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"I have also considered this issue." Xia Yang said seriously.
Whether it's love or marriage, a happy relationship should be upright and walk in the sunshine and receive blessings.
He doesn't want to be cautious every day, whether there are paparazzi or cameras around him when hugging or kissing.
"How about... tentatively deciding on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year?" He discussed with his eyelashes trembling slightly.
"It's your birthday on the sixth day of the lunar month," Han Yi took his hand and clasped his fingers together, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "A good day is suitable for an official announcement."
"Really~" Xia Yang smiled, paused for two seconds, and then said, "But before that, I have something important to do."
"What's up."
"Go and confess to my agent first."
Han Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him: "If you find it difficult, then I will talk to him."
"No, I can," Xia Yang squeezed the back of Han Yi's hand with her fingers, "Because I like it, I can face all difficulties."
He should confess sooner rather than later. As soon as he got home that night, he called his agent.
There was a lot of commotion on the other side of the receiver, and I didn’t know which drinking party the other party was hanging out in at this point.
"Brother Qi, is it convenient for you? I have something to tell you."
"We are talking about something outside," Qile said, "Okay, you speak, be concise and to the point."
"I'm married." Xia Yang said, as simply as possible.
"Okay, I know... what the hell???" The manager hesitated, his voice suddenly raised an octave, and the following words popped out one after another like a machine gun, "You're married! When did that happen? Did I hear it correctly? , did you drink too much or did I drink too much."
"You heard that right, I didn't drink too much, I've been married for a year."
Agent: “…”
broker:"!"
For a moment, it felt like my brain was wrapped in a ball of yarn.
"But didn't you say before that your family doesn't allow you to fall in love?" He suddenly recalled that Xia Yang had rejected the romance drama he recommended for this reason.
"Yes, because my husband and I have arranged a baby wedding, so my family won't let me have sex with anyone else. As soon as we pass the legal age, we will be in love!"
Agent: "..."
Seen it.
What a wealthy and willful parent, they arranged a baby marriage for two boys.
Don’t you think it’s a pity that two excellent genes cannot participate in the birth of life
He held his chin that was about to drop in shock, and was confused for a while before he managed to pull his thoughts back: "Then who is your husband? He is also a popular celebrity, even if there is an earthquake."
"No," Xia Yang said, "He is Han Yi, who recently recorded a variety show with me. He is an amateur."
"Su..." The manager took a breath, and his brain was shocked again. He waited for a while before speaking again, with a hoarse voice, "Yang, that's not called an amateur. Anyone who dares to say that he is a vegetarian doesn't even have to agree with me."
"Oh?" Xia Yang expressed confusion, "What should I call it, a naughty person?"
Agent: “…”
Agent: "Call me boss, call me god."
The degree of shock is definitely no less than that of top-tier people.
Now that I think about those things that I couldn't understand before, suddenly they all make sense.
Why is it that Xia Yang can still accept the Genting Group's luxury cruise promotional video, which has been shown on the big screen in the central squares of major first- and second-tier cities in China for a month
Why can his small studio with nothing get investment from cross-industry giants
Why did his first movie have such a good production team? I heard that the director even added effective scenes specifically for him.
That's it, that's it.
On the importance of marrying a good husband.
"Thank you for telling me in advance. I will go back and make a public relations plan for you right away. If Mr. Han has any ideas or opinions, you can always come to me. I am always online and can be contacted at any time." The agent said quickly.
Xia Yang was startled: "Okay. That's hard work, brother."
"It should!"
Confession doesn't seem to be hard either. There were no tears or storms as expected. The manager seemed to have a different attitude after hearing that his husband was Han Yi.
Just bizarre!
No matter what, a big stone finally fell to the ground. Xiayang put down her phone, got up and ran to the next door.
"I've done it! Han Yi!" He excitedly opened the bedroom door and shouted.
There was no one in the huge room, and there was a tie thrown on the sofa. He paused for less than half a second when he suddenly heard the sound of shower water coming from a certain direction behind him.
Xia Yang followed the sound and saw that the light was on in the bathroom. The door was not closed tightly, leaving a very thin crack open. Han Yi should be taking a bath inside.
The sound of the rushing water seemed to have some strange magic power, making his mind involuntarily conjure up pictures of beautiful spring scenery.
For a strong man like Han Yi, with broad shoulders and a broad back, and slender legs, Chi Guo's body lines should be sexy and healthy!
He was about to sketch out some detailed parts of the picture, so he quickly stopped thinking about it and shook his head to wave away the colored things.
But then I thought again, they are now in a serious relationship as husband and wife, and even doing that is protected by the law, let alone intracranial self-inflicted pleasure.
After some self-coaching, my mind gradually became more open-minded. Suddenly, a bad idea came to my mind.
He ran back to his room, took out a piece of soap from the sink, then tiptoed back to Han Yi's bathroom door, reached through the slightly open door and threw the piece of soap out.
"Crack" - the soap fell to the ground.
He couldn't see the reaction of the person taking a shower inside. He could only hear a low inhale mixed with the sound of shower water.
"Pick up the soap, Han Yi!" Xia Yang covered her mouth and snickered, unscrupulously playing tricks on her man.
The people inside didn't speak. Soon, the bathroom door was pushed open from the inside with a "click" sound, and the sound of water was still running.
Imagining Han Yi's expression at this time, Xia Yang laughed so much that his stomach hurt. He giggled for a while before going back to his bedroom.
Half an hour later, the door was pushed open from the outside. When he looked up, Han Yi walked in.
"Huh? Have you finished washing?" Xia Yang raised an eyebrow, remembering the prank of "picking up soap" just now.
"Finished washing." Han Yi pursed his lips slightly, "Return the things you received to the owner, and return the soap."
"Hahahaha, you're so polite," Xia Yang couldn't help laughing again, and raised his hand to point to the bedside table, "Let's put it here for now, I'll take it to the bathroom later..."
Before he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly fell in front of his eyes. The next second his vision was reversed, and his whole body leaned towards the big bed behind him. The tall, muscular man pressed down on him.
"Has anyone ever told you that teasing your partner while he is taking a shower is an invitation to him?" Han Yi's lips were pressed against the tip of his ear, and her warm breath fell on his neck.
Xia Yang's body was tightly restrained, her heartbeat was pounding, and her eyelashes were trembling. It was only at this moment that she realized the "danger" in front of her.
"I, I, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time." He opened his eyes wide and misty, and begged Han Yi pitifully.
"If you make a mistake, you must be punished." Another burst of hot air rushed into the tip of the ear.
Xia Yang curled his neck and felt his whole body numb.
"Not today..." He lowered his eyelashes and a layer of blush spread on his face, "Tomorrow is the company's annual meeting, and I will be the guest performer. If you do anything to me today, I, I will definitely be bedridden."
Han Yi looked at him with dark eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? I didn't say anything."
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: “………”
Damn, I'm trapped.
His little face was as red as a ripe peach, he glanced at his mouth and hummed: "I can't tell, you are still a wolf with a big tail."
"There are a lot of things you can't see," Han Yi chuckled, "Let's feel it slowly in the future."
Xia Yang: "..."
The two lingered for a while, then Han Yi let go of him and straightened up with his arms.
Before going back to his bedroom, he paused again and turned around to ask.
“Ask me every day, when will my application be approved?”
"What?"
"Sleeping in the same bed."
"..." Xia Yang had a sudden thought, and looked sideways at the floor, whispering, "Hurry, hurry up, after organizational discussions, we are already following the procedures."
"Oh," Han Yi nodded, "It's a reliable organization and very efficient."
Xia Yang: "."
*
The next day is the day when Genting Group holds its annual meeting, which will be held at the five-star hotel opposite the company.
There were no speeches from leaders, no oaths from employees, and no announcements. Everything was focused on relaxing, playing games, drawing raffles, and interspersed with several cultural and artistic programs rehearsed by employees themselves, and a seafood feast as soon as 6 o'clock arrived.
This day is also the last day of recording for "Job Idol". After today's recording, we will call it a day and wait for the broadcast.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, employees came to the banquet hall on the first floor of the hotel one after another. This is the largest hall in the hotel, able to accommodate 20,000 people.
The banquet hall is spacious and beautiful, elegant and atmospheric. The decorations are mainly in sea blue. When you look up, you can see the starry sky ceiling, which renders the beauty of the combination of the vast sea and the magnificent starry sky, and fills the atmosphere.
The clear and melodious piano sound floated out from the fingertips of the live performer, flowing like clouds and water, like the moonlight flowing on the sea.
When Han Yi came in from the door, he didn't see Xia Yang. After asking the administrative director, he found out that Xia Yang was still rehearsing a dance with his partner in the small hall next door.
She said that the two of them had come to rehearse in the morning, and until now, they haven't even had much lunch.
After Han Yi listened, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the annual meeting program that had been sent to the company's group.
As a special guest performer, Xia Yang will perform a double dance with another artist who came to the company to record a reality show.
The name is "Burning Love".
It was a very tacky name. Han Yi pursed his lips, pressed his phone, turned and walked out of the banquet hall, heading towards the small rehearsal hall next door.
The two rooms are very close to each other, just turn a corner and go down a few stairs.
Han Yi walked to the door of the rehearsal room and stopped. The door was open. When he looked inside, he found that there were only Xia Yang and a tall young man. There was a tablet computer standing on the table. Dynamic music rang through the whole room. People were gesticulating and discussing something, but no one noticed anyone standing at the door.
Han Yi stood at the door and looked at Xia Yang quietly. His eyes inadvertently shifted to the tall boy's face. He was stunned for two seconds, as if he thought of something.
... This man seemed to be the one who Xia Yang secretly admired the photos of his abs some time ago. He accidentally sent him a lot of photos showing his chest and abdomen.
He also said that a friend wanted to see it, and praised him for having a good figure and a fierce A.
Even after so many days, this memory is still clear. Han Yi rolled his Adam's apple, took a shallow breath, and nonchalantly looked at the man in front of him who Xia Yang had praised personally.
generally.
Sincerely.
Except for being slightly taller by half a centimeter, there is absolutely no one who is more powerful than him!
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