Run away after flirting with the male god

Du Nan stopped crying suddenly, and kept his breath stuck in his neck for a long time without turning around.

It would be great if I could find someone as good as Uncle Rong.

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Du Nan's two slightly lighter eyebrows immediately knit together, rolled on the ground and pushed the beer bottle around, with shame and remorse on his face: "How could I think so!"

Then he buried his face in his arms in a daze, as if it was good to think like this...

Du Nan lay on the ground and thought of Yang Jiarong's care for him since he was a child. No matter what mistakes he made, he would let him go. If Chen Yu wanted to beat him, he would definitely go to Yang Jiarong's house to take refuge.

Du Nan couldn't bear to sigh, the old man was strict with his husband, he was very arrogant outside, and when he got home, he obeyed Chen Yu's orders. In his memory, the two had conflicts, but usually they would not have a cold war for more than two God, because there will inevitably be someone who will take the initiative to open the door to chat. The content of the chat is to talk with an open heart. Don't hold back, and admit your mistakes when you should admit your mistakes.

Chen Yu has a bad temper, but outsiders can tell that Du Jiangkang is good. Du Jiangkang still has the blood of a gentleman, but it immediately melts to pieces in front of love + family affection.

Du Nan felt that the two fathers lived in harmony. He never considered his sexual orientation and thought it was good to let nature take its course. So when he found out that he fell in love with Yu Wei, he didn't have so many careful thoughts. What he thought about was to live in the future. The same as the fathers, but unfortunately things backfired.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps walking in the living room, and Du Nan knew it was Yang Jiarong from the frequency.

Looking at the rubbish all over the floor in a panic, he is stupid, and he will definitely hear the crackling after tidying up!

Seeing the sound of footsteps getting closer, Du Nan quickly lay down on the ground and pretended to be asleep. You can't wake me up when I fall asleep, right? Humph.

3, 2, 1... The door was opened carefully, and the footsteps were slowed down.

When Yang Jiarong opened the door, the first thing he saw was the lump lying on the balcony. Du Nan liked furry things, especially blankets since he was a child, so he spread a thick layer of fluffy blankets on the balcony. Unexpectedly, the baby's hobbies have not changed, and while sighing, she has not let go of the scattered beer bottles and the smell floating in the air.Yang Jiarong thought he should know why Du Nan drank suddenly, chuckled a few times and walked over, putting his arm through Du Nan's neck and one hand through his knee to gently hug him up, in order not to let him fall asleep in his sleep. Du Nan rushed to feel uncomfortable, Yang Jiarong let him lean on him, and there was a shallow, almost inaudible breathing sound from his neck.

After returning from the Maldives, Du Nan slept in a separate bed with him, and of course he knew why.

"Drinking secretly." Yang Jirong put one hand on Du Nan's side, and pointed at his fleshy face with the other. He still looked like a teenager, quite immature.

No one responded to these words. Yang Jiarong unbuttoned a suit button to relax himself, lowered his head and slowly approached Du Nan. The outline of his face, his eyes are full of tenderness.

Fans say that he is very affectionate in acting, and even if he is playing a villain, people feel that there are difficulties in his affectionate appearance.Years of acting has been honed a little rough, Yang Jiarong touched Du Nan and rubbed his eye sockets, his lips first fell on Du Nan's soft hair, and then he kissed his forehead, a shallow but affectionate kiss.

The pulp of his fingers touched Du Nan's lips unintentionally, and Yang Jiarong looked at those eyes that trembled from time to time with a smile, but finally did not let the kiss fall.

There was silence in the room after the door closed.

Du Nan closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fingers under the quilt, let go, clenched again, opened his eyes nervously and looked out of the house sideways, the smell of Yang Jiarong seemed to remain on his lips, he was quiet for a while, and sniffed hard. He smelled the smell on the quilt and cried out guilty: "Uncle Rong..."

The weight of Uncle Rong was getting heavier and heavier, and it was pitch black outside the window. Du Nan shrank into the quilt as if watching a horror movie, not daring to stick his head out. He just said Uncle Rong silently in his mouth. Dazed and unable to tell why.

The next day Du Nan showed up at his door with his schoolbag on his back. He knew that Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang were at home.

Chen Yu took a sip of the wine, and the tear moles at the end of his eyes shone with an ambiguous luster: "Who is this, how is the little ancestor doing outside, and how much money did he make back?"

Du Jiangkang coughed hard on the side: "Don't talk too much."

"Get out, I'll teach my son to step aside."

Du Jiangkang just wanted to say that Du Nan is also his son, but he thought that Du Nan's behavior should teach him a lesson, and he glared at his son, ignoring the begging in his eyes, and said, "How are you doing outside, big star."

Du Nan stood there and didn't dare to move. It was the first time he heard the two fathers scold him together.Slowly taking down the schoolbag and opening it, he took out the Pu'er tea he bought and put it on the table: "Dad, Dad, you like to drink Pu'er tea."

Chen Yu didn't like this. He crossed Erlang's legs with his long legs, and asked Du Jiangkang with his chin propped on his right hand: "If there is nothing wrong with the script, I won't change it."

"How dare I say that there is something wrong with the script you wrote. If you don't change it, you can rest well."

Seeing that his parents ignored him, Du Nan's eyes were reddened.

"Dad, I know I was wrong."

"Ayu, how about..."

"piss off."

Du Jiangkang was flushed again, so he shut up with peace of mind.

Du Nan's voice became more aggrieved: "Father, I shouldn't have run away from home, and I shouldn't have suddenly returned home to make an irrational decision."

Afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

Chen Yu slammed the script onto the tea table with a slap, and said with a sneer, "If you are used to it, you will go to heaven, right? When you get older, your wings will harden, and you will spread your wings and fly high, right?"

Du Nan came closer: "Dad."

"I said it in front of your father at the beginning, if you go out of this door, don't come back if you have the guts. Why, come back now?"

Du Nan sniffed because he really felt that he lived too freely in the United States before, and was forced by dreams, so that he felt powerless to face the fierce struggle when he returned to China: "Dad, I was ignorant at the time. I really knew that I was wrong. I shouldn't have done it." Talking back to you is still stubborn."

"Okay, okay, the children have admitted their mistakes." I used to be a little doll, but now I'm in my 20s in the blink of an eye. Du Jiangkang remembered that Du Nan ran away from home after eating a meal as soon as he came home. He was so angry. But more is reluctance.Du Nan has always been soft-tempered and refrained from causing trouble since he was a child, and now he finally talked back once and learned a lesson. He touched Chen Yu's hand unwillingly, and said in a low voice, "Look at his sincerity, so what."

"Want to sleep on the sofa tonight?" Chen Yu asked with a sneer.

"what?"

Chen Yu exudes low pressure all over his body: "If you are capable, you dare to run away from Yang Jiarong, and you dare to give up your future for a man, right?" He raised his hand and threw the script out, no one saw how the script flew out, and so on. When Du Jiangkang saw it, it had already hit his son, and at the same time, an angry male voice came from his ear, "Kneel for me!"

Turning his head to see Chen Yuqi's fist turned white, Du Jiangkang didn't want to talk anymore.

Chen Yu really loves this child, otherwise, according to his temperament, he would have done it long ago and still need to waste his tongue?

Du Nan panicked when she heard the last sentence, and subconsciously retorted: "I didn't..."

"Not yet?!" Chen Yu was furious and threw the ashtray over without thinking.

The ashtray was smashed, and Du Jiangkang immediately stood up, but it was a pity that he didn't stop him.

Du Nan panicked for a moment, seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he wanted to carry it over, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he turned around half a circle, and then he was hugged into a familiar embrace, with a thumping sound as if he was being hit on the flesh. No, not his own flesh.

"Uncle Rong." Why is he here?

"Yang Jiarong, get out of the way. If I don't let him develop a memory today, his surname will not be Chen!" Chen Yu was impatient, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to smack his son.

Du Nan was originally afraid of Chen Yu, but now he couldn't care about anything else with this posture, and hid behind Yang Jiarong, crying, "Uncle Rong, my father is going to beat me!"

"Eh, forget it." Yang Jiarong protected Du Nan with one hand, and blocked Chen Yu with the other.

Du Jiangkang also quickly pulled Chen Yu: "Calm down."

Four men play one play, and the living room is full of smoke before giving up.

Even when Du Nan was sitting on the sofa, he habitually hid behind Yang Jiarong. He knew that Chen Yu was trying to reduce his sense of existence because of a volcanic eruption, but he still had to say: "Daddy, little daddy, I really know I was wrong." Now, I won't be willful in the future."

"Come out from behind your Uncle Rong!" Chen Yu recited the Diamond Sutra silently in his heart, lamenting that raising a son is so fucking hard.

Du Nan poked his head out: "Dad, are you still beating me?"

So the very serious environment was punctured by Du Nan's words, and Chen Yu's face collapsed and he said coldly: "No more fights."

Du Nan let out a sigh of relief, and then sat down honestly. But in case Chen Yu didn't mean anything, it was safer for him to sit next to Yang Jiarong. Du Jiangkang sold his son at a critical moment, and the thief looked down on him.

"Dad, how do you know I'm back?"

Chen Yu snorted: "A big man stands at the door and turns around, thinking we are blind?"

Du Nan had no doubts anymore, and obediently explained the little matter of first love clearly.

Yang Jiarong silently acted as a messenger to protect the grass.

After hearing Du Nan's description, Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang's faces turned black into carbon. This time, Chen Yu didn't need to greet him. Du Jiangkang just slapped him. The strength of a man hitting a man must be different. Yang Jiarong didn't expect Du Jiangkang to make a move and didn't stop him for a while. Du Nan covered his head and immediately hid behind him: "Father."

"If you hide and hide, you know how to hide behind your Uncle Rong. What about in the future!"

Du Nan was also taken aback, and said loudly, "Uncle Rong said he would protect me for the rest of my life."

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe, so Yang Jiarong hurriedly smoothed things over: "They have already broken up at this meeting, they beat and scolded, you calm down, Du Nan has been frightened by you since he was a child, who is to blame for this temper?"

The two middle-aged men looked at each other, and Chen Yu said, "Your liking for men may be the reason we are parents."

"No, I like men by nature." Du Nan spoke in a low voice behind Yang Jiarong.

Yang Jiarong put his arms around him to comfort him, and he had to always be on guard against the two parents who were prone to explosion.

Chen Yu was expressionless: "It was also subtly influenced by our influence. Since you didn't mess around outside, Yu Wei's incident should be a lesson for you. I don't want this to happen a second time. If it happens again."

Du Jiangkang answered with a black face: "You just take your household registration book and get out of the house."

At night, Chen Yu couldn't sleep on the bed, touched Du Jiangkang's waist and asked, "Are you talking too harshly, Xiao Nan's temper is too weak, maybe you scolded him sadly."

"Sad? Damn I'm the only one who made me sad. I'm so mad." But the movement of the hand was not angry, and he grabbed the hand on his waist and lowered it to urge, "Hurry up!" Ah, don't dawdle."

"Let's have some fun."

"Fart, just give me a little tap and you'll be able to repay the sentiment."

Chen Yu took off his clothes and kissed her directly, there would be a lot of flirting, the old couple was the most shameless.

When Du Jiangkang was forced by Chen Yu to say some rambunctious words, he thought to himself: What is the face? I have lost it a long time ago.

The two of them were burning firewood here, and Du Nan in the next room heard his ears blushing. Considering that the guest room at home had not been cleaned up, he ran to the first floor with a pillow in his arms to "boom, boom, boom."

"Uncle Rong, it's not convenient to sleep upstairs, can I sleep with you?"

Looking at Du Nan's appearance, Yang Jiarong knew what was going on. He glanced at the top of his head and felt that the two couples were really old and unscrupulous. He just turned around when he got angry, and he didn't even think about it. His son was sleeping next door. He patted the bed and said: I wouldn't be able to sleep here even if it wasn't raining today, so come in."

Du Nan closed the door lightly, climbed onto the bed and looked at Yang Jiarong: "Uncle Rong, do your hands hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it hurts a lot more when I was filming." The bruise on his wrist is not worth talking about, and he doesn't even bother to talk about it.

But Du Nan climbed out of bed and went out to search for a long time, found a medicine bottle, came in, grabbed Yang Jiarong's hand seriously, touched the rough hand and said, "Thank you, Uncle Rong."

"Thank you to me? It should be."

Du Nan rubbed the medicine slowly, and asked blankly, "Uncle Rong, I'm already an adult, even if I get beaten up by my father, I'm fine."

"How often do you hide behind me? I'm used to it. You know it's useless once you hide behind your father with your eyes. You still get spanked and it's a couple double fight."

Du Nan said: "My little dad gave me as a pet to my big dad, just to make him happy."

"If your little dad hears this, he will definitely come down and beat you up."

Du Nan raised his eyebrows: "He's been crushed by Daddy now, so he has no time to control me." After the medicine was ready, he leaned up to snort, and suddenly said in a daze, "Uncle Rong, are you Like me."

Yang Jiarong raised his eyes and glanced at Du Nan casually. Thanks to his natural soft temper, he didn't show any problems. He rubbed Du Nan's forehead affectionately, just like when he was a child: "Uncle Rong likes you."

There are many meanings of liking, and it depends on how Du Nan understands it, whether it is exactly the same as what he thinks in his heart.

Du Nan's heart fluttered up and down in his chest, he took a breath of medicine and wine, turned around and lay down on the bed, muttering about going to sleep, but Yang Jiarong didn't force him, he turned off the light and went to sleep.

"Uncle Rong, I hide behind you, my little dad looks down on me very much."

Yang Jiarong pretended not to understand the temptation in the child's words, rubbed his hair in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Whenever you no longer need Uncle Rong, Uncle Rong will not protect you."

In terms of acting skills, Yang Jiarong got full marks, so when Du Nan heard his voice, his heart softened. He was still hesitating and cleared his mind in an instant before returning to his place. He leaned against the man and whispered: "No, I have to hide for a lifetime." That is to say, after thinking about the life without Yang Jiarong for a while, he felt unbelievable and unimaginable, and he couldn't stand it.

After staying at home for a few days, Du Nan went back to Yang Jiarong, because there was no place to sleep at home and it was not suitable for playing the piano.

Yang Jiarong was not at home these few days when he went out to attend a press conference for some movie, so he lost some pocket money to Du Nan and let him handle it by himself.

Du Nan thought it was embarrassing to still take money from his elders when he was in his 20s, but thinking about Chen Yu not returning the card to him, he cheekily stuffed the Grandpa Mao on the table into his pocket, comforting himself in a low voice: "I'll pay Uncle Rong after the western restaurant pays the wages, um."

However, the monthly salary of the western restaurant is not as much as the pocket money given by Yang Jiarong...

Coming back from get off work in the evening just in time for the newly released entertainment news, there must be Yang Jiarong and Du Nan happily holding half a watermelon on the sofa as a king.

The reporter's interview questions were normal at the beginning, but then they got off the mark.

"It is rumored on the Internet that you and Zheng Xiaoxuan are having a secret relationship. You are smiling today, wondering if something good is coming?"

"Cut, how can my Uncle Rong fall in love with someone like Zheng Xiaoxuan." Before he was abroad, he heard from his classmates that he saw Zheng Xiaoxuan hugging a rich businessman from a crooked country at a certain beach. It was reported that it was probably public relations.

How could someone as awesome as Uncle Rong fall in love with Zheng Xiaoxuan?Isn't this nonsense!I still kissed myself that day.

Anyway, Du Nan ate the watermelon angrily. He felt that Zheng Xiaoxuan was ugly all over, and he felt uncomfortable. He turned on his mobile phone and used the trumpet to comment on the most popular gossip [Zheng Xiaoxuan is not worthy of Yang Jiarong] The actress wants to get married when she is old This is understandable, but one should not rely on Yang Jiarong.

With watermelon stuffed in his mouth, Du Nan puffed up his cheeks and looked around the room. If there is another hostess in this house in the future, can he still come here?If Uncle Rong likes men, he won't be able to be the host, let alone come by himself.

"I'm so bored." Distraught, Du Nan turned off the TV, ran barefoot to the piano, closed her eyes and played the piano for a long time.When he flicked his fingers and felt numb, he ran back to watch the news, but he didn't understand if the people in the comments were blind. He had heard a lot about Zheng Xiaoxuan's scandal, and all he heard was true, "Huh!" Du Nan didn't realize that he was full of resentment now and didn't have the elegance of a little piano prince. He lay on the coffee table and stared blankly at the piano. The one with excellent sound was bought for him by Yang Jiarong.

"Uncle Rong..." He covered his ears and felt uncomfortable. On the one hand, he felt strange, but on the other hand, he knew that this emotion was called jealousy.

He was in a bad mood and even had an unpleasant conversation with the piano. I had a conversation with Du Nan once, thinking that he could not stand the stimulation of public opinion on the Internet at a young age, so he quickly gave him a day off, "Just one day, take a good rest, there are still many People like you."

"Thank you, manager." Du Nan bowed deeply, put on her schoolbag and ran home, thinking that no matter how many people liked me, I was not as much liked by Uncle Rong.

Several times he wanted to comment: Yang Jiarong secretly kissed me at night, do you know that!

But he really didn't have the guts to say it, so he finally yelled a few words from the bottom of his heart.

Coincidentally, Yang Jiarong came home that day, wearing home clothes and reading the script at home to highlight the key points. Du Nan saw the cover and knew it was a scene of the two fathers. He heard that the filming took a long time, so he put down his schoolbag and asked, "Uncle Rong, are you Or stay at home for a long time."

"Yeah, this scene is going to be filmed in many places, so you should take care of yourself at home."

Du Nan leaned on Yang Jiarong's thigh, and the aggrieved feeling in his heart could cripple him. He asked, "Uncle Rong, do you like Zheng Xiaoxuan?"

Yang Jiarong looked away from the script and said, "I don't like it, it's impossible for me to talk to her."

"Oh, I think it's the same. It's impossible for Uncle Rong to like him."

Yang Jiarong had long legs, Du Nan hugged his thigh and added a leg pendant, he patted Du Nan's head and said deeply: "Uncle Rong already has someone he likes."

Du Nan's ears perked up: "Who is it?"

"I seem to have told him, maybe he doesn't remember."

Now that Du Nan understood, she lay on Yang Jiarong's lap and looked up at him for a while, then patted her buttocks and ran upstairs without ever coming down.

Yang Jiarong thought that he was either blushing and pretending to be asleep or he was really sleepy. When he went upstairs, he deliberately slowed down, but when he opened the door, he found that the person was on his bed with only half of his head exposed. He asked, "Did you sleep?"

There was a light reply from the quilt: "No."

"Go to bed early, don't you have to go to the store to play the piano tomorrow?"

Du Nan watched Yang Jiarong go to bed, then immediately turned over and lay down on him, wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, met his Uncle Rong's eyes, and added that he was naked, Du Nan pursed his lips and looked at him and said : "Take a day off tomorrow without going to work."

Seeing that he dared to look at him, Yang Jiarong smiled, but when he found that Du Nan was naked, his eyes fell on Du Nan's face: "Why don't you wear clothes?"

"Because I want to help Uncle Rong." Du Nan didn't know where his courage came from. He straightened up and rubbed against the man's crotch, slowly unbuttoned Yang Jiarong's clothes and asked holding his breath, "Uncle Rong, what are you doing?" like me?"

"This liking is different from what I asked before, Uncle Rong, do you like me?"

Yang Jiarong held the hand that was unbuttoning his clothes, and indulged, "My answer is the same from the beginning to the end."

Du Nan laughed. He felt that Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang raised him so weakly and it was not without advantages. The advantage was that they were bold. Yang Jiarong's chest let out a soft cry, "Uncle Rong."

With such a small cabbage lighting a fire in your arms, how can a homosexual bear it?is a person? ?

Yang Jiarong's reaction was very honest, but he still lifted Du Nan's chin soberly first. The child's eyes were watery, and his cheeks were slightly red, probably because of embarrassment. His breathing was a little short, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "You Have you thought about whether your liking for me is the same as your liking for Wei?"

"It's different." Du Nan tilted his head and leaned on the back of the man's hand, and quickly replied, "I want to take Uncle Rong as my own, and Yu Wei is just a passer-by in my life. When it's over, it's really over. To be nostalgic, but I don't want Uncle Rong to go there, not at all, I want Uncle Rong to belong to me."

Not to mention, this is really what Chen Yu taught people to say.

"You figured it out."

Du Nan lowered his head in embarrassment, and silently used the small tent he built to build another big tent, and said, "I think so clearly."

Yang Jiarong turned around and pressed Du Nan under his body. Under the dim light, his muscular figure became more three-dimensional. He kissed Du Nan and carefully tore and tossed, "For the first time, I don't want to hurt you."

Du Nan told the truth without dying: "It doesn't matter if you hurt me."

What is collapse is probably Yang Jiarong's mood now, Xiaobaicai is not white at all and will take the initiative to do foreplay, his shy expression is the same as usual, but his technique is not at all similar and extremely bold.

Yang Jiarong watched silently, feeling very complicated.Who said that Du Nan is soft-tempered, and he has the same virtue as Chen Yu, the difference is that he attacks and suffers.

"Hmm... Uncle Rong..." Du Nan blushed, and moaned when the man entered, and was immediately thrown into a storm and couldn't recover.

When Du Nan woke up, he looked at the arm passing under his neck and snorted softly.

Yang Jiarong hugged him from behind: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Du Nan was too shy to look back at Yang Jiarong.

This made Yang Jiarong laugh, he said not to be honest, but he blushed afterwards, he didn't know who was so heroic last night, the contrast was a bit big, he almost thought that Du Nan had two personalities up.

Chen Yu is the only one who can teach Du Nan so straightforwardly, but Du Nan is only straightforward on the bed.

One day off is not enough to rest, so Du Nan called and asked for a few more days off.Yang Jiarong carried him into the living room and turned on the TV for him to watch, and knelt down on one knee to put socks on for him.

Du Nan especially enjoyed it, it was a bit like the keyhole was finally inserted into the keyhole that had been empty for a long time, or he was finally eating the food he had dreamed of for a long time.Grinding one foot between Yang Jiarong's legs, he said, "Uncle Rong, I like you."

Yang Jiarong actually doesn't really want to talk about love when he is old, but he knows that he and Du Nan just started, and Du Nan has a lot of temptations to see what he wants, so he holds that foot and rubs it between his legs : "I like you more than you like me."

"I don't read much, so don't make sentences with me."

Yang Jiarong said: "Who said before that I read a lot."

"Uncle Rong, you are annoying." Du Nan put on his socks and threw Uncle Rong aside, walked to the piano and raised his hand, gracefully landed on the keyboard, and then poured out moving notes like water.Yang Jiarong stood aside and watched, watching Du Nan play the piano confidently.

"This is "Dream of Love", isn't it?"

Du Nan had an expression of "You are not good enough": "I give the piano piece "Dream of Love" by the romantic master Liszt to Uncle Rong." Enthusiasm and then to □□, which embodies the desire and pursuit of love, he wants to give this song to Yang Jiarong, "I will only play it for you alone."

Yang Jiarong felt that Du Nan's love words were also quite awesome, so he immediately supported his buttocks and let him sit on the piano: "Uncle Rong likes your other way of playing the piano."

"In what way?"

Yang Jiarong rolled his eyes around Du Nan's body, and then kissed him.

Du Nan was startled and couldn't help but leaned back. He pressed his fingers on the black and white keys and made an abrupt and piercing piano sound, which he instantly understood.

Du Nan lived an inhuman life like this for a few days, sluggishly watching TV on the sofa, and would no longer enjoy the gossip news.

During the commercial break, X Piao Piao's commercial was broadcast. He leaned on the man's stomach and smacked his lips: "Uncle Rong, what am I to you?"

Yang Jirong patted his head, thinking: Little cabbage?

Du Nan sighed: "Uncle Rong, I am your little belly, belly."

"Yes, it's a belly."

The small belly is not enough, Du Nan said again: "It's still your leg pendant."

Yang Jiarong acquiesced in all of Du Nan's childish behaviors, hugged him and rubbed his head and said softly, "Uncle Rong is just your leg pendant."

"Ok!"

"Uncle Rong, I really like you."

There was a helpless sigh in the air: "Uncle Rong knows."

"I don't tell lies."

"Uncle Rong knows, Uncle Rong likes you too."

"Um……"

(End of the article)

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