Run away after flirting with the male god

Many of the content on Weibo are pictures of hugging with beautiful men and women. You praise me for being good-looking, and I praise you for being beautiful, but no one chats much in private.Yang Fan frowned at the messy plastic surgery face and was very annoyed. After he was signed, he handed over his Weibo password. At that time, his agent cleaned it up. In fact, re-registration is also possible, but he can’t let go of hundreds of thousands of fans. On a quantitative basis, you must know that none of his 20 followers were bought with money. After more than ten years, he saw his homepage again after more than ten years. It was very uncomfortable to see him in a different mood.

He thought for a while, maybe the old uncle blushed when he saw the absurd things about him when he was young.

Yang Fan looks down on plastic surgery from the bottom of his heart, but he can't remember exactly why he was with her/them. He refreshed and saw a few sharp chins. He unfollowed them all by the way, and unfollowed them all when he opened the watch list. More than 200 Followers deleted it in a blink of an eye.He played for a long time without hearing Song Baina's movement, he raised his foot and kicked Song Bai and asked, "Why don't you say a word."

It's okay if you don't look at it, Yang Fan raised his head and looked over for a while, his panties were folded into small tofu cubes and they were placed on top of the tofu.

"Since we are friends, I can't let you be so lazy." Song Bai looked calm, lowered his head and stubbornly smoothed the folds on the fabric, the tips of his hands were hot, and Yang Fan was only wearing a pair of underwear in his mind. Standing in front of the mirror, after thinking about it for a while, he thought of many parts that shouldn't be, Song Bai quickly moved his hands away, pretending to be calm, "I'm going to take a bath."

"... Oh oh." Yang Fan threw away his phone and leaned over to see that it was really tofu cubes. He heard the rustling sound of water flowing in his ears. He turned his head and remembered that this was not a five-star couple's room, but an ordinary standard room.

The light was dazzling, Yang Fan turned off the chandelier in the middle, leaving only the dim and soft lights around him. He recalled that his first time with Zhang Bo happened in the hotel, and the days after the age of 22 were full of Zhang Bo’s shadow. Is it because the actor is too good at acting or he is too eager for a love, it has been too long and he can't remember it all, maybe he doesn't want to remember it at all.

His first love was a girl, and he hated homosexuality because of his uncle's incident when he was young, but one day, his first love joked with him: "I'm really afraid that one day you will be abducted by other men."

He was very surprised at the time: "How could it be?"

"I feel inferior when I'm with you. I'm a girl and I don't want to see my boyfriend prettier than me. Don't be angry when I say that."

The atmosphere became depressed, and the strings in his mind immediately tightened: "What do you mean?"

The first love smiled: "Let's break up, I'm very small-hearted, you are very good to me but I thought about it, I have no future with you." There was meaning in these words, and he understood.

He, Yang Fan, has no house, no car, and no parents. How many years will he have to work hard to be able to support his family? If he has children in the future, who will take care of them?

The second girlfriend said, "I don't want to have to protect you from bad guys."

The third is an Internet celebrity, and later found out that a woman is not the first time and not only his male 'friend'.

"Oh, I wish I had your nose and eyes. You spent a lot of money on it, right?"

The fourth girlfriend was a bit strong and wanted to adopt him: "You marry into my family, anyway, you have no relatives, my mother hopes that my child will have my last name."

Later, he played the male third in a play, and Zhang Bo's concern for him made him feel a little suspicious. Could it be that he is really gay?Zhang Bo's approach is step by step, making it impossible to pick any thorns. He keeps a distance and even keeps in mind that the company contract cannot have a partner during the contract period. He is an idol and likes women, but does he really like women?

Asking himself if he hated Zhang Bo, he touched his heart and shook his head.

"My life has just begun."

A few minutes later, Song Bai came out wiping his head. His hair was wet and dripping on his forehead. Yang Fan moved his eyes and clicked his mouth: "It's so thick, like a watermelon head." He had an expression that you are really ugly to me.

Song Bai's face was red from the smoke, and he went straight to the mirror to blow his hair.

Yang Fan watched it become unkempt and immediately decided on one thing: "Go cut your hair tomorrow."

"The hair isn't long and doesn't block the eyes, so I'll cut it when I get back."

"No, you have to think about your friend's eyes."

Song Bai was stunned: "Really ugly? I think the grandpa who cut his hair said it looks pretty."

Yang Fan snorted a few times, walked up to him barefoot, raised his hand, raised his forehead and grabbed a lot of hair. Song Bai was 187, and he had to look up when he was 182. There was a gap of 5 centimeters.

"grandfather?"

Song Bai took his hand to signal to let him go, nodded and smiled at the same time, showing a look of admiration that even his facial features softened a lot: "He is my grandfather's comrade in arms, and he was a famous scissorsman in the army back then. They have many heroic battles."

Yang Fan was not interested in those things about the army. Looking at Song Bai's appearance, he must have been brainwashed since he was a child. He leaned over and nodded his forehead and said, "It has something to do with your hair. No wonder you still don't have a girlfriend. To the ground to drop dregs."

The light was dim, and Song Bai's facial features were blurred by the backlight, and the contours of his face were clearly hidden in the darkness. He looked at Yang Fan and said, "I haven't caught my eye yet."

"Then tell me what you like?"

This question stumped Song Bai. Before he thought about starting a family and starting a business, he was led into Yang Fan's pit and couldn't get out without knowing it. Big money, in fact, I have a lot of savings for her to use. If I can get married, I must turn in all my cards. Just don’t spend too much money. When the time comes, I can’t make money to keep up with her spending speed. Others If you have a good character, you must honor my grandparents." Adding a sentence at the end is a disguised explanation, "I see that many girls in the class spend more than they spend and love to compare themselves. My grandfather will definitely not recognize such a granddaughter-in-law."

Yang Fan was amused, and happened to turn his head to see the shadow on the ground. Song Bai stood straight and even the shadow was straight. He lifted the opponent's vest and flicked it with a 'snap': "What about the appearance?"

Song Bai didn't even have a first love, and even though his IQ was superior, his EQ might still be negative. He looked at the two in the mirror as if he was hugging Yang Fan, and said calmly, "Let's see."

The topic was obviously casual, but it was very serious. Yang Fan couldn't hold back his laughter for a long time, and went to take a bath all the way, leaving Song Bai standing there wondering.

What's up with him.

When Yang Fan came out of the shower, Song Bai had already crossed his hands to prevent his stomach from going to sleep. His clothes were neatly folded on the other bed, as were his shoes.Yang Fan felt that Song Bai was unnecessary, so why did he sleep in two beds?

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, he threw the towel aside, lifted Song Bai's quilt, and sneaked in quickly, "It's still early, let's chat."

"It's getting late." Song Bai moved to the side.

"It's only 10 o'clock too early." Yang Fan leaned over while talking.

Song Bai didn't expect Yang Fan to really sleep on another bed tonight. He squinted his eyes and half pushed and half gave him half of the seat, his ears chattering non-stop. He remained calm and slept straight for about half an hour. Stopped, bluffed and yawned several times, showing a quiet expression as if unconscious.

"I don't like to be in close contact with people." Song Bai looked at the ceiling and said in thought.

"It's too cold alone." Yang Fan hummed twice, sounding very aggrieved, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Song Bai asked, "Why is it cold?"

"Heart……"

The noisy environment just came down suddenly, Song Bai tilted his head and carefully held the hand that Yang Fan had administered the IV, "Yang Fan?" In return, the other party moaned in annoyance and his face was full of small emotions.

It still makes people feel good after falling asleep.

I wanted to move that hand away from my chest, but I didn't want to let go after holding it. This hand is very beautiful, and the moonlight shines on it through the window, showing a halo of cold white, and the black and blue on the back of the hand is even more eye-catching. It felt very skinny in his hand, Song Bai slowly put it into the thin quilt, his eyes were deep and silent like a pool of water without waves.Watch quietly until the bell rings 11 outside.

"You're really alive...you're really noisy." After thinking about it, only the word "noisy" can be matched with Yang Fan.

Is it a compliment or a derogation, the corners of Song Bai's mouth curled up and his eyes were retracted naturally, it was probably a compliment.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Fan took Song Bai and trotted all the way through the whole street and finally found a barber shop. Without saying a word, he put Song Bai on the chair and greeted the barber: "Cut him a simple and simple man's head without bangs." Don't have a hairstyle, don't have a hairstyle, don't have a hairstyle." The important thing must be said three times, and Song Bai will not be given a chance to refuse.

The barber smiled at the customer's hairstyle and said, "The hairstyle of the Little Tigers, young man."

After the bird's nest was cut, Song Bai was not used to looking at himself in the mirror and always felt his head was empty. He grabbed a handful and said, "It will be very convenient to wash your hair."

Yang Fan glanced at him: "It's also convenient to see people."

There were less than two days left in the 7 days, and another day was dedicated to taking photos. Yang Fan scratched his fingers and decided to eat delicious food on the last day. At a snack shop, when he was eating meat skewers, he remembered that Song Bai didn't seem to like spicy food, so he rolled his eyes with hot sauce and put it in front of the other party: "Please eat."