Run away after flirting with the male god

Song Bai didn't really want to eat snacks when he was full, and raised his eyelids when he heard what Yang Fan said: "Huh?"

"Please." Yang Fan laughed.

The spicy smell could be smelled across the table, Song Bai turned his head to look at the menu as if nothing had happened, raised his eyelids and said in a low voice, "I'm full."

Yang Fan was not reconciled: "It's too embarrassing, I have been serving you."

Speaking of this, Song Bai raised his eyes from the menu with a complex expression. The meat skewers on the plate were covered with a thick layer of hot sauce. He swallowed involuntarily, picked it up, closed his eyes and ate it all.When he swallowed it, he seemed to lose his voice, the annoying hotness almost came from his heart, Song Bai lowered his head and covered his mouth: "Water..."

"Drink quickly." He had already prepared it.

The local spiciness is amazing, even a little bit of it can make people breathless, let alone put a layer of hot sauce on it, Song Bai couldn't bear it until his eyes started to turn red, but he still didn't make a sound, Yang Fan felt very unhappy and sat down beside him Bian asked, "Why didn't you say you can't eat spicy food?"

"It's just that I don't eat it often."

"Nonsense, why are you like this, you are so different from the you ten years later." While pouring tea while complaining, Yang Fan muttered and suddenly felt a fiery gaze fall on him, bad.

"What ten years later."

Yang Fan shook his hand holding the teacup, and smiled at Song Bai: "I had a dream. I dreamed that ten years later, you would not only have a successful career, but also be handsome and handsome, and many beauties would chase after you."

Song Bai certainly didn't believe this kind of nonsense, he only thought that Yang Fan was a young man with a good-looking appearance or special talents, or he was arrogant or unrestrained, anyway he was arrogant, "You are the one talking nonsense."

"Believe it or not, I'm much older than you." Yang Fan said this with seriousness and half-joking, but his eyes were bright and full of complacency.

The flush on Song Bai's face faded and returned to normal, his throat was numb and dry and he asked, "How old is it?"

Yang Fan made a three-three gesture: "33."

"You are only 22 this year."

Yang Fan didn't want to talk about his age anymore. It would be bad if it was exposed, so he picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Song Bai's mouth: "Eat yours."

Glaring and staring vividly, Song Bai recalled the secret rumors of a few girls in the class, and felt that it would be self-defeating now.

"They said you had plastic surgery."

"I don't have the money to have plastic surgery. They are jealous of my father's beauty and slander me."

Song Bai looked at the almost empty wine bottle on the table, sniffing the smell of alcohol around him. When Yang Fan was drunk and went crazy, he was the most stupid when he was drunk alone. He was a little nervous about doing something bad for the first time: "Eat meat?"

Yang Fan was in a daze and couldn't see clearly. He heard that it was meat and he ate it without opening his mouth, but under Song Bai's apprehensive eyes, he paused and suddenly smiled and rushed over: "You still want to lie to me? How many years of cultivation? Let’s talk.” After speaking, he lay on his chest and didn’t want to move, he climbed up and rubbed his head to find the most comfortable position, “I want to sleep.”

Fortunately, they ate in the private room, and Song Bai did not dare to move his hands. The flesh on his body was curled up and he heard shallow breathing. He remembered that Yang Fan came back very late to take pictures last night, and he slept soundly with his eyes closed. uncomfortable.

Their faces were about to touch each other, Song Bai looked at Yang Fan, who was clean and sleeping well, his heart skipped a beat, his heart was numb, his hands slowly touched the top of the young man's hair, and there was a caressing sound, Yang Fan's hair was medium-length and slightly curly, I heard that it was left for taking pictures, and the fingers were wrapped around the ends of the hair as if they were pulled into his heart. Song Bai felt guilty of being a thief, and he was glad that Yang Fan just slept when he said he would.

What is the purpose of Yang Fan approaching him, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is no purpose, there is no reason that makes sense, is it just to be friends with him, no, good friends?

He noticed that Yang Fan was because of his looks. In fact, not many men can easily accept that boys are so good-looking. Sometimes other boys in the class would joke when Yang Fan was away that one day they would get drunk and fuck him. No, Yang Fan happened to go to class that day, although he was late at the end, it was precisely because of his lateness that he heard the conversation of those men. When he turned his head to look, what he saw was Yang Fan holding one of the men on He was beaten on the ground, his face was fierce and his eyes were red, the boy had a broken rib, his parents went to the principal to ask for an explanation and cheated money, he didn't pay attention to it, but he heard people say that Yang Fan had been recorded as a major demerit during the meal, and then he went to the principal for several nights. I have never seen Yang Fan go back to the dormitory, even if I don't pay attention to it as a roommate, I will notice it, and the dormitory aunt has long been used to it.

When I saw Yang Fan again, his makeup was more...feminine..., he didn't want to use feminine to describe Yang Fan, but there seemed to be no words that could be used accurately for the other party. He saw Yang Fan opened his schoolbag and took out 2 yuan money.

He remembered one time when he went to the counselor's office, Yang Fan was being trained and asked to call his parents. He thought it was inappropriate to go in now, so he stood by the door for a while. care.

That night when he spoke to Yang Fan for the first time, he lowered his head and moved the black USB drive over: "Here is the recording of that day, those people's mouths are very dirty, you can show it to the principal."

I heard that the boy’s compensation did not go as he wished. Originally, the principal would have been very angry if this matter happened. But the reversal of the incident made him even more upset. He defended Yang Fan as the principal. If he wants to make trouble again, he can go to the police station. There is a recording in It's up to everyone to hear whose fault it is.In the end, the matter was left alone. The boy didn't make a demerit, and finally the whole court reported the criticism.

Yang Fan thanked him, and later he found out that Yang Fan had a friend named Jia Wen. He heard that they didn't know each other, but it seemed that Yang Fan's intention was to guard against Jia Wen. At that moment, he found that he was secretly happy.

Sure enough, among men who can speak with their fists, use their mouths less.

He began to pay attention to Yang Fan and where he went, gradually becoming intentional, and when he realized that he was sick, he quickly stayed away. However, after Yang Fan woke up from the small car accident, his enthusiasm for him seemed to be changed, and he was caught off guard.

Licking his mouth, the spicy taste still remained, and Song Bai's pond, which was as calm as stagnant water, finally began to ripple. He put on his shoes and picked up Yang Fan to pay the bill.

"The total is 329 yuan. Would you like to pay in cash or..."

Song Bai motioned the cashier to keep his voice down, "Swipe the card." Turning his head to look at the table with a lot of dishes left, he asked Yang Fan to hesitate for a long time before giving up the idea of ​​packing it back.

Not to mention being disgusted by Yang Fan, if there is no refrigerator in the hotel, you have to throw it away when you take it back.

Yang Fan slept soundly and felt that he was climbing a mountain. Then there was a sudden earthquake and he was so scared that he hugged the big rock quickly. Unexpectedly, the rock was quite warm.

Little did he know that Song Bai was almost breathless by his embrace, and walked for a long time with his neck stuck, and finally couldn't help but patted the buttocks of the person on him a few times: "Yang Fan."

Yang Fan didn't wake up, he whimpered twice and rubbed his neck tighter.

Jia Wen considers himself an excellent young man with a clear distinction between love and hate. Although the person who caused the dry duck to fall into the water was his sister, he is still a family. The score is not good. He has been guarding the second result since the day Yang Fan returned to the hotel. The next day he went to take pictures, but on the third day he couldn't see anyone since early in the morning, and what annoyed him the most was that he also disappeared at the same time, Song Bai, that psychopath!

Why call him crazy, because he never borrows other people's homework to copy!Never borrow!

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't squat to you." Jia Wenzhen squatted on the ground, holding Yang Fan's favorite grapes in his hand, and to express his apology, these are the freshest bunches he bought at the fruit stand!

"Yo Jia Wen, what are you doing? You can't wait for Sister Yang."

Jia Wen glared: "If you say that again, believe it or not, I will smash your teeth."

Some people called Sister Yang purely as a joke, while some people purely out of malice and didn't complain that Yang Fan didn't like to listen to it, and even he got angry when he heard it.

When the sun set in the sky, finally saw the man came back, Jia Wen immediately rushed up to get angry and asked if he could forget friends after having a boyfriend. There is only one word difference between boyfriend and friend, why is the difference so big!

Who wants to receive the cold stare from the neuropathy just after walking in, the so-called talking about people when they see people, talking nonsense when they see people, he dare not go head-to-head with strong people, the fight with Yang Fan back then was to see if he was skinny or not, he would definitely win, In the end, it really proved with actions, blood and tears that people should not be judged by appearances, and I was beaten to the point of crying.

"Where did you go?"

Song Bai glanced over coldly: "Eat."

Jia Wen followed into the house and put away the fruit: "Hmph, wait for me for unfair treatment... Hey, why the hell are you pushing me!"

"Crack!" The door closed.

Jia Wen was sluggishly thinking about his life and realized that he was kicked out, "Damn it! Song Bai, you're crazy!"

The door was opened a crack.

"...You...I..." The scolding was caught, and Jia Wen froze for a long time.

Song Bai cut his hair to lose the gloomy look he had before, and looked at Jia Wen calmly, as if he was about to breathe fire after being disturbed from sleeping.

Jia Wen's back felt cold and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he ran away desperately, walked to the stairs and reminded himself why he should be afraid?Kicking the wall and scolding Song Bai a few words, he decided to go to Jia Jing for comfort.

No matter what Jia Jing said, she was a female elite with a successful career, so she had no interest in dealing with children's affairs.

"I also want to design drawings less dangling in front of me, and play by myself."

"I must not be your real brother."

Jia Jing stood at the door with her hips akimbo: "You were picked up from the trash can in front of our house."

Jia Wen: "Yeah, blah, blah, blah."