Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

When he finished work and went back to the hotel, An Wangjun felt that he was going to fall apart. The winter vacation fitness training was not so tiring...

The main thing is that I am exhausted—on the suffering of having [a director who likes to change the script at any time] and [a male lead who likes to change the lines at any time]...

An Wangjun let out a long sigh, and the shower water made his butt burn and hurt.

What happened to my ass!

An Wangjun was so depressed that he wanted to sit down and hug the toilet to sleep!

When Su Yang brought Yunnan Baiyao over, what he saw was the little kid surrounded by dark clouds.

"What are you doing? You are so unlovable?" Su Yang rubbed his wet hair, and by the way, shook the water droplets from his head into the man's neck.

An Wang-Jun: "...Brother, please, can you go back quickly if you have nothing to do? Wrapped up in a bathrobe and knocked on my door in the middle of the night, do you want us to spread it all over the headlines the next day?"

Su Yang frowned in disgust: "Did you misunderstand us?"

An Wang-jun frowned even more in disgust.

Our great actor Su was very upset, knowing that he would be ignored, he still forcefully explained: "Oh, even if it is on the headlines, the actor is disheveled and looking for someone to read the night light script. Who is he looking for? It’s not important and easy to cut? Don’t tie me up with the little [-]th thread so I can cut it~”

An Wangjun threw a pillow over.

However, the blood bar of the goose is not enough, and the strength of the pillow hitting the body is no different from acting like a baby.

"It doesn't seem to hurt at all?" Su Yang put down and patted An Wangjun on the back.

A certain child's face darkened instantly.

Seeing this, the eldest brother who knows current affairs hurriedly smoothed his hair, pushed down and stripped his clothes in one go, oh, the bruises on his back are so beautiful.

An Wang-jun was lying on the bed, too lazy to move, and asked in a dazed voice, "Can this be considered a work-related injury?"

"It's a good idea," Su Yang said, keeping his hands on his hands, spraying medicine and massaging acupuncture points, "You don't even count as an injury."

An Wangjun wailed and buried his face in the pillow.

Su Yang thought it was funny, and asked, "Otherwise, I'll take a photo of you in such a grand occasion and post it on the Internet, and add a few drafts to market yourself as a dedicated person?"

"How did I offend you? Are you going to hurt me like this?"

"No way, some people even send out press releases for marketing when their hands are broken. You are much more exciting than him."

An Wangjun turned his head and stared at him with resentment on his face.

Su Yang stopped teasing him, and concentrated on rubbing the bruise on his back. "Just tell me if it hurts."

"Fortunately, it's not painful, it's just sore." An Shibaxian actually enjoyed the free service of Best Actor Su, and the tone of his speech unconsciously carried a bit of coquettish coquettishness.

"Well, rub it for you, it will be better."

As he was speaking, Su Yang suddenly frowned, realizing that the situation was not simple - he raised his hand and took away the bathrobe that was piled up around the waist of the child, leaving only a pair of squares naked.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"You don't feel the skin is broken here at the waist?" As soon as Su Yang put his hand on it, An Wangjun let out a "hiss" in pain.

"It seems so. I don't have eyes on my back, but it hurt a little when I took a shower just now." An Wang Jun was a little annoyed, "The Wia belt is quite wide, and there is a piece of clothing, how can it be Worn skin? Tell me, do you still want my old face?"

Su Yang chuckled lightly: "Young pavilion master with thin skin and tender meat, this person is ready."

An Wang-Jun rolled his eyes, and echoed, "Well, you are a sissy with thin skin and tender meat."

"What nonsense?" Su Yang slapped his own child's bouncing buttocks, causing An Wangjun to bounce up from the bed in pain—only then did he realize that the wounds on his buttocks were the worst...

An Wangjun even had the only four-cornered fat strip off his body. He lay on the bed, feeling the wind blowing on his back and butt. At the base of the thigh, the place where Weiya strangled him the most...

"Tsk tsk tsk, I've covered it for a whole day, and I just touched the water, and it's a bit inflamed." After looking, smelling and asking, Su Yang came to a conclusion that it was useless.

An Wangjun covered his head and yelled: "Could you hurry up and study a ghost!"

"Aren't you concerned about your body? I'll look at his ass if someone else is? Am I crazy or is he crazy? Besides, it's not like I haven't seen it when you take a bath." Su Yang is habitually cheap and wants to shoot Anwang Jun Mingtu The ill-fated ass was raised in the air and stopped abruptly, but his hands were really itchy. Su Yang held it for a long time, and finally grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it hard twice.

An Wangjun didn't have the energy to quarrel with him any more, and after pointing his middle finger at the ceiling, he gave up and buried himself in the pillow like an ostrich.

Here, Su Yang babbled while applying the medicine: "Help you take good medicine. The scabs should be scabbed tomorrow. Before putting on the pants, wrap them with gauze and pad them, otherwise they will wear off again. It seems that there will be a show tomorrow, can you stick to it?" In fact, it’s not a big deal, even small pains are quite uncomfortable. If it doesn’t work, just tell me, I’ll go and talk to Director Gu, and he will understand you. But you, how should I say hello? Tauvia can strangle her body like this, Princess and the Pea, you are really shameful. Boys should be rough, right? Then it seems that it is worthwhile for you to come to the crew to fumble... Oh, I said You, can you draw well at home and study hard at school? .Look at your ass, it's because of your itchy skin. You must rest well tonight, or it will hurt tomorrow... By the way, do you listen to my hard-spoken words, and don't say a word? "

What a squeak, An Wang-jun was already so tired that he fell asleep.

Su Yang silently shut his mouth.

The medicine is almost wiped off, and tomorrow I will ask Xingzhi to ask for some gauze to pad it again. The child is really tired today.

Su Yang thought about it, sighed, and pulled the quilt to cover An Wang-jun——

Suddenly Serious.JPG.

Su Yang really turned into a JPG mode, maintaining the action of pulling the quilt without taking the next step.

Under the quilt hanging in the air is An Wangjun who is obediently sleeping on his stomach.

There is nothing wrong with that.

……

Su Yang remained motionless, his eyes plucked out An Wangjun's back, hips and legs, and piles of "Number One" fonts swiped across the screen on his face.

What a beautiful picture.

What a trough the heart is.

Anwang-jun is tired, Anwang-jun is really tired.

When filming, I put my heart and soul into it, and I have to fight wits and courage with the unreliable director and male lead. After work, I have to fight with my brother.

Tired, really tired.

Fortunately, someone has a bit of conscience, knowing that my uncle was injured on duty today, red crisp hands, kneading medicinal wine, this set of services still makes this uncle very comfortable.

An Wangjun smacked his mouth comfortably, so comfortable that he was about to start talking in his sleep, when suddenly his ass was slapped hard.

"Aw!" He woke up instantly.

——Old Demon Su with a black face and dead fish eyes, like a husky seriously thinking about life, squatting on the head of An Wangjun's bed.

An Wangjun wailed aggrievedly: "What are you doing!"

Su Hashiqi looked at him straight, and after being beaten up by himself, the little girl who was sleeping on her stomach rolled over the quilt and fell asleep again with her long legs on her side.

——The bare buttocks are still exposed.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Aw! Aw! Grass! Aw!"

An Wangjun who was woken up was wrapped in a quilt and wanted to cry: "Why are you crazy? My ass is already hurting and you still hit me?"

Su Yang stared at him sullenly: "You still know that your butt hurts."

"Huh?" An Wang-jun was really about to cry, what's none of his business!

What a grievance, a shocking grievance!

Dean Su was unmoved, and pressed down on the head of the bed like a mountain: "Think about it yourself, why did you hit you."

An Wangjun was so sleepy that he was still hurting, so he didn't have the energy to fight with him. "Master, you can hit as much as you like, hit whatever you want, right? I'm afraid of you..." As he spoke, he collapsed in despair, covering his face with the hotel's white quilt.

Of course it was inevitable that he would be picked up. Su Yang pinched his shoulders, as if to torture him to extract a confession.

An Wangjun raised his eyelids and looked at him—Su Yang raised his eyebrows, I want to see if you realize it.

An Wangjun rolled his eyes at him, drooped his head and fell asleep.

Su Yang: "..."

The world suddenly fell silent.

The scene seemed familiar.

The stars in the sky don't speak, and the dolls on the ground have big heads.

An Wangjun's head was folded at [-] degrees and hung on Su Yang's arm. He could fall asleep even now. It seemed that the child was really tired.

Su Yang thought for a while, and after struggling for a long time between persistence to the end and conscience discovery, he chose the latter.

...What do you call this!

In the early morning of the next day, Su Yang took the gauze frankly and slammed the door on Le Xing's face while he was filled with righteous indignation of "you're sneaking and sleeping here with Xiao Jun again".

An Wangjun rubbed his eyes, and sat up reluctantly. Sure enough, his butt hurt so much that he grinned his teeth, and the quilt slid down to reveal his small white chicken-like chest.

Su Yang narrowed his eyes, shook the gauze on his hand, and turned into a serious husky face again.

An Wangjun also came to his senses, "By the way, what kind of nerve did you get last night, you kept hitting me."

"think it yourself."

This is it again!An Wangjun sighed loudly: "You can talk as much as you want, if you don't talk about it, pull it down." As he spoke, he wanted to pull off the fat times and bathrobes thrown on the sofa, but because his arms were not long enough, he just stretched one leg and got off the bed. I can feel that someone's sharp eyes are about to turn into substance.

An Wangjun was so scared that he quickly retracted and wrapped his little quilt tightly.

The old and unscrupulous elder brother was so "serious and serious", An Wang-jun had a hunch that something was wrong.But it seems that I really didn't die!An Wangjun swallowed his saliva: "Then, can you give me a hint?"

So An Wang-jun saw Su Yang's expression of being uncarable - picked up his fat times!

What the fuck is this about underwear!An Wang-jun felt like he was going crazy.

Su Yang is three points disgusted and seven points sad: "I haven't realized it until now! Is it too simple or too stupid?"

An Wangjun lost his temper, sighed brokenly, and said with a smirk on his face: "Please tell my witty and unparalleled elder brother, so that my younger brother can reform in time and start a new life, huh?"

...Is this an attitude that needs to be changed!

Su Yang was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he held the innocent ponytail lying on the gun, and walked to the bed step by step, his hairy eyes made An Wangjun's scalp go numb.

"Boom!—" Su Yang stretched out his arms and locked An Wangjun on the head of the bed.

Generally, we describe this kind of behavior as "bed thumping".

An Wangjun blinked, OAO——this expression.

"I, my good brother, I have something to discuss." An Wangjun straightened the collar of Su Yang's bathrobe flatteringly, curling his neck to try his best to flatter him.

It can hold two bowls of water if it is deep enough to line the collarbone.

This kind of innocent little boy succumbed to the prestige and the sense of sight of being cautious and pleasing,

Su Yang's scalp was about to explode!

"How can I have a brother who is not enlightened like you? I have reminded you so clearly, but I can't figure out whether you have a sense of safety in your mind besides painting and acting. Who gave you the courage to sleep when you said you slept last night? I really think this is my own home, you sleep with your butt naked, don’t you know there’s a big man here? If it wasn’t me who was here last night, I’m an old pervert, I think you still dare to sleep naked like a boy, what will happen? Can you take care of yourself so that you are not afraid that others will rise up when they see their sex? Take advantage of the emptiness and step into the overlord? Take ten thousand steps back and say that you were too tired last night and fell asleep when you fell asleep, but this morning you are still conscious Is there a disheveled man with you before here? Wouldn’t it be strange if you didn’t even hang up? Does your butt hurt? Look at the bruises on your body, can’t you see it? You’re looking like you’ve been miserable, can’t you think more about it, can’t you take more care of your chrysanthemum? Can you be a little more defensive? Are you full of waves in your mind? Ah??”

An Wang-jun: "...Huh?"

Su Yang endured it all night and morning and finally poured it out, holding back his flushed face and panting non-stop.

But angry!

An Wangjun digested it for a long time before he realized what his elder brother was scolding. He looked at his red ears, and then looked down at himself who had been tossing all morning without even wearing a pair of fat clothes.

silence.

silence.

Alpaca gallops on the silent African prairie, mushroom cloud blooms——

"You are so crazy!!!"

The author has something to say:

Brother Su is not crazy, Brother Su is a good brother with a strict head>3