twenty two
When Xia Yang went downstairs and came to the living room, he saw Mrs. Tang holding a tablet and browsing Weibo. On the bright screen was the 9-square grid between him and Yuka.
… Well, it’s a bit exciting.
At this time, the other party also saw him and waved to him to come and sit on the sofa.
Xia Yang hesitated for a moment and walked over, deliberately pretending to have discovered a new world: "Eh? Grandma, do you also use Weibo?"
"Well, I'm also in the circle, and you took good photos," Mrs. Tang pointed to his nine-square grid, bypassed the foreshadowing, and made a straight shot and said, "Did you notice my waistcoat?"
"...I discovered it," Xia Yang grinned and could no longer pretend, "It's hard not to discover it. Grandma's ID is too conspicuous."
"Well, this is my newly applied account, exclusive to Cayenne CP fans."
Xia Yang: "..."
Good guy, the gangster circle my grandma was talking about turned out to be the gangster circle.
After a pause, he explained frankly to others: "Grandma, fans are enjoying themselves, you don't need to take it seriously, Yuka and I are just good friends, and we won't speculate on CP just to gain attention. In fact, he... uh, he also has a favorite man in the third dimension. god."
He is your great grandson.
In terms of admiration for the male god, it is much stronger than his wife.
Mrs. Tang closed the tablet and patted his back: "I understand. I just can't bear to see you being demoted. Except for Xiaoyi, no other man is worthy."
Xia Yang was shy and a blush appeared on her face, "Yes, Brother Yi and I are just like peonies and hydrangeas, we are a perfect match~"
From now on, he will be called Xia Mudan, and Han Yi will be called Han Xiangqiu. What an unpretentious new CP name! YYDS!
…
This magazine blockbuster increased Xia Yang's popularity a lot. A week later, advertisers and a variety reality show came to her via Weibo.
One is a certain brand of men's clothing, which has obtained relevant patents such as "bullet separation" and "G health care". It is considered a mid-range product in the men's clothing category.
But Xia Yang declined after seeing the advertising plan.
He couldn't accept stripping down to just a pair of underwear, and then standing under the light for strangers to come up and take pictures.
I don’t even want my plastic husband to say something like “disheveled and immoral” again…
The brand was very sorry about this: "Is it really not negotiable? The main reason is that Mr. Xia, your physical condition is very good, with fair skin, beautiful appearance, thin waist and perky buttocks. It is perfect for filming our brand's advertisement."
"No way," Xia Yang said, "For male pornographic ads, a slim waist and perky butt are not enough. The key is to have eight-pack abs. I obviously don't have enough hardware conditions."
If conditions permit, he would actually like to recommend Han Yi.
I also wanted to take a look at his legendary eight-pack abs.
Compared with commercials, he thinks he can consider appearing on variety shows.
What came to him was an outdoor competition reality show called "Chocolate Jumping Beans", which was recorded locally and lasted for one day.
The content is basically games and sports pk, and the popularity is pretty good.
The person in charge of the program team called him and had a general communication.
"Is your health okay? Can you run, jump, and tear?"
"no problem."
"Outdoor competition may be quite hard, can you bear it?"
"Can."
"If the variety show is not very good, scenes may be cut. Is that acceptable?"
"It's not possible to cut plum blossoms."
"Ang, okay, then I don't have any problems. We'll make an appointment next week for a detailed interview. If there are no problems, we can sign the contract." After chatting with him about business, the person in charge asked curiously, "Why didn't Mr. Xia sign the company?" ?I don’t have an agent, so I have to send you a private message on Weibo.”
I feel like a part-time idol.
Xia Yang was lying on the sofa lazily with his legs hanging down, "It's hard to be a salty fish after you sign with an agent."
principal:"… "
What kind of family, does it have a mine? This is it!
The time for the interview is yet to be determined. During this period, she only needs to wait for news and end the call. Xia Yang felt the need to inform Han Yi, so she got up and went to the next door.
Pushing open the study door, the chair was empty, and the laptop screen was also black. It was obvious that Han Yi was not working here at the moment.
As soon as he exited the room, he saw Fang Ming.
Seeing that he was looking for someone, Butler Fang pointed to the innermost corner of the second floor: "Mr. needs rehabilitation today. At this time, he should be in the rehabilitation treatment room."
After a pause, he added, "But sir, he doesn't like outsiders coming in while he is recovering."
Xia Yang was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "I'm not an outsider, I'm an insider."
Fang Ming: "."
It seems to make sense.
It has been a while since he lived in the Han family. He had only heard about Han Yi's rehabilitation room, but he had never really seen it.
But you don't need to see or think about it to know that it will not be an easy and beautiful thing. Probably because of this, Han Yi does not allow other people to enter that room.
Walking straight along the corridor to the end, the door of the recovery room is open. If you look through the crack in the door, you can see rows of equipment and cranes, which look very tall.
The whole room is like a miniature surgical hospital.
At this time, Han Yi was standing with his back turned, his arms supported on a piece of rehabilitation equipment, and his arm muscles had bulging veins, as if he was trying his best to keep his legs standing.
He wore a sports T-shirt on his upper body, and the clothes wet with sweat clung to his back.
This was the first time that Xia Yang saw a wheelchair-bound man get out of his wheelchair, and it was also the first time that he could clearly see his long legs.
"It's so long!" He widened his eyes and licked his lips.
With such a pair of sexy legs, it would be a huge pity if you can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life!
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a "thud" sound coming from inside. Han Yi couldn't hold on, knocked something over, his whole body tilted, and he almost fell off the equipment.
When Xia Yang saw him, he quickly ran forward and stretched out his arm to hold his body.
"Are you okay, Mr. Han?"
Han Yi turned his head and when he saw it was him, a chill flashed through his dark eyes.
"Who let you in?"
"It," Xia Yang had expected him to ask, and had already thought of the wording. He took out the million-dollar change card from his pocket, held it in front of the man and waved it, "is the power of money. Lead me here to give a little care to those who need warmth."
Han Yi looked cold and looked away: "I don't need care."
"Hey, don't talk about yourself like a stone monkey," Xia Yang curled his lips and taught earnestly, "The book says that rehabilitation requires not only physical training, but also the love and care of family members. I was hired by you. It’s true that we have family members, but we will definitely not be shortchanged if we have what we have.”
Han Yi pursed his lips and still insisted: "I told you I don't need it."
He is like a solitary pine standing tall on a cold high mountain. He only wants to grow in the wind, but refuses to give him the warmth of the sun.
Xia Yang glanced at him twice and sighed: "Okay, then I can only pay you back the money." He rubbed the million-dollar card with his fingertips, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes, "No reward for no work." , I don’t feel at ease if I take your money for nothing, my conscience will hurt if I chew on my old... father.”
Han Yi: "..."
"Then you take the card. I'm going to explain it to grandma now." After saying that, he directly stuffed the card into Han Yi's palm.
As he took a step forward and was about to leave, his arm was suddenly pulled from behind. There was a warmth passing through his wrist, and the force was a little heavy.
"return!"
The strong inertia forced Xia Yang to turn around, but unexpectedly, something got stuck under his feet.
He stumbled into the arms of the man in front of him.
Boom—
He almost knocked over Han Yi and Han Yi's wheelchair.
…Awkward…
The light in front of him dimmed, and his breathing stopped suddenly above his head. His whole face was pressed tightly against the man's chest, and the tip of his nose was painful.
Good, very strong chest muscles. Just feeling them with your face makes you feel that they are not ordinary hard...
The air was still, as if it had become solidified cement. The two bodies remained in this strange posture for almost half a minute. He felt that his shoulder was forcibly pulled up by a big hand.
"How long do you want to lie down?"
"Well… "
After being pulled up, Xia Yang felt a little pain in his lips and jaw, and his teeth felt like they were hit by something, sending bursts of electricity.
He was embarrassed to look directly at Han Yi, and avoided looking down, which was fixed on a certain "scenery" on the man. Xia Yang suddenly widened his eyes.
"...Uh, I should tell you that I'm sorry," he licked his sore mouth, and pointed at the fresh teeth marks on Han Yi's chest, "You, you see, you have to fight with me. Shit, it’s okay now, I accidentally marked you... "
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Han Yi: What does the mark mean
Xia Yang: ABO, you don’t understand! After I bite you, you will only belong to me~