Raised by bigots, I ran away

Yan Yangyang has a strong desire for Su Nanchuan.

Su Nanchuan felt this when he kissed Su Nanchuan for the first time.

They are also men, and Su Nanchuan can keenly feel every change in Yan Qinyang's body.

At that time, he was not ready yet, every time Yan Kangyang's fierce and ferocious, beast-like aura that seemed to swallow him made his heart tremble and fear.

A few times he could feel that Yan Kangyang might do something to him recklessly. Under the tension and fear, his body resisted involuntarily, rejecting Yan Kangyang again and again.

He admitted that he was affected by the incident eight years ago, but Yan Kangyang is the one he loves, and he can do whatever he wants to himself, and Su Nanchuan is actually looking forward to such a thing.But every time something happens, the fear in his body will jump out, making him shrink back and let him escape.

Those few times, watching Yan Yang Mingming's eyes were dyed red by the flames, but still restraining his physical desires because he didn't want to force Su Nanchuan, Su Nanchuan made up his mind to adjust himself and face this kind of thing bravely .

Just now he was tossing and tossing on Yan Hanyang's body non-stop. If it was before, Yan Hanyang might have pressed him down long ago, but Yan Hanyang obviously reacted, but he just hugged him and did nothing.Later, Su Nanchuan couldn't stand himself asking for a kiss, they kissed so fiercely, so passionately, but apart from the kiss, Yan Qingyang's hands were only on his waist and back, and he didn't touch him at all.

In fact, Su Nanchuan discovered this problem a long time ago. Ever since Yan Yang knew what happened eight years ago, every time he kissed and hugged, Yan Hanyang was restrained and polite. Yan Yang didn't move him at all.

Yan Qingyang was wondering what Su Nanchuan understood, and because he understood, he loved him even more.

After Yan Yang left, Su Nanchuan turned off the projector, and left the audio-visual room with a thin blanket in his arms.

Yan Qingyang stayed in the bathroom for almost half an hour before coming out, and Su Nanchuan had already got into the quilt and fell asleep.

The big light in the bedroom has been turned off, only the small light by the bedside is turned on, Su Nanchuan leans sideways, the shadow under the light is quiet and well-behaved.

Yan Qinyang stared at the figure with tenderness in his eyes, walked to the bed and lifted the quilt, and then reached out to hug Su Nanchuan, who had already turned around consciously and threw himself into his arms.

The two immediately intertwined their limbs and lingered together.

Yan Qinyang stretched out his hand and gently covered the top of Su Nanchuan's head, kissing his forehead.

Su Nanchuan called him softly: "Brother."

Yan Yang: "Yes."

Yan Yangyang responded, but Su Nanchuan didn't speak, and called him after a while: "Brother."

Yan Yang: "Good boy!"

"Brother~"

Another call, brother, this time the brother is a little softer than before, sticky and sweet, as if he is acting like a baby.

Yan Qingyang's heart suddenly seemed to be gently hooked by a small hook, numb and itchy, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and his voice hoarse again: "Mmm."

Su Nanchuan suddenly buried her head in his arms and murmured softly.

Yan Yangyang didn't hear clearly, and said in a low voice: "What?"

Su Nanchuan pressed against his chest, feeling the resonance in his chest when he spoke, which made his heart pound. Fortunately, the night covered his blushing face and his expression.

He finally plucked up the courage and spoke again: "You, don't go to the bathroom next time, I, I can help you with your hands."

After the words fell, Su Nanchuan felt a rush of heat and shame from his cheeks all the way to the back of his ears, and then spread along his spine to his whole body.

He buried his face tightly on Yan Qingyang's solid chest, his heart was beating wildly, his whole body was tightly packed, but he didn't notice that the people around him fell behind his words, and he was stunned. .

However, in the next second, Su Nanchuan hadn't dispelled the shame and enthusiasm from his face, he just turned around and felt that he was severely suppressed by the person in front of him.

In the darkness, the person on his body was like a dormant beast, and his hoarse voice rang in the dark room, ringing in Su Nanchuan's ear: "Really?"

Su Nanchuan: "Really."

The next moment, Su Nanchuan felt a hot hand covering the back of his hand.

The hot hand led him down slowly.

Su Nanchuan trembled all over, and his breathing became short of breath.

"elder brother……"

He suddenly looked anxious, his face under the darkness was shy and shy, and he shouted Yan Yang in a panic.

"It's me, I'll help you...not...not you...you..."

Not you help me!

But a sentence was incomplete, Su Nanchuan's mouth was already gagged.

Yan Yang: "Well, help me after you help me."

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At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Su Nanchuan left home and went to the brokerage company first.

Yan Qinyang was going to inspect a certain factory in the suburbs this morning and left early in the morning. At that moment, Su Nanchuan seemed to wake up from a dream, and in a daze, he felt that Yan Qinyang held him in his arms and kissed him passionately.

Su Nanchuan was a little angry at the time, thinking vaguely that last night, he was teased several times by this person. He was obviously exhausted, and he was forced to hold him down and help him several times...

He pushed Yan Qingyang, not wanting him to kiss him, but his wrist was still limp after sleeping all night, and finally he let him make trouble for a while, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard Yan Qingyang whispering in his ear: "Xiao Nanchuan, I'm leaving first, you can sleep for a while, and then let Master Li take you to the company."

He hummed twice, turned around and fell asleep.

Today's schedule for Zhanle is to shoot a MV for a female singer named Yao Yinyin under He Wei. This female singer let Zhanle play a popular song when Zhanle was not popular. Now Zhanle is becoming more popular Yes, this MV was filmed to repay the female singer's favor.

The location of the MV shooting is Yuelai Plaza in the city center in the morning, and Zhongsen Park in the afternoon.

When Su Nanchuan arrived at Yuelai Plaza, Zhanle and the others had just arrived. Because there were stars in Yuelai Plaza, in order to prevent crowding and stampede incidents, it had already been cordoned off.But even so, there were many people onlookers on the third floor and the outer three floors around the square.

Zhan Le is sitting under a big parasol at the moment, listening to the director giving him a lecture, and at the same time letting the makeup artist Xiao Jia do his makeup.

Since the filming of "The Man in the Mirror", Zhan Le's acting skills seem to have suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and he has been promoted all the way. He can complete even challenging films. Yao Yinyin's film is about love and love. The MV is not to mention, but because this MV is presented in the form of a micro movie, and Yao Yinyin knows nothing about acting skills, even though Zhan Le performed very well, because of Yao Yinyin, it was still NG several times.

Yao Yinyin kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for delaying everyone."

Su Nanchuan glanced at Zhan Le, and saw that this man had a cold face, his eyes were impatient and angry, and his emotions were obviously about to turn up, so Su Nanchuan immediately called Xiao Ai over and said, "Xiao Ai, go communicate with the director and let them Take a break for a while."

Xiao Ai was stunned, unable to understand why Su Nanchuan asked her an assistant to communicate, but she went directly to the director without saying anything.

After a while, the director really called a timeout. Zhan Le walked over with a dark face, lay down on the deck chair under the parasol, and cursed in a low voice: "What the hell! What bad acting!"

Su Nanchuan glanced at him and turned his gaze aside.

However, Zhan Le quickly caught his gaze, straightened up from the recliner immediately, and said a little dissatisfied: "What kind of gaze is that, I can't even complain about it?"

Su Nanchuan turned his eyes to his face again, and gave him a blank look.

Zhan Le seemed even more annoyed, clasped the armrest tightly, and said angrily: "If you want to say something, just say it!"

Su Nanchuan paused, and said: "You were still a rookie at that time, and the first song you debuted was a love song sung with the popular female singer Yao Yinyin. Although that song didn't become a big hit back then, it also gained your first batch of fans .”

Zhan Le snorted coldly: "So what? Yao Yinyin just needs a little fresh meat with no flow, and I'm just right."

Su Nanchuan: "The first time you entered the recording studio, the fifth tone was missing the fourth tone. Does Yao Yinyin dislike you? Yao Yinyin will teach you how to pronounce your voice sentence by sentence, word by word, and correct the pronunciation you abducted to grandma's house. Yes, you can say that you don’t like singing and you can’t sing well, you can also say that Yao Yinyin is responsible for her own music, and you can even guess that Yao Yinyin may be picky about you who are tone-deficient behind the scenes But Zhan Le, I hope that in the future, no matter where you are, no matter whether there are people around you, manage your emotions well, this is what you must do as an idol!"

Zhan Le was born in the second generation of the rich, with a self-willed and self-willed personality. He has been escorted all the way from his debut to the present. convergence.

This kind of personality is true temperament at best, and two hundred and five at worst. He puts everything on his face and doesn't know how to conceal his true thoughts. In the entertainment industry, such a personality is too easy to suffer.

Zhan Le actually suffered a lot of dark losses because of this lack of emotion management, and he also lost money because of his background, otherwise he would have been eaten to the bone.

As his executive manager for the past two years, Su Nanchuan knew that Zhan Le was not a bad person, so he wanted to teach him a few more words before leaving, and he had done his duty.

After Su Nanchuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the side regardless of Zhan Le's expression or mood.

Yuelai Square is very large. Ten meters away from their shooting, there is a large fountain surrounded by 24 large white marble pillars. The 24 pillars are one meter high and 50 cm in diameter. Each cross-section is carved with a solar terms.

Su Nanchuan walked to the vernal equinox, staring at the verses about the vernal equinox engraved on the cross-section, at this time the phone suddenly buzzed twice, Su Nanchuan took out the phone from his pocket, and saw the WeChat message he sent to Zhou Qiao yesterday Zhou Qiao only came back now.

After meeting Zhou Qiao and Wang Mo by chance yesterday, when he got home, Su Nanchuan sent Zhou Qiao a WeChat message. He didn't ask anything, but only typed three question marks.

After a night, Zhou Qiao finally replied, with only four words: [It's a long story].

Su Nanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that since he can reply to his WeChat, does this mean freedom of communication?

He lowered his head slightly, and was thinking about what to reply to Zhou Qiao, when suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd not far away.

Su Nanchuan slowly raised his head and looked over, and saw outside the cordon, a rider from a certain regiment in yellow clothes, holding a large bunch of red roses in his hand, pushing towards the front of the crowd with great effort.

The bouquet of red roses was really too big, and the boy on the bike wobbled while holding it like this, causing the onlookers to look at it with their eyes and scream.

A staff member walked over and asked the little brother who he sent the flowers to, and Su Nanchuan heard staff guessing around: "Wow, which fan sent this? For Yao Yinyin or Zhanle?"

"It must have been sent by a male fan, for Yao Yinyin."

"Gendering flowers is still sexist? Why don't we female fans send idol roses?"

Amidst the noisy discussion and noise, the two staff members slowly walked back to the shooting scene carrying the large bouquet of roses.

Su Nanchuan stared at the bouquet of roses, turned around nonchalantly, and typed quickly on the phone.

At this time, the staff suddenly shouted: "Mr. Su, Mr. Su..."

There was only one Teacher Su on the shooting scene. Su Nanchuan turned around slowly, raised his head, and saw that big bouquet of roses appeared in front of his eyes.

Su Nanchuan was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask anything, he saw the staff smiling teasingly.

"Ms. Su, your flower."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-0207:51:12~2021-09-0308:58:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Qingluo Xiaofan Fluttering Firefly; Xianxian is Lan Erge's favorite 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!