Run away after flirting with the male god

Song Bai and Yang Fan looked at each other and shook their heads: "I don't know how to take pictures."

"No one is born to take pictures. Yang Fan's first time taking pictures is definitely not as smooth as he is now." Cao Xue did not give up on his goal, and tried his best to wink at Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan was also stunned, the scenery of the studio was built in an ancient style, no matter the emerald flower and bird pattern hanging screen on the wall or the gold-encrusted gemstone red agate jade Ruyi on the small table were all borrowed from Su Yide, the specifications According to Su Yide's taste, Yang Fan really likes the pure taste of the times.Now he was in a daze, and the hand that should have been placed on his shoulder fell down unconsciously, and he saw that the slender and fair hand was wearing a white jade ring inlaid with emerald pearls. Combined with Diancui craftsmanship, a pearl is set off in the center of the flower, and small silver balls are dotted around it.The legs were placed limp and the whole person looked graceful and luxurious, and Cao Xue dared not look away from the antique accessories all over her body. At this time, Wei Wei looked at the innocent in a daze. Cao Xue pointed at the camera and took another picture.

"You guys haven't been in the same frame since dating, what a pity." She glanced at Song Bai while flipping through the photos in the camera to show him, "Hey, we're all done shooting, such a beautiful person and clothes, I I want to take a few more photos, how about I wash them out for you? We are all students of the same class, so I will definitely keep it a secret from you.”

Yang Fan came back to his senses and looked down at the round round fan in his hand with an ivory handle. The front was embroidered with Suzhou embroidery to embroider flowers and birds, and the center of the flower was decorated with dot emerald crafts. This delicate and unique fan was also his favorite.He slapped it, pursed his lips and rolled his eyes: "Let's take a picture."

Song Bai was also moved by Cao Xue's words, so he didn't object when he heard Yang Fan's words, and asked if he wanted to put on makeup.

Cao Xue slapped her thigh and said embarrassedly, "I'll help you do your makeup."

Yang Fan asked: "Where is the girl who was with you back then?"

"She, she didn't come because she had something to deal with at home recently, and I happened to run into you in the studio by myself."

Yang Fan felt uncomfortable from stepping on the bottom of the flowerpot, so he took off his slippers and went to the side to watch Song Bai put on makeup.

"You guys are really weird. I've seen a lot of boys with thick pores on their faces. How come they...are flawless when they come to you." Cao Xue felt that she was jealous and wanted to hit him.

In just 10 minutes, Song Bai repaired his eyebrows and looked more serious if he didn't smile, but Yang Fan was not afraid at all, and said beside him: "You have to smile."

Song Bai raised the corner of his mouth, held Yang Fan's hand and said, "Got it."

Yang Fan thought that he would teach Song Bai how to take pictures, but he never expected that something happened to him. It was the first time that he was in the same frame as Song Bai. He felt a little nervous for no reason. He squeezed his palms and forced himself to calm down.

But Cao Xue could tell something was wrong, "Song Bai, stop by Yang Fan's place and get more intimate, you two are a couple, this is the first time I'm photographing a gay guy."

As Song Bai approached, Yang Fan became more and more nervous. Song Bai seemed to feel it, and looked at him for a while. There were many emotions that Yang Fan couldn't understand deep in his eyes. He pursed his lips and paid attention to Yang Fan's head. Tianzi raised her chin and kissed her slowly.

Yang Fan was startled, and Cao Xue shouted in surprise: "Bring it on!"

It's okay for the two of them to mess around at home, but now they are in front of outsiders after all, so Yang Fan blushed a lot, and his blush was seeped through the foundation. His hand was held by Song Bai, as warm as usual .

Cao Xue took a photo of Yang Fan lying on the soft bed and Song Bai standing next to him. One of these two school characters has a smile on his lips, and the other is a little serious. Their elegant and dignified temperament is not abrupt in the pure Chinese-style setting. After experiencing Yang Fan's loss of control just now, Cao Xue realized that the two of them had to rely on snapshots, and Yang Fan was a little...unexpectedly unable to let go in front of Song Bai.

Song Bai waited for Cao Xue to finish filming, then turned around and lightly lifted the tin on Yang Fan's head. Yang Fan was startled and didn't understand, and just about to ask, Song Bai raised his chin and scratched it.

After scratching, the tension disappeared without a trace. Yang Fan looked into the man's deep black eyes, the curve of his mouth gradually upwards, and the tails of his eyes were upturned with a unique beauty.

It is said that the phoenix eyes are the most beautiful, even if they are more upturned.

Song Bai held the tin in his left hand, and raised Yang Fan's chin in his right hand, and moved it up a little bit. Those beautiful eyes revealed a charming charm. He thought that he had been seduced by these eyes a long time ago.

"Fanfan, my heart pleases you."

Yang Fan's head was rotted into a paste, and he was dizzy as he kissed the man, his ears were so red that they were smoking, and he still had to pose in a natural posture, but every time he was disturbed by Song Bai, he stood in front of the camera at a loss, as if he had returned to the first place. When I was photographed for the first time, I looked down and saw a piece of red.

The red peony embroidered dish cloak, the red is noble and elegant, Yang Fan looked at it for a while and suddenly thought of something he shouldn't have thought of, and he was about to unbutton it with a shake of his hand.

Song Bai watched Yang Fan pull him up, and Yang Fan was flustered by this unexpected action, he couldn't stand still when he was flustered, he threw himself into the man's arms to support him, and he didn't dare to look up from the beginning to the end.

"Look, does it look like a wedding photo?"

Yang Fan was silent when he heard these words, his eyes gleamed with water and he slowly raised his head, his heart beating like a drum.

"Why did the one who promised to take pictures abuse the little animals?" Cao Xue deliberately didn't look at Yang Fan's expression when she walked in front of them, because it would make her sad. This society is realistic, and it's not easy for Yang Fan to get to where he is today. It's not easy for Bai to come to this day. She doesn't really want to delve into the gossip of gay people. At this time, all she needs to do is a simple blessing.

The photo effect is very good, which also shows Cao Xue's unique aesthetic vision from the side.

"Song Bai, I want to ask how did you come up with the idea to win Tianzi? What a surprise." She looked at the things in the photo except for the people, and everything else was old antiques. The things of the ancestors are really beautiful, especially this one. A room full of Diancui ornaments, although it was cruel to pluck feathers from live birds at that time, she still had to sigh beautifully.

Song Bai put his arms around Yang Fan halfway, with a gentle look on his face: "I just suddenly feel that if I take it off, Fanfan will feel a lot easier."

"Fanfan..." Cao Xue took a deep breath, and she didn't want to move the hand holding the camera. I am happy to be working today, but it's already late at night, and I was abused like dog food, and I returned Fanfan...why no one called her It's snowy.

"Is it me or you to edit the picture?" Her eyes were full of anticipation.

Facing her expectations, Yang Fan smiled and said, "I'll fix it for you, just don't give me and Song Bai plastic surgery."

"Why do you still need to liquefy when you are already so good? Don't worry, I will take care of the color."

After handing over the later stage and other matters, Yang Fan changed his clothes and arranged everything before moving into Song Bai's car. He originally wanted to invite Cao Xue to dinner, but the little girl was so excited that she wanted to go back to the P picture. It's the same as in college.

Yang Fan sat obediently in the co-pilot, tilting his head to look at Song Bai.

The first time Song Bai trimmed his eyebrows, he felt that the eyebrows were a little weird, so he raised his hand and touched them and said to Yang Fan, "Is there anything on my face?"

"I was thinking about what you said before." Yang Fan held his chin and was even more obsessive than the younger brother, "You said it was like taking a wedding photo."

"Isn't it like that?" There was a traffic light ahead, Song Bai stopped the car and took the opportunity to lean in and kiss Yang Fan.

"That's why you're nervous and overwhelmed, am I right?"

Yang Fan's eyes were full of embarrassment after being exposed, and he simply turned his head to the other side and said angrily: "When will you change your temper of telling the truth, it will easily make me embarrassing."

"But I just like the way you look angry but helpless." Song Bai said.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes: "I also like the way you want to fuck me to death but are reluctant to do so."

"Fuck you to death?" Song Bai said with a slight smile in his voice, parked the car on the side of the road, looked at Yang Fan with interest, and repeated, "Fuck you to death."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what it means to dig a hole for himself. His facial features were tangled and he didn't know how to speak. Finally, he looked out of the window and said, "Drive, it's so late, I want to go home."

Song Bai stretched out his arms to hug him, kissing his neck gradually moved to the collarbone, with a sexy voice.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Yang Fan looked at the car window for fear that someone would pass by or a policeman would jump out of nowhere and knock on the window. That was really exciting, indeed very exciting. He pushed Song Bai with his hands and felt that the small car was full of the deadly smell of the other party. : "Answer what?"

"My heart is Yueqing, you haven't answered me yet."

As soon as his ears became hot, Yang Fanteng's neck began to turn red. Seeing the man kissing and kissing and starting to make trouble again, he picked up the man by his tie and put his mouth together to 'tweet and chirp': "I want to please you, too." you."

Song Bai hugged him tightly, pressed the back of Yang Fan's head and laughed from his throat, his whole heart belonged to this person.

"How long are you going to hug, I'm almost out of breath." Yang Fan nestled in the man's arms, murmured listening to the sound of breathing close to his ears.

"I want to hug for a long time."

Yang Fan didn't know what was wrong with him, so he subconsciously said, "If you want to hug, just hug." As a result, Song Bai really kept hugging, and his nose, which was like a dog's nose, kept sniffing around his body. I really don't know what it smells good Yes, he didn't take a shower today, does it smell good?

After a few seconds, Song Bai paused and said, "I don't smell like me anymore."

Yang Fan looked up at him, puzzled: "What is your smell?" Seriously, is it the smell of saliva?

shit...

"Here, it's gone here." Song Bai looked at the time, brushed his hand lightly over the young man's crotch, passed through the heels of his legs and pinched the round tun, and said hoarsely after kneading suggestively, "It's really tasteless. "

This place is hidden and the light is dim, which is the perfect scene and atmosphere for doing good deeds. Yang Fan thought of Song Bai's unserious words and immediately groaned in his heart, and was so angry that he was serious about talking dirty: "Don't hug me, I won't hug you."

"Then I can kiss you anyway." After finishing speaking, Yang Fan kissed directly without waiting for Yang Fan to refuse.

A sentence from his notebook appeared in Song Bai's mind: To deal with tsundere sex, you must prove your thoughts with actions, because their bodies are always more honest than their mouths.

This sentence is simply true.

The person in his arms was getting softer and softer, maybe it was because he didn't want to refuse at the beginning, so he relaxed quickly. No matter how soft the ball was, he couldn't kiss enough. Song Bai carefully looked at Yang Fan's face full of spring, not only the kiss , I couldn’t get enough of it, he stuck to Yang Fan’s ear: “I’ve wanted to do this ever since you looked up at me with watery eyes.”

A sense of dizziness rose from the top of Yang Fan's head, and he felt that he really had nothing to do with this man, and he was talking sour words every day, but what was annoying was that his heart was still sweet, and that big hand wrapped his buttocks from behind. , so his legs were lifted up, and his posture was awkward. He looked at Song Bai and was really afraid that he would just do it on the side of the road.

So what, is there a camera overhead?

"Outsiders can't see what's going on in the car." Song Bai whispered in his ear and didn't forget to kiss him. He put Yang Fan down on the car seat, and the sound of slowly unzipping his belt was particularly exciting in this narrow space.

Yang Fan was originally a person who couldn't stand teasing. In his words, he was born/dissolute/slutty/meatless, but he seemed to have no place to stand in front of the more experienced Song Bai, and he would not be able to stand in the face of sour and sour love words. If you can blush, what do you expect to be strong.

The outside cannot see the inside, but the inside can see the outside.

Several times, when Yang Fan saw pedestrians approaching slowly, he shrank into a ball in fright, with excited tears in his eyes, covered his mouth and tightened his pants, and couldn't hold back "hmm" for a moment.

Song Bai leaned forward to kiss him, and his hands became faster.

This night was indeed exciting enough.

Because Yang Fan's consciousness was accompanied by crackling sounds from the moment he entered the house, and then he was carried on the bed, and then his clothes were gone, and then...then...

There is no more, because he has become a fairy.

After laying dead at home for a few days, Yang Fan received Cao Xue's completed and original film. The color tone is thick and historical, the picture is refreshing and simple, and the person in the painting is also full of luxury, but the eyes are slightly sharper, which gives a different feeling.

He looked at the thumbnails of the next few pictures and hesitated to click on them. In the end, it was Song Bai who passed behind him and clicked on the big pictures.

The man in the cloak stood with a man in a suit and leather, with faint smiles at the corners of their mouths, looking very happy.

Song Bo rested his head on Yang Fan's shoulder and rubbed it affectionately. He was very satisfied with the photos, kissed them and said, "It's so beautiful, I'll wash them out."

"No, it will be spread." Yang Fan turned around and put his hands around Song Bai's neck, "I don't want others to see it."

The man's eyes stayed on the marks on the young man's neck, and he said with a smile: "Let Cao Xue wash it out, don't worry, no one will see it."

Yang Fan just nodded and reluctantly agreed, then saved the photos to the USB flash drive, clicked X, but after thinking about it, he still created a new folder. When thinking about the name, Song Bai passed him and clicked on the keyboard, and finally pressed the Enter key Next, the name is [Marriage].

Now it's not just my butt that hurts, but even my head starts to hurt.

"Can you stop being so direct." Momo's back was full of shame, and he felt like he was starting to walk like a float.

However, the culprit looked calm and puzzled and said: "You and I are husband and wife, so you are not shy directly, why are you getting more and more shy, this is not like you."

Yang Fan stared straight: "Tell me what I was like before."

"Hooking people." After finishing speaking, she touched someone's waist and rubbed her.

"Don't bother me, my back hurts, my legs hurt, my butt hurts everywhere, you're so annoying." After speaking, he realized that his tone was a little weak, and Yang Fan wrapped himself in the quilt irritably, looking at the folder name and fell into deep thought.

He originally thought that photo editing was simply photo editing, but he didn't expect Song Bai to make one of them into a super-sized frame and hang it in the bedroom. Yang Fan was dumbfounded when he entered the bedroom: "What did you do to my room! "

"This photo looks good, so I'll hang it in the bedroom." Song Bai clapped his hands and said.

"Can you be more earthy and vulgar!" Song Bai held back his hand when he wanted to take it off, Yang Fan looked at the huge photo on the wall and covered his eyes, "Are you trying to piss me off?"

Song Bai pushed him into the study, and pointed to the photo on the table to claim credit: "I put it in the study, and we have it in the sun room."

"I don't want to live with you anymore, you ruined my good style." That's what he said, but his face was so embarrassing that he couldn't see anyone, Yang Fan quickly cut off those photos, pointed at the bedroom and shouted, " If you don't take it off, I won't go into the bedroom to sleep."

"Isn't that good." Song Bai frowned, he really thought it was good.

"It's good? You put such a big picture of kissing in the bedroom, and all I saw when I looked up and opened my eyes was it, what about the face, what if... if my grandparents or my parents come to visit us in the future." Yang Fan thought more and more Embarrassing, no way to say it.

When Song Bai was told this, his face was full of confusion and hesitation, and finally he took down the photo in the bedroom and hid it silently, then left a small photo frame in the study room, and put the others by the bedside: "This way Woolen cloth?"

Yang Fan's complexion improved a little: "Well, it's not too bad."

Song Bai listened to his lecture, leaned forward and lowered his head to hold him in his arms.Although Yang Fan talks about being promiscuous, he can't help having such frequent sex/life, his body can't bear it, and neither can his kidneys.

On the days when he wanted to have the cheek to ask Su Yide to prescribe traditional Chinese medicine, "Old State" ushered in its premiere day, and "Harem Biography" was completed and started broadcasting. Production, quietly scheduled to open in August.

There were "Old State" and "Harem Biography" in the past. Yang Fan forgot the day when his name frequently appeared on the hot search list. He could see his face when he went out and even turned on the TV. Feeling embarrassed to look in the mirror, Song Bai thought he was agitated, but Yang Fan blushed and pretended to be weak: "I'm afraid that I will be suffocated by my own beauty and beauty."

At that moment, Song Bai had the idea of ​​pushing the person in his arms out.

Seeing Song Bai's cold face and not responding, Yang Fan suddenly imitated the shy concubine in "The Harem" and hit his chest with two fists: "I'll hit your chest with a big hammer."

"It's been a long time since you thumped, so you should thump more this time." Song Bai let him thump as he wished, puffing out his chest.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm going to be busy recently."

"Do you have to catch up with a lot of announcements?" Song Bai would ask after being silent.

"Yes, the two movies have to go back and forth when they are released. Now that "Chen Bingbing" has my popularity, it should be able to attract some people. It's just that the image is too different. I'm afraid people will leave halfway."

"Oh?" So Song Bai pretended not to care, took out his phone and sent a text message.

【Tomorrow, the company invites all the staff to go to the theater to watch a movie. I wish you a happy watching. 】The expectations of "Old State" have continued to rise since the filming started. This broadcast has directly swept all major theaters. The number of films scheduled is as high as 16 games a day, crushing other domestic and imported films. 4980 million became the well-deserved big winner of the summer file.

And Yang Fan's forbearing acting skills in it also made everyone remember this beautiful young actor. Among them, the farewell to the male lead was edited by others and circulated on the Internet. Little Emperor】The number of fans has soared, and the traffic and exposure are enough. Yang Fan selected four photos with excellent atmosphere and composition from the photos taken by Cao Xue and prepared to post them on the Internet. You must know that he is not only an actor, you can see Looking at the photo with Song Bai, his hands were itchy again. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to change the composition and re-cut it, only showing the clothes but not the face. It looked like he had borrowed a model, but everyone who knew him knew that the hand was not. Anyone else.

Yang Fan didn't take his eyes off his phone when he posted such a historical photo at the peak of popularity, and couldn't help laughing at the soaring numbers.Seeing his unkind smile, Shen Hao also smiled: "There are several meetings to be rushed, I hope you can still smile so nicely by then."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows in embarrassment: "I look good even if I don't smile."

Really blinded, Shen Hao turned around and continued to contact the scene, but said when he was about to get off the car: "The Golden Dragon Award has entered the selection period, and your two films are in it."

Yang Fan finally shifted his gaze away from the phone, and said seriously, "Surprised, why do I have a premonition that I will win the prize?"

"I also have a hunch that you will win the award, and I will be surprised if you get the Best Actor Award." Shen Hao said with a deep expression on his face.

Yang Fan was quiet for a long while. To be honest, he was not sure. He has acted well and even worked hard for more than ten years. One of the awards, its particularity is that it does not look at the popularity but only the acting skills, it is fair and just and does not take advantage of the fish, let alone let people go through the back door.

"Let's forget about the film king. With Yang Jiarong and Zhang Bo in front, I'm really not sure if I want to beat them." He twisted his neck and continued chatting with Song Bai, the content was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

[I miss you today. 】

Yang Fan: [I don't miss you at all. 】

[You are not allowed to drink carbonated beverages, eat snacks or go out at night when you are outside. There are bad people, so I don’t worry about you being alone. 】Yang Fan is in a good mood and moves his fingers: 【Husband~】

So the phone was silent for a long time.

How could Shen Hao know that his artist is flirting with his partner? Looking at the itinerary of the past few days and considering the popularity on the Internet, he thinks he is relatively loose with Yang Fan, so he can be popular like this?Does this prove the old saying that if you are sincere and do things seriously, you will be rewarded?

Finally, someone who is serious about defeating those who flatter behind him.

"Maybe you can compete with them with "Chen Bingbing". You must know that this kind of low-budget film with an excellent script is the easiest to become a dark horse. There are not many dark horses in the past few years, but it is enough to show that it can be among the best films. There is a place, the judges value acting skills and connotation, and it has nothing to do with fame. Besides, even if you don’t win the Best Actor award, it’s okay, and when the time comes to promote it online, your page may not be less than theirs, Yang Fan, you are a rising star The future is boundless." It is enough to say that there is no scandal, there is no shortage of scandals in the Y music industry, but it is the scandals that make fans disgusted.

"Let's not talk about winning Best Actor yet. If the best actor in the end is not my disappointment, I can't bear it." Seeing that Song Bai hadn't replied yet, Yang Fan angrily sent a fire and added a mine.

Shen Hao obviously felt that Yang Fan was not very interested in the award: "You don't want to win this award?"

"I think so, but let's go with the flow. If it was ten years ago, I would have been crazy about it, but now I think... the main reason is that my mentality is flat. This is what happens, it's mine, it's me." I can't run away."

Ten years ago, he took on all kinds of dramas just to let everyone recognize him, but he was too dark, now he has the conditions to turn around, but he is spoiled by Song Bai even more, no amount of awards is as important as the person who holds himself in the palm of his hand , Will the cold trophy reach out and hug him to sleep at night?Can you cover the quilt and snort?

The answer is obvious.

It was already 11 o'clock after the last meeting. Song Bai used Yang Fan's biological clock to be very punctual. He almost fell asleep in the car. When he returned to the hotel and looked at his mobile phone, the retweet of that Weibo had exceeded 50. , part of his □□ labor belonged to Yang Jiarong and Du Nan.

Everyone was asking whose hand it was.

[Hi everyone, I am that hand. 】

【I am the ring on Dafan's hand, that's right, I have become a genius. 】

[Damn is so beautiful! 】

One fan silently put forward his point of view: [Wedding photos are there. ] The following are all in agreement: [You really have something to say, shit. 】

In a daze, Yang Fan retweeted the names of the two cloaks and the accessories in the picture, and one of the bracelets was made by himself.

After retweeting it like this, his activity level went up again, but now he is not as enthusiastic as he was during the day, staring at the fans' compliments, he was too tired after laughing all day, but no matter how tired he was, he still remembered that a certain counselor hadn't replied to him.

Yang Fan turned over and opened Weibo, Yoho replied, and it was voice.

[Should I call you wife or husband, huh? 】

The voice was numb and sexy, Yang Fan threw his head on the pillow and dawdled, wanting to say that you have already called out all of them, but then gritted his teeth and hated why his voice was not a male voice, shaking on the bed like an electric shock, he propped himself up and pressed the voice, After thinking about it for a long time, I finally let out a soft 'mua', and fell asleep after the kiss and never looked at the phone again.

Song Bai came down from the dinner table when he was still awake. His drinking capacity had been tempered during the daily meals. Now, except that he couldn't drive, his behavior and language were no different from ordinary people. When the phone vibrated, he turned it on and listened to it many times. Thinking that his family, Fanfan, is so cute, on the huge poster at the entrance of the movie theater in the distance, Yang Fan's little emperor is taking the limelight next to the two protagonists, Song Bai frowned and thought it was inappropriate, feeling sore with such a big poster.

The cool summer breeze blew away the heat in his body. Song Bai loosened his tie and motioned for the driver to follow him. He walked into the nearby gold shop and stayed there for a long time. The driver thought the boss had fallen asleep inside before coming out. When he came out, the man's eyes There was obviously a smile, and the friendly expression made the driver tremble with fear.

Yang Fan saw Song Bai's reply in the morning, with a smile on his face. According to the assistant, he was almost fascinated: "Go to the set to film immediately. Brother Fan, you chose the Republic of China drama. There are many scenes this time. Do you want to rest? Take a moment, after all the filming is over, we have to catch a plane to go to the meeting."

"It's okay, I'm busy, it means I'm popular, I'm too happy to be happy." Yang Fan gargled his mouth water, thinking about taking a break after filming this scene.

It’s farting to say that you are not tired when you are filming and catching the plane. Yang Fan is so confused that he forgot to harass Song Bai. He didn't leave dark circles under his eyes, and he recovered quickly in front of the camera.

"Yang Fan, come over here, there is an explosion scene below."

Yang Fan opened his eyes, which had been squinted for a few minutes, and sighed: "Director."

The director had a friendly face, and his chubby body looked like Maitreya Buddha. He asked Yang Fan worriedly: "Do you want to call me a stand-in? I'm really worried about getting hurt with your body."

"It's okay, I'm thin, so I can run fast." Yang Fan pretended to be sure that he didn't want to be fooled.

Seeing his persistence, the director admired him more and more, carefully explained the position and the escape route and repeatedly told him to be careful, and ran to his feet while talking about a ball, the director picked it up and asked: "Who is this, why did the ball appear on the set! "

"Director, director, I'm sorry, this is the child actor in our group, he loves to play ball since he was young."

Since it's an actor of his own crew, it's hard to say anything. The director waved his hand to tell the child to be careful: "It's about to explode, so keep her away. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong."

Yang Fan rubbed his nose and figured this kid was still his sister in the play.

Following the sound of 'a' from the scene record, Yang Fan ran out according to the plot in the script, and the sound of explosions behind him became louder and closer, and the positions were getting closer and closer.

But at this moment, a pink ball appeared in his field of vision, and the little girl in a blue top ran straight over: "Ball~"

"damn it!"

"Xiaohui!"

Yang Fan looked at the location where she ran over, which was the last blasting point and the one with the widest range. In just one second, he ran faster than his head, gritted his teeth and forcibly changed his route and rushed towards the woman. baby.

The director covered his anxious face and turned blue, and stood up abruptly: "Quick, don't let the blaster explode!!!"

however.

boom——

Holding the girl tightly in his arms, Yang Fan thought sadly that this is the end, whether he will be brave enough to take his life away.

With the last explosion sound, all the dust fell on his body, and there was a scorching pain on his arm. Yang Fan bit his lip and didn't dare to breathe out. Fortunately, when he rushed to the little girl, he should move to the side because of his momentum, and his body was still there. If you can feel pain, it means you are not dead.

When he was lifted up, what he heard was the cry of the child and the director's lesson. His ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear anything clearly. Shen Hao's face also became blurred in front of his eyes. Yang Fan closed his eyes and went on again. Opening it, the range is getting smaller and smaller, and a name is whispered in the mouth, very lightly.

"Hurry up, get in the ambulance!!!"

In less than half an hour, the Internet was full of [Yang Fan's studio was crushed by explosions in order to save the young actor, and has been rushed to the hospital. His life and death are unknown. ] news.

Song Bai had just finished a meeting, his brows were very uncomfortable, and he was about to go out to get a cup of coffee, but the chatter of those staff fell into his ears.

"Yang Fan hugged the little actor when he exploded, and fell into a coma on the spot."

"Yo, it really exploded."

"Yeah, I heard that the people on the set went crazy at the time, and rushed them to the hospital."

With a snap, the freshly poured coffee fell to the ground.

"President...President, when did you come?"

Panic and anger hung on the man's face, his face was livid, suppressing his anger, and he asked the staff to get up and check the gossip news. It's not like nonsense to have pictures and the truth, and the expressions of the people around him don't look like acting. Never seen it before, the young man in the photo had pale lips and blood on his face, he was almost lifeless when he was carried into the ambulance.

Depend on!

Song Bai uttered a rare swear word, and tore off his bow tie vigorously, and ran out without looking back.

The two staff members were left standing there puzzled.

Could it be... the boss is also chasing stars?

Song Bai kept calling Yang Fan's phone on the road, hoping that some assistant would get through it, but no one answered it all the time!He didn't have the agent's phone number either, so he finally called Su Yide for help.

The old man was late in knowing the information, so he immediately asked someone to ask which hospital he was in, and then told Song Bai quickly.

After spending 16 hours, Song Bai rushed to the hospital. There were reporters squatting at the door. He pretended to be a patient and went straight to the third floor.

Shen Hao stood guard at the door of the ward and immediately saw Song Bai, and stood up in a daze: "You..."

"What about others!" The man's eyes were red like a sick lion about to bite.

There was severe pain in Shen Hao's arm, and he wondered why this human being was so heavy, he quickly pointed to the door of the ward and said, "It's okay, it's really okay, don't listen to the reporter's nonsense. Yang Fan rolled around a few times with the child in his arms, Some of the arms and forehead are intact."

"He fell into a coma on the spot!"

Shen Hao's facial features were wrinkled. As a man, he couldn't move the young man's hand. He was anxious: "If you get blown up, try to see if you won't get tinnitus or pass out!"

After hearing this, Song Bai ignored him, and opened the door of the ward directly to look at the person on the bed. His right arm was wrapped with a thick bandage, his forehead was also covered with a layer, his neck was a little bruised, but it was fine as Shen Hao said.

"Look, it's all right. If something happens to an actor, we are even more anxious as managers. The company attaches great importance to Yang Fan and immediately called me."

"go out."

Shen Hao had just entered the door, before he could think clearly, a more indifferent male voice sounded: "Get out." He looked at the person beside the bed and sighed, then gently closed the door and sat at the door as the door god.

"It's really worrying." Song Bai sat on the edge of the bed, groping Yang Fan's cheeks and lips with his hands, they were a little bit chapped, and he was probably shocked.

Maybe this is the telepathy between lovers. Yang Fan was awakened by the pain first when he moved his hands, and then he felt his hands being supported. The tinnitus symptoms were much better, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.Song Bai's face was cold, but for some reason he just wanted to cry, and he didn't have any intention of pretending to be mean.

"I was wrong……"

Raising his hand and slapping the young man's leg, Song Bai said angrily, "You are the only one who is amazing, and your bravery has made you so awesome."

Yang Fan thought that he had said this before, and now that Song Bai gave it all back to him, he silently pretended to be his grandson and whispered: "I really knew I was wrong. The situation was critical at that time, and the young actor would definitely die if he was bombed. As long as I can save it, I will... rush over."

Song Bai was caught off guard and slapped Yang Fan again, carefully and nervously hugging him in his arms, missing the injured arm, his teeth chattering: "I'm so worried about you."

"I know." Yang Fan put his head on the man's shoulder, sniffed and said aggrievedly, "I called you by your name before I fell into a coma, you see how much I care about you."

"Don't change the subject for me. You will not be allowed to make such a dangerous scene in the future. It doesn't matter if you are told by fans that you are playing a big name. Anyway, let them say what you like. If you take this kind of scene again, don't worry about it. I will lock you at home! The next film They are not allowed to shoot!"

It was rare for Yang Fan to purse his lips and listen to the training honestly. The chicken pecked at the rice and nodded, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

Shen Hao outside the Dalian door heard the sound, put his phone back in his pocket, and looked up at the white wall: My husband is strict...

The reprimand in the room did not last for 2 minutes. Song Bai took him into his arms and checked him carefully with his hands: "Is there really no discomfort? Do you want to have a full body checkup?"

He was not used to touching his clothes suddenly, and Yang Fan cried and laughed when he felt itchy: "There is really no other discomfort." Seeing Song Bai's slightly softened face, he took the initiative to sip, "Really It's all right, it's just that my hands hurt and my forehead hurts."

"Are you aware of the seriousness of this matter?" He made it clear that he was not allowed to get away with it.

Yang Fan looked at him worriedly: "I really know, next time I encounter this kind of scene, I will definitely not take part in the battle, can you let me go?" So what, my back hurts.

"I am not loose, and I will never be loose in my life."

Yang Fan originally thought that this matter could almost be turned over, but when he heard Song Bai's words, his tear glands collapsed as if he had been stimulated: "Why are you like this, you have to make people cry to find it interesting, don't you? "

Song Bai frowned and really didn't let go, rubbing his lips against Yang Fan's forehead: "It's obvious that you are too sentimental."

"You fart." With his uninjured left hand, he wiped his tears casually, and Yang Fan buried his head into Song Bai's neck, feeling that he really didn't live up to it.

"I think that if you go to battle in person, you may be called dedicated to your work, and you won't be called a fresh meat by others who only rely on your face."

"If you have such thoughts again, I will take you back to the