care of your body." Song Bai smiled very straightforwardly.

Wouldn't a month be too long...

While he was really hesitating, Yang Fan suddenly realized that the color of his body was a bit thin these few times, and he immediately gritted his teeth and agreed: "We high-five, whoever breaks the contract will be a puppy."

Song Bai frankly stretched out his hand and waited for him.

slap - slap - slap

Yang Fan looked at the man in the revolutionary suit and always felt that there was a long-hidden hooligan temperament in his sexiness, and this slap made him feel guilty.

Many fans came to the press conference of "Old State" on 7.24. The combination of the actor and actress + the current hottest fresh meat made them scream from the beginning, and Du Nan who came out in the second half was even more impressive. Now the mother-in-law fan is so excited that she is crying.

Du Jiangkang put his hands together and thanked all the media and fans for coming. In the anticipation of everyone, the trailer of "Old State" was broadcast. It lasted for 2 minutes, and all the main characters showed up. In the third position, he smiled with satisfaction.

An actor like him who is only popular and has no masterpieces is the most likely to be squeezed out of the third episode. Du Nan pulled his clothes beside him: "Yang Fan, originally I wanted you to mention the second episode."

Du Nan was shorter than him, so Yang Fan lowered his head slightly and begged for mercy with a smile: "Fortunately, the director didn't let me go through the back door, otherwise the overwhelming public opinion would crush me to pieces."

"Daddy said I'm not sensible." Du Nan suddenly took a look at Yang Jiarong, seeing him and Zheng Xiaoxuan in the middle of the stage posing for pictures in the play, a little embarrassed.

Yang Fan looked at Du Nan as if he was looking at a junior high school student who had just begun to fall in love. He patted Du Nan on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "You're going to sing soon, and you haven't brewed your emotions yet."

"Ah, that's right, it's the first time you wear the hat of a famous director's son to perform, you can't embarrass your fathers."

At this time, Yang Fan was also invited to the stage, and the crowd in the audience was as loud as a concert scene. He actually saw several billboards with his name printed on them in the dark crowd.

Behind the scenes, the preview was played again amidst the cheers of the crowd. Even if the fans didn't mention it, Yang Fan himself had the idea of ​​rewatching it. He wanted to see how his first big-screen work was going to be. Shengzai has a handsome appearance, and he can earn a lot of fans with just a few seconds of trailers. It can be seen that this is the era of good looks.

After the host asked the lead actor a few questions, he also threw the topic to Yang Fan who was standing aside: "I check Weibo at home and I can see Yang Fan on the list every day."

Yang Fan said in surprise, "I don't know."

"You're still modest, the little friends present let him listen!" While the microphone was reaching out to the crowd, the billboards in the distance also flashed, and the shouting voice was even louder than that of Yang Jiarong and Zheng Xiaoxuan.

Yang Jiarong pretended to have no choice but to vent his bitterness to the director: "I'm old and I'm not popular anymore."

The actor said that he is not popular, so it’s okay, but the host hasn’t spoken yet. The audience burst into shouts of overthrowing people. Everyone on the stage covered their ears and waited for the climax to pass. Nan.

Du Nan was quite frightened when the host pulled him onto the stage, did he just yell too loudly...

"I've heard your shouts here, Du Nan, do you want to say something?"

Yang Fan couldn't help laughing.

Du Nan held the microphone a little nervously, watching the big dads in the audience looking at the young dads on the stage, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "I have liked watching Uncle Rong's plays since I was a child, and I especially like him, he is the most popular. "

The host joked: "What about your father, Director Du Jiangkang, look at how jealous your father is."

"It's okay, I'm not jealous, Chen Yu will take care of him when he goes back."

As soon as the words were finished, the audience roared with laughter, and the atmosphere of the audience was once lifted to the highest point. Needless to say, everyone could imagine what kind of image Du Nan was at home.

"Yang Fan, do you have any plans next?"

Yang Fan looked around and said, "Currently filming "Chen Bingbing" directed by Mao Xiaoliang, the last part can be finished."

Mao Xiaoliang was not famous at all at this time, at most he was a slightly talented newcomer director, and the book was not favored by everyone, so even the supporters of Yang Fan didn't know how to answer Yang Fan's words, and now he is flattering.But who made him a professional host? His on-the-spot adaptability is not covered, and in just a few words, he led the conversation to the protagonist Yang Jiarong and Zheng Xiaoxuan.

This is not the first time the two of them have collaborated. If some fans count on "Old State", it will be the fifth collaboration. The Y music circle said that it is not big, but there are only a few movie kings, and it is not small. Many of them are classmates. The artists who have been acting for ten years have not been able to meet together, isn't it fate like Yang Jiarong?

They are not only the official supporting role in the movie, but also the ideal couple in the eyes of the two fans. Entertainment Weekly has also dug up news about the two, but they can't find it. Let's talk, Zheng Xiaoxuan ran into something about Yang Jiarong in the show. The topic was not avoided deliberately, if it is not avoided in the circle, it means there is something going on!

But Yang Jiarong acted like a monk and never met with the actress alone. Once he was out shooting with Zheng Xiaoxuan, and the actress accidentally fell down.

The paparazzi were overjoyed and thought they had caught the gossip between the two, but after taking a look at the photos, the editor almost fainted. The gentleman Yang Jiarong clenched his fists from the beginning to the end. There is no sign of hugging at all, which makes it very difficult for them to deal with.

Now that the two are performing on the same stage again, they are still acting as a couple. Although the ending is not happy, it is a sign of fire after all, right?

It's a pity that Yang Jiarong's answer still lacked sparks: "Zheng Xiaoxuan is a competent actress, and every time I work with her, I am very happy. We are a couple in the movie, but we are friends outside the movie."

Yang Fan could tell that Zheng Xiaoxuan's smile had become stiff even if he was standing on the side, and he stood beside her with a microphone and laughed dryly with some embarrassment.

He remembered that Zheng Xiaoxuan was not too young this year. The stars in the Y music circle were either married to wealthy families or married to actors of the same profession. In short, they did not marry down.

"Yang Fan, I heard that your manager is Zheng Xiaoxuan's former manager, aren't you embarrassed?" Du Nan came to whisper to him again.

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Everyone is in charge, it's nothing, but you were too excited just now, I'm really not afraid that others will find something wrong."

Du Nan became embarrassed first, and whispered: "They all like Uncle Rong, so I should shout louder than them."

"childish!"

The protagonists of the scheduled press conferences have always been male and female protagonists or three-person groups of female threesomes who are so hateful that they bite their teeth. Yang Fan's identity is gay and the ambiguous feelings in the play are not suitable for too much exposure. It's not good to overwhelm the protagonist.

Yang Fan chatted with Du Nan in the audience, mostly he was the listener, listening to how Du Nan praised his Uncle Rong for his dedication.

Unexpectedly, the scene of the two whispering was captured by Yuji, and they posted on Weibo of several marketing accounts that night.

Yang Fan asked Shen Hao what to do, Shen Hao turned his head and made a phone call directly. He didn't know who to call but Yang Fan knew that Shen Hao was angry.

"The statement has been issued, and we are right. These sons of bitches/mother-bred sons of bitches are always chasing rumors, and they are not afraid of their dead bodies if they chase Du Nan to hype them."

Yang Fan didn't say a word anymore, and looked at the playback data of "Old State" on his mobile phone, and laughed. The official Weibo released the scheduled preview simultaneously, and it played 5 million times within 7000 hours. Follow this momentum and continue to break through domestic movie trailers. Film records are simply trivial.

On the other side of the scandal, Du Jiangkang was the first to get angry. Everyone knows his director's bad temper. He came up to @报处 and directly posted an article that did not contain any dirty words but made people read it. Chen Yu reposted it in a normal tone, saying I hope that everyone will not hype up their son.

A Du Nan and a Yang Fan, in terms of looks, you can't tell the difference between offensive and shou, and in terms of height... Although they are cute, what fans think is: I think Da Fan is a shou person, if you don't believe me, you can see.

So I threw out the Sleeping Beauty photo, and everyone fell silent.

If Du Nan was attacking, they wouldn't be alive.

Fans were not the only ones who collapsed, Yang Fan laughed out loud watching it in private.

Later, it was Du Nan who sneaked onto Weibo and posted a Weibo: [Yang Fan is not my favorite dish. 】……

The weather started to turn hot in mid-May, and "Chen Bingbing" was successfully completed on May 5. It was already midnight when Yang Fan got off the plane, and flipping through Du Nan's Weibo with his mobile phone in his hand was really exciting. There are tens of thousands of mothers and cubs on Weibo.

No one would pay attention to the photo of him whispering to Du Nan, because Yu Ji was sprayed to death by his own mother.

"Chen Bingbing" finished quietly without any reporters coming to interview. Yang Fan felt very heavy these days. Mao Xiaoliang said that he was too involved in the drama. Chen Bingbing is a very tragic person. He The ending is not happy and let him go with the flow, when he should be sad, he should be sad and can't be soft.

"I've always had the feeling that I'm Chen Bingbing in my dreams these days, and I feel very depressed." He slumped on the seat and listened to the sound of rain outside the car window, and the script in his mind was still being written. Chen Bingbing Bing finally died on the streets of the bustling Shanghai, where he had rekindled his hope.

Song Bai touched Yang Fan's hair, took out an umbrella and said, "There is no food at home, let's go shopping together."

"We haven't come out to buy vegetables together for a long time." Yang Fan looked at the hand outside the car door and slowly passed it up. The man held an umbrella and leaned slightly in the rain, then lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand in a gentlemanly manner.

The scene was like a meeting between a princess and a knight, but Yang Fan smiled, OS in his heart: I must be a prince.

Seeing that Yang Fan was only wearing short-sleeves, Song Bai forced him to put on his own coat. It looked like a child stealing an adult alone, but fortunately it covered him up.

"You stand out when you're bald, and it's even more noticeable now that you've grown your hair out."

Yang Fan stretched out his hand from the slightly longer sleeve, suddenly