I'm afraid the ruffian will sing

Shen Miao lay sprawled on the bed, a mobile phone was thrown on the bed, and she was holding a tablet in her hand to watch the bar's live broadcast.

"It's him?" Shen Miao changed her posture: "You're trying so hard to find him?"

The voice on the other side ignored Shen Miao, but said, "He disappeared for three years."

"Earlier than we knew?"

The other party sneered: "At that time, you might still be pornographic."

Shen Miao scolded him to get the hell out of here, then licked her face and asked, "I don't care, when I go back, I will ask you not to see me."

Shen Miao saw Yin Xiangdong on the screen grabbing the person at the door and punching him twice, but he couldn't hear what he said, but he could see that his hand was strong, and with only two punches, the person was already lying on the glass door and couldn't climb up. Woke up.

"It seems that he has a good relationship with Chu Yang, and he is so spoiled." Shen Miao yawned, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Chu Yang?"

"It's a special local group performer who sang my songs and is now popular."

"How is his acting?"

"A little inferior to me, but it's not bad." Shen Miao sat up, crossed her legs, picked up her phone and asked, "Do you have an idea?"

"Damn it." Shen Miao suddenly called out, and Yin Xiangdong went back to the stage on the screen, put Chu Yang on his shoulders and walked out of the bar door. The crowd gathered around, the camera was shaking, and Shen Miao also came to stare with interest. Then, he saw Yin Xiangdong put Chu Yang on the motorcycle at the door and drove away.

The people in the live broadcast room blew up:

【Boyfriend Power MAX】

【Ahhh, who is that person, so loving! 】

Some people are concerned about Chu Yang's injury:

[Oh my god, this chair hurts a lot when it hits it, right? 】

[Praise from the nurse! 】

The news slowly scrolled up, and after the double image appeared, Shen Miao couldn't see anything clearly.

Then the screen turned back to the person who hit the person back then, Hao Hao had already stepped up and kicked the person a few times: "I Cao|Your Grandpa! I want to continue messing around when I come back! You son of a bitch!"

Lying on the ground was Julien, who was also Shen Miao's diehard fan.

Julien clutched his stomach and yelled: "You bastard who rubs against Shen Miao's heat! What do you have the cheek to teach me here?! And you, there is no good thing!"

Seeing this, Shen Miao said in a strange tone: "Black fans?"

The other end of the phone also smiled: "Fan is like a person."

"???"

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Chen Xiaohong was also watching the live broadcast with her mobile phone, and knew that Yin Xiangdong would come soon, so she went to the door to meet him in advance, and wanted to laugh in her heart, this is a difficult brother.

Sure enough, just a short while after leaving the house, people came from afar.

Chen Xiaohong went up to meet him, and helped Chu Yang down together: "It's okay, it's just bruises at most."

"Ask Dr. Zhang to show the bones. That chair is quite heavy." Yin Xiangdong lowered his voice, and Chen Xiaohong didn't dare to say anything. He helped someone in. Dr. Zhang went in and lifted Chu Yang's coat. His back was already swollen. .He carried Chu Yang inside again and took a film. When he came out, he said that there was nothing serious but trauma.

Chu Yang recovered his strength, turned his face and asked Yin Xiangdong, "Who is that person?"

Doctor Zhang prepared the medicine and asked Nurse Chen to apply it. Yin Xiangdong stopped halfway and sat on the bedside: "I heard it was Julien when I was leaving."

"No wonder."

"I'm still a fan of Shen Miao, and I feel that your singing has polluted his pure soul." Yin Xiangdong joked, and began to apply medicine on his hands.Seeing the two talking and laughing, Chen Xiaohong left herself and Dr. Zhang aside as soon as she was cured, and began to talk on her own. She simply picked up the steel plate, put the medicine jars and bottles on them, Turn away.

Doctor Zhang also smiled and shook his head and chased Chen Xiaohong out.

"Where's Li Mengru? Is she okay?" Chu Yang's voice was out of tune because of the medicine, and it sounded a little funny.

Yin Xiangdong tried his best: "She's fine, she's probably saving the day at the bar."

"What are you doing so hard for, are you afraid that I won't die?" Chu Yang couldn't bear the pressure. He propped his hands on the edge of the bed, but he simply lay down on the bed. Panting heavily, Yin Xiangdong suddenly stopped talking. Facing down, he asked in a muffled voice, "Is it so tiring to apply the medicine?"

With a "slap", Yin Xiangdong slapped Chu Yang's back, and Chu Yang sat up stiffly: "Are you going to hurt me to death!?"

"Happy." Yin Xiangdong simply took off his shoes and went to bed, and took off Chu Yang's by the way. Chu Yang twisted his body and sat over: "What the hell are you doing?"

Yin Xiangdong laughed a little: "Do you remember that I promised to pinch your feet for you?"

Chu Yang pulled his own foot back from Yin Xiangdong's hand: "Then can you do it here!?"

"Why not?"

Li Mengru helped Hao Hao at the bar until very late, before she got out of her body to go to the hospital, because she had called before, and Chu Yang said she was fine, so Li Mengru was worried and decided to go and see again.Pei Xiaoran was called out by Sun Qi and left early, so when Li Mengru rushed to the hospital alone, she heard a strange voice before entering the door.

"Hahahaha, you fucking stop—"

"No, not that, hahaha—haha, you definitely did it on purpose—"

"Damn it, my back hurts—"

Li Mengru clawed at the crack of the door and looked in, her expression was indescribable.

Yin Xiangdong's two ass|butt|balls were pressed against Chu Yang's butt|butt|butt. Chu Yang lay face down on the bed, his legs were tightly restrained by Yin Xiangdong. At a glance, the laughter is really too magical.

Yin Xiangdong followed Chu Yang's leg down to the sole of his foot, and Chu Yang continued to pat his arm on top: "You're fucking enough! Hahaha, I'm angry hahaha—hahaha——"

Li Mengru was heartbroken, knocked on the door and went in: "Two mentally retarded."

Chu Yang couldn't hold back his tears, he struggled even more when he saw Li Mengru coming, Yin Xiangdong let him go and sat up from the bed.

"Hao Hao, who beat someone, has already called the police, so why don't you go back and pick your feet here?" Li Mengru wanted to laugh, but her face collapsed, "When Sun Qi came to find Xiaoran, let me tell you by the way, tomorrow Make an appointment to meet after filming, maybe their company wants to sign you."

"Sign me?" Chu Yang asked, "What do you mean?"

Yin Xiangdong said: "It should be because I want you to be their signing star."

Li Mengru nodded: "That's almost what it means."

"Just because of this?" Chu Yang said, his head was suddenly held by Yin Xiangdong: "Fool, where can I find such a good thing, and don't follow it when it comes."

"And—" Li Mengru continued, "If you agree, your manager is probably Xiaoran."

On the way back, Chu Yang didn't say a word, and wandered with Yin Xiangdong on the street. Yin Xiangdong hugged Chu Yang's waist, and put his head on his shoulder from a distance to avoid hurting his back. Talking about nausea was ignored by Yin Xiangdong: "Have you considered it? If it becomes popular in the future, I will have face."

Chu Yang speeded up suddenly, and said with a smile, "You have face? What's the relationship between us?"

"You are the younger brother, I will be the younger brother."

Chu Yang corrected: "Please read 'dry'."

The alley was completely dark. When he got here, Chu Yang got off the car. He was afraid that the noise of the motorcycle would disturb the rest of the people in the alley, so the two of them pushed along and walked to the door of the bar. The lights inside were also turned off.

Only the rusty street lamp at the door was still on.

Yin Xiangdong stopped, walked under the street lamp, and handed a cigarette to Chu Yang: "Let's chat for a while."

"You're fucking crazy, what's there to talk about." Chu Yang pushed the cart forward.

Yin Xiangdong stood in front of the wheel: "Just for a while."

Two lines of blue smoke rushed to the lampshade, making the two figures under the lamp more blurred.

"What's the matter?" Chu Yang raised his head, and smoke came out of his nose. Ever since he met Yin Xiangdong, he had inexplicably got into the habit of smoking and raising his head.

Yin Xiangdong was in his pocket. His hair on his forehead was a little longer. When the light was turned off, there was a shadow on his nose.

"I'm gay." Yin Xiangdong said.

Chu Yang paused, took out the cigarette, "What's the matter?"

"But you're not." Yin Xiangdong turned to look at Chu Yang.

"You fucking—" Chu Yang wanted to scold him, but then suddenly stopped, staring at Yin Xiangdong.

Yin Xiangdong smoked quietly, then coughed muffled.

Chu Yang choked out one word at last:

"Ah."

After that, the two smoked their cigarettes silently, and after stamping out the cigarette butts on the ground, Yin Xiangdong, who coughed twice, left first.

Chu Yang didn't go back to Yin Xiangdong's room at night, but went next door.

I thought it would be like this, but Yin Xiangdong knocked on the door. Chu Yang was shirtless, so he hesitated and put on his coat.

Sitting on the sofa, Chu Yang asked, "If you continue to toss around, the sky will dawn."

"I'll go home the day after tomorrow." Yin Xiangdong drank and hugged the white roses he bought a few days ago, but they were dead.

"You want to go?" Chu Yang stood up, feeling a little strange, and sat back down.

"There is something to be clarified. My parents must know about this matter. Go back and talk to them." Yin Xiangdong stuffed the flower into Chu Yang's hand, and the dry petals fell on Chu Yang's body, and he was about to tear off Chu Yang's coat.

"Let go!" Chu Yang subconsciously shouted seriously.

Yin Xiangdong tilted his head: "What? Aren't you a model?"

Chu Yang Chu Yang shouted: "What's the matter? Whoever said that models have to be completely|naked, how do I know if it's your unique interest, don't do it, get out of here."

Yin Xiangdong smiled instead of anger, "What's the matter? I'll be leaving tomorrow, can I just paint the last one?"

Yin Xiangdong's eyes became deep, and Chu Yang could understand the meaning of his eyes. Whether it was on the set or when he saw anything, as long as there were such eyes, Chu Yang would definitely guess that he wanted to draw painting.

"I warn you, one last time."

Yin Xiangdong stopped moving his hands: "Have you compromised? It's so easy?"

Chu Yang was impatient: "You talk a lot of nonsense, when I change my mind, you still draw a ball!"

"No, no, I'll draw, but to be honest, thank you." Yin Xiangdong bowed to Chu Yang with a human face: "You understand me, but it's really a pity."

"What a pity?" Chu Yang began to cooperate with Yin Xiangdong to undress himself.

Yin Xiangdong approached him: "If you can dedicate yourself to me sexually, that would be great. I may pursue art for the rest of my life, and you are the only one who can be so promising."

The author has something to say:

Yoko is such an obedient boy~