Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan leaned forward and said mysteriously, "Song Mubai, what do you think of my temper, huh?"

"You, you have a good temper." The tone of his speech changed due to too much accident, Song Bai turned his head and put the ribs in the shopping cart, "I will make soup for you when I go back, don't put any oil, so you can save it Greasy."

As soon as Yang Fan blocked the way, his attitude dissatisfied him: "You didn't tell the truth."

Song Bai's expression was quite serious, because he didn't understand the reason why Yang Fan asked such a question. Generally speaking, such questions between lovers have to be stuffed in their stomachs several times to figure out how to answer them.

"You had a bad temper when you were in college. I could see you get hurt 10 times a month in school, and you would fight with people at every turn, and you were full of pricks to others. You... really have a bad temper." Sparks were flying, and Song Bai continued unhurriedly, "But then you changed. The thorns on your body will be restrained and you will be more sensible. You used to offend people easily, but later your brain came back and you are more mature than many classmates. Capricious but that's in front of me."

Yang Fan lowered his hat, looked at him and then got a little weird: "You don't think I'm so bad?"

"No, it's said that you changed later, why do you ask so suddenly."

Yang Fan shrank his hands into his pockets, pretended to look at the products on the shelves, and only after a long time said: "I am willing."

But he still couldn't help it when he got home, he sat cross-legged on the bed and watched Song Bai walking around, his face was full of entanglement and hatred, Song Bai felt weird when he saw his eyes: "It's not right to come back from the supermarket, What’s wrong with you?"

"Let's have a fight." Yang Fan knelt on the bed just looking at Song Bai, he nodded his nose and began to recall the couple he saw in the supermarket, "It seems that our relationship has been smooth for so long, I was thinking , 7 years later, 10 years later?"

In 10 years, he broke up with that person, and in 10 years it was Daoqiu.

"Actually, it's not unfounded worries. It's just that it's been too long. I can't believe that we can go so far. One year or two may be the time when love is strong. What about 7 or 8 years? You say I It looks good, but one day there will be wrinkles, it will be old and withered, and the skin will be dry all over. And you will see more and more beauties, and maybe they will stuff you with various people."

The man frowned, and the young man covered his mouth when he was about to speak.

"If you see it a lot, you will realize that the original one is not so good. Now that you can bear my temper, after that, you may think that I am unreasonable and unreasonable."

The four eyes met and no one surrendered, Yang Fan was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Song Bai stared at him blankly for a while, then said, "You think I'm Duke Ling of Wei?"

Yang Fan kept his mouth shut, he was half illiterate and had already forgotten who Wei Linggong was.

But this look is different in Song Bai's eyes, it turns out that he doesn't believe in himself so much.

"Think I'm just looking at your face?"

"Isn't it?"

Song Bai raised his arms and hugged the young man, imprisoning him tightly in his arms, Yang Fan hissed in pain: "What are you doing!"

"Thinking about messy things all day long. If you're a man, I'll look at your face. Then I might as well date a woman."

Yang Fan pushed him desperately, yelling: "Go if you have the ability!" He was ready to quarrel.

Unexpectedly, Song Baiming was panting heavily with anger but still held his breath. He hugged him so tightly that he almost crushed him in his arms. He turned his head and bit Yang Fan's ear, and the hot air slipped directly into Yang Fan's ear. I feel that this person in my arms is very powerful, and most likely he is here to restrain himself, otherwise how could he make himself unable to control his anger with just one sentence?

"It hurts!" Yang Fan wanted to cover his ears, but his hands were sealed in Song Bai's arms and he couldn't move.

It wasn't until he heard Yang Fan's sobbing in a low voice that Song Bai's red eyes calmed down, and he stroked Yang Fan's back. Although the other party was quite reluctant: "Fanfan, grandpa and grandma have never quarreled in their entire lives." Just now After speaking, I felt that the crying in my arms seemed to be cut off suddenly.

"The only conflict was the day my mother and Zhao Limin eloped, but grandpa still didn't quarrel, and the old couple lived like this for decades."

"Since I took over the company, I don't go out to eat unless I'm on business. Have you ever seen me neglect you at home alone?"

Yang Fan stared at the wall in a daze, not daring to move. After a long time, he said in a muffled voice, "It will happen later."

Then there was a severe pain in the neck and I was bitten again.

"Nonsense!" Song Bai pushed Shinobu back and pressed it with his legs, and then vigorously undid the buttons of his pajamas.

The force was so great that the button made a harsh sound when it peeled off the fabric. Yang Fan couldn't help trembling when he saw the muscle: "You...what are you doing?"

"Fuck you." Song Bai mouthed silently, lifted his buttocks up and moved his hands from Yang Fan's back directly into the pajama pants to reach the destination.

"No, no, no, we...we are still arguing... ah..." Grinning in pain, he couldn't even speak. Yang Fan was suppressed by Song Bai. I don't know how many times he had to work hard because of the disparity in strength. Too big to beat.

While kissing him roughly, Song Bai pulled his hand to the small tent and said hoarsely: "This belongs to you."

"And this is mine."

"what……"

Originally wanted to quarrel, but was held down on the bed and taught a lesson, his voice was almost smoky, but he still didn't have the intention to stop. In the end, Yang Fan came out crying, looking a little pale And some thin liquid to bury the head in the pillow.

"Look, it's only for you, you only need to touch it..."

The bewitching baritone voice came from his ear again, Yang Fan touched the hard shit, his head buried in the pillow shook faster, and cried more vigorously.

He kicked his legs and wanted to run, but he was carried back in the end.

……

Turning his head to look at the pale sky outside the window, Yang Fan let out a sigh. He didn't even want to move his fingers, and his voice was so hoarse. With red eyes, he whispered, "It's only been 16 days, you violated the rules."

"16 days?" Song Bai looked puzzled, "It's obviously 4 years."

Yang Fan glared at me immediately, my math was taught by my math teacher, don't try to lie to me.

Song Bai had a relaxed expression after eating, kissed his slightly swollen mouth, lowered his head and grabbed Yang Fan's delicate and slender fingers and kissed them one by one. The laziness of the dead, the beautiful phoenix eyes with a coquettish attitude are a scene that no one else can see.

"When you pick Ge, it's like March if you don't see him for a day. If you don't see him for a day, it's like three autumns. Fanfan, don't you think it's been four years?"

Yang Fan was so angry that he stuttered: "You, are you fucking good?"

Song Bai smiled deeply, kissed the young man's collarbone and sucked until a purple mark appeared: "I didn't trick you, I really missed you."

The last word "I miss you" was affectionate and lingering, Yang Fan was stunned, and the extremely sexy words of a man echoed in his ears.

"It's better to think about how to harmonize our lives when we think about what we have and what we don't have. Have you ever thought about how it feels when you are filming every day when the glue is like glue?" You. It's not the first day you know my determination and...'perseverance'."

Yang Fan blushed so much that he could bleed, and his gums rubbed against each other to hold back his words: "Old, rascal, rascal."

Song Bai let out a deep sigh, helplessly watching Yang Fan lift his chin, and whispered in his ear: "Wow, woof."

After covering the quilt for a long time, Yang Fan was docile and shameless when he lifted the quilt.

"There will always be bumps and bumps in life, but they are all trivial things. I will not argue with you for these trivial things. It is meaningless, and you are the most important thing. Why should I care about trivial things People feel uncomfortable, it is not worth the money. We will change from love to family, and you will be my most important person."

Yang Fan kicked his legs under the quilt and covered his face with all his strength: "I can't see people like this."

"Then you don't see anyone, just see me."

Yang Fan looked at him and he was too embarrassed to say anything because his mouth hurts.

Waking up in the morning, he struggled to move to the bathroom, his mouth was red as if he had applied red lipstick, and the marks on his body began to be hidden even by his clothes. This time he didn't have the face to go out when he wanted to go out.

Fortunately, there is no publicity to catch up recently, and Shen Hao didn't answer any messy announcements for him, and he even rejected all the reality shows after listening to him. Yang Fan lived a really leisurely life during these days.

Su Yide is also very busy recently because he is preparing for a competition, and the model is naturally Yang Fan.

"Teacher, what can I do to help you now?"

Su Yide glanced at him with his reading glasses: "Finish your homework well, I don't need your help."

These words made Yang Fan feel very uncomfortable, and took some old antiques back for reference, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Song Bai finished his affairs and changed his clothes. He walked over and let Yang Fan do it on his own leg. Tai Ji did it very hard that day, and he has gotten used to it these days: "There are many people in Su Yide's studio, and they are all of them. s student."

"Me too."

There was a smile in the man's eyes, and he was actually very happy to see Yang Fan deflated.

"Students are different from disciples, so don't disappoint Elder Su's painstaking efforts."

Yang Fan blinked and obviously didn't understand.

"Anyway, get busy with the work at hand first, and he will call you when the time comes." Song Bai patted Yang Fan's waist and placed him on the cushion, put on an apron and smiled and said, "Your old antique hasn't been photographed yet, you When do you plan to let it meet people?"

Mentioning those two treasures, Yang Fan's scalp couldn't help getting numb: "Teacher is too busy, I can't go there to rub the shed all the time, why don't I build one at home." But there is not enough space, and it's okay to pat small things, It would be a bit of a blood loss if a room was specially evacuated for a studio.

At this time, Song Bai calmly suggested: "You don't know a girl from the fashion design department, what's her name?"

"You said Cao Xue..." Yang Fan scratched his head so hard that he pulled his butt too hard, so he clutched his butt and went to check his phone to see if Cao Xue was taking pictures, because many people didn't do it after graduation. Hold on to your dreams again, the reality is too cruel.

Surprisingly, Cao Xue is now a well-known travel photographer with 4 followers.

So Yang Fan went to poke Cao Xue. Coincidentally, Cao Xue was also free. The first cooperation between the two parties was perfect, so Cao Xue agreed to all Yang Fan's requests.

"It's my good fortune to be able to shoot you, Yang Fan, don't worry." Then she gave a list of addresses, saying it was her current studio.

Yang Fan had already seen it when he was looking through Moments. It is a two-story studio, which looks very large.

Everyone was very excited on the day of the shooting. Cao Xue’s camera equipment was already very complete. When changing from one lens to another, there was excitement like discovering raw jade in his eyes: “Yang Fan, your lens sense is so good. It’s not very good, it’s very posing if you can’t let go of body expressions.”

"How many years have I been in front of the camera." This meeting couldn't help bragging, and his tail almost went up to the sky.

When Song Bai came to pick up Yang Fan, he happened to be wearing the red peony embroidered cloak and the delicate and gorgeous tinsel on his head. The girl retained the masculine temperament, coupled with Cao Xue's novelty, which made people applaud.

He just stood there and watched quietly for a long time, Yang Fan noticed him, and kept smiling with his lips pursed, realizing that he was still filming, he quickly covered his mouth to prevent the shooting from crashing.

But the scene just now was captured by Cao Xue. Looking at the photo, she felt that the affection in Yang Fan's eyes was naturally beautiful, a beauty that transcended gender. One second, there was still a sharp expression, and the next second It is the relaxation and tenderness when facing a lover.

Cao Xue turned to look at the man, wearing a well-tailored suit, standing still as if loose, the charm of a mature man floated over through the air, Cao Xue immediately took a picture with the camera in his arms, and when he was cultivated, that made him The charm of people blushing and heartbeat is naturally reflected.

This is the difference between true and false. Self-cultivation and inner nature cannot be pretended casually.

The Song Bai standing in front of her at this time is very different from the Song Baitian at school, elegant and mature, and what's even rarer is that he no longer faces others with a straight face.

"Song Bai, stand next to Yang Fan and take a picture."

Yang Fan asked with a calm expression, "Are you sure?"

Cao Xue rubbed her nose and trembled at his sudden change of attitude: "Yes, you stand beside Yang Fan, how about a... Chinese-English collision?"