After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

"It's not my brother's fault." Hang Yang's voice was still a little weak in illness, and he had just cried again, like a ball of freshly made cotton candy, with an indescribable softness, "Mom, we were quarreling, but I won the argument, brother listened to me."

He smiled at his mother, and almost put "am I very good" on his face: "Look at my brother who is so bossy and stubborn, he finally listened to me!"

Mrs. Hang couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud. The majesty she had just tensed up suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere in the ward instantly eased.

The corner of Hang Xiutu's mouth twitched: "..."

"It's actually pretty good." Hang Yang let go of Hang Xiutu's sleeves, took a few steps forward on his knees, hugged Mrs. Hang's arm and rubbed it together: "Brother doesn't do everything, and he doesn't do whatever I want. He's always there Think for me, I know."

Hang Xiutu looked at his "abandoned" cuff, and he could still see a little wrinkle that Hang Yang just pulled out. His eyes stopped for two seconds, and then he moved away as if nothing had happened.

"But brother, he is so fierce." Hang Yang raised his head a little, looked at his mother with a smile, obviously complaining, but said it like a baby, "next time brother makes a mistake, mom must help me get back!"

Mrs. Hang's heart was so soft that she couldn't express her temper at all. She simply smiled and sighed, put her arms around her youngest son and patted gently: "Okay, okay, I can't see your little thoughts? All right, turn this page over." .”

She raised her head, and the smile in her eyes faded obviously when it swept across Hang Xiutu's face: "Xiutu."

Hang Xiutu lowered his eyebrows slightly, collected his momentum, and walked down the steps that Hang Yang earned: "Mom."

"I'll leave Xiao Yang to you. This is your own younger brother. Be more careful. Don't make such an ugly situation in the future," Mrs. Hang narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone was not fierce, but she nestled in her arms Even Hang Yang felt his gut trembling cautiously, "Don't let me down again."

After a few seconds of silence, Hang Xiutu only responded with one word: "En."

Mrs. Hang's beautiful eyebrows were raised quickly, and she could see that she was quite dissatisfied with Hang Xiutu's attitude. She was just about to continue speaking, but Hang Yang grabbed her neck.

He put his head on his mother's shoulder, and his voice was muffled: "Mom, I'm hungry, and I haven't had lunch with you for several days, why don't you take me out for a big meal!"

This trick changes the subject, blunt but effective.

At the door, Uncle Li hurriedly added appropriately: "I have already asked the doctor, and they said that it is enough to eat normally after discharge from the hospital, and there are no taboos."

"You, you," Mrs. Hang supported Hang Yang's head with one hand, and patted it lightly, her eyes were full of connivance, "Okay, mom will accompany you today, you can eat whatever you want, without your brother, just the two of us .”

"Mom..." Hang Yang still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Hang Xiutu.

"Well, it's almost time for dinner. Uncle Li, let's go see him off. I'll go through the discharge procedures."

Uncle Li hurriedly said: "There are too many people in the hospital, it may not be convenient for the second young master, so I'll come..."

"It's okay." Hang Xiutu waved his hand, "My assistant will be here soon. I still have arrangements for today. Uncle Li, send someone away. It's time for dinner."

Hang Yang turned his head and didn't speak, just looked at Hang Xiutu Baba.But until he changed his clothes and was about to step out of the ward door, Hang Xiutu was still sitting firmly on the soft chair in the ward, showing no sign of changing his words

When the door of the ward closed with a "click", Hang Yang withdrew his gaze a little sadly. He suddenly felt his wrists being tightly clenched. Hang Yang raised his head reflexively, and met his mother's eyes—light brown, with the ends of the eyes Slightly picky, when looking at people without facial expressions, there is always a kind of indescribable indifference and fierceness, which makes people afraid to approach, but it is too beautiful, so I can't help but want to take another look.

Hang Yang was a little dazed for a moment.

"My brother is so clingy, my mother is going to be jealous." Mrs. Hang squeezed Hang Yang's fingertips, and complained with a smile, "I'm really busy these days, and I don't know many things about Yang Yang. Would you like to talk about it?"

Hang Yang nodded vigorously, laughed, and was about to shout out loud, but he was afraid of being heard by passers-by, so he suppressed his excitement and leaned into his mother's ear and said mysteriously: "I was picked by Director Luqiu! That's, It's the one who made "Don't Ask About the Way Ahead"! Mom, you must have seen his works..."

"I've seen it, how come I haven't seen it," Mrs. Hang smiled and nodded, and gently squeezed her son's soft jade-like face, "Our little Yang is really amazing!"

The mother and son left the hospital talking and laughing.

Lunch is at an expensive and remote villa, but the environment is indeed elegant and comfortable, and the food is exquisite, but Hang Yang always has an indescribable uneasiness. After wiping, he dragged Uncle Li and rushed home.

As soon as he entered the door, Hang Yang saw Hang Xiutu sitting by the window reading a book.

The familiar seat by the window, the familiar teahouse, and the familiar gold-rimmed glasses—Hang Yang's heart suddenly settled down, and the passage of time seemed to subtly slow down, and the uneasiness just disappeared without a trace in an instant , He even felt that he was inexplicable.

"Brother." Hang Yang skipped and ran over without even thinking about it. It's strange to say that he was more relaxed in front of Hang Xiutu after he had just had a quarrel.

Hang Xiutu looked away from the book and looked at Hang Yang, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'll be back soon."

He put the book on the small coffee table beside him, and looked at the wall clock on the wall: "It's almost there, the person I've invited will be here soon."

dating?

Just as Hang Yang was about to ask, there was a knock on the door just right.

As soon as the visitor entered the room, Hang Yang conditioned reflex "hissed" and took a deep breath. This, this person is really... Every muscle texture reveals an over-vigorous life, which makes Hang Yang feel a little terrified— —Who is this? !

As soon as the muscular man entered the door, he looked around lazily at first, and then cast his gaze in the direction of the Hang family brothers.Hang Yang took two steps back silently on the spot, and got behind Hang Xiutu like a frightened cat.

——But it was useless, his brother grabbed the back of fate's neck on the spot.

Hang Xiutu stood up leisurely, and when he let go of Hang Yang's collar, he helped him straighten it out. He held Hang Yang with one hand and pushed him forward gently - the child was so thin and thin. dissatisfied.Hang Xiutu didn't even dare to put his hands on his shoulders too hard, for fear of crushing this beautiful porcelain doll.He looked at the strong man walking towards him with a smile on his face: "Lin Huai, this is my younger brother."

Hang Xiutu lowered his eyes slightly, and when Hang Yang spoke, he subconsciously softened his tone: "This is Lin Huai, and he will be your fitness coach for the next month."

For a moment, Hang Yang's heart seemed to be struck by lightning, and his mind was full of: brother, are you serious!

Coincidentally, this coach Lin also stared wide-eyed, and the smile just froze on his face instantly. He was originally a bit fierce Fangzheng, but now he looked even more fierce. He pointed at Hang Yang: "He? Are you sure?" ?”

What's wrong with me? !

Hang Yang was afraid of his muscular body, and he didn't dare to tell him. His big black eyes just stared at Lin Huai angrily.

"Hiss." Lin Huai's heart trembled when he was excited by the cute creature in front of him. He subconsciously recognized it, and couldn't help but look up again. He stared at Hang Yang's small body and sized him up and down a few times. Finally, he sighed inexplicably. Take a breath.

Hang Xiutu's brows furrowed slightly, and he tapped his fingers on the coffee table: "If you have something to say, don't be crazy."

Hang Yang quietly gave his brother a thumbs up in his heart.

"Speak well, talk well," Coach Lin took another deep breath, as if looking for a suitable wording, he embraced his chest with both hands, this posture made Lin Huai's already stretched muscles even more eye-catching, and it was very eye-catching. Yang's eyelids trembled, "Mr. Hang, we are old friends, and I don't want to talk nonsense. Simply put, the conclusion is... It's about as difficult as running around the equator in one month for this little brother to develop muscle lines. "

Hang Yang: "..."

What's wrong with feeling insulted even though I expected it?

"This little brother looks like a typical physique that is difficult to build muscles. The amount of muscle is more than that of men..." Coach Lin didn't finish, just "tsk", and the insult doubled.

Hang Yang: "..."

Well, well, we have fully understood, please don't emphasize it any more!

"Who told you that I asked him to train muscles with you?" Hang Xiutu suddenly interrupted, "I asked you to take him to keep fit."

The scene suddenly fell into a slightly awkward silence.

"Mr. Hang, do you want me—Lin Huai—to lead people to be strong, healthy, healthy?" Coach Lin repeated every word through gritted teeth, his expression hovering repeatedly on the verge of collapse.

Hang Xiutu picked up the teacup on the table and brought it to his lips, took a sip, and then signaled to Lin Huai: "Sit down casually, let's talk slowly."

Lin Huai turned his head and turned around on the spot: "Mr. Hang, please go to the park and grab any old man to teach him radio gymnastics. Goodbye, no need to send him off."

"One hundred thousand per month." Hang Xiutu's voice sounded faintly from behind.

Lin Huai's resolute footsteps stopped suddenly.

He turned his head abruptly, and the eccentric face just now seemed to have run away from home, and he smiled like a flower in an instant: "Okay Dad! Listen to your orders, Dad!"

Hang Yang: "...?"

He couldn't hold back any of it, and burst out laughing out loud.Hang Yang hurriedly pressed his hands on his mouth, just about to pretend that nothing happened, and took it lightly, but Lin Huai suddenly turned around and walked towards Hang Yang with big strides.

The tendons and flesh of this person are too oppressive. Standing in front of Hang Yang, the shadow alone can cover Hang Yang's thin and small ball tightly.

Hang Yang: "!?!"

Subconsciously, he wanted to sneak behind Hang Xiutu, but just as he was about to call out "Brother", Lin Huai stretched out his hand in front of Hang Yang——

"Hello, Uncle!" Coach Lin smiled flatteringly, "One month, please give me more advice."

"Uncle...Father?" Hang Yang was hit knowingly by his sudden soaring seniority, the corners of his mouth couldn't move up or down for a while, so he could only froze in place and twitched slightly.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and held that strong arm: "Hello."

"Very good," Hang Xiutu put down his teacup, "Lin Huai, I'll leave Hang Yang to you temporarily, you have to take care of it."

Lin Huai showed a mouthful of bright white teeth: "It must, don't worry, Dad!"

It was obvious that Hang Xiutu didn't want to deal with Bai Tian's cheap son. He turned to Hang Yang: "As you can see, I don't know if money can make ghosts turn the millstone, but it will definitely make Lin Huai turn the millstone."

Lin Huai rubbed his hands beside him and nodded with a smile. It seemed that he didn't feel insulted at all.

"However, his professional quality is very guaranteed." Hang Xiutu made a turning point, "Starting tomorrow, try to complete as Lin Huai said. If you are not strong enough, you should tell him in time, understand?"

Hang Yang curled his lips, obviously reluctant, but under Hang Xiutu's gaze, he reluctantly nodded: "I listen to brother."

Hang Xiutu suddenly paused. He lowered his long eyelashes, as if deliberately avoiding meeting his younger brother's gaze: "I'm going to leave home for a while."

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==========Advance receipt of "Running with the ball is a technical activity" ============

Bai Hua wakes up and transmigrates into the protagonist Shou in the dog blood abo sadomasochism novel

He tremblingly poked his slightly bulging belly:

Ahhh!Man, man is pregnant! ! !

The dog-blooded love story of the protagonist Gong Shou went through Bai Hua's mind quickly, and he trembled on the spot and went straight to the gate of the mansion—run with the ball!No negotiation!

As soon as I went out, I realized...he didn't even know the way!

Ask: How do you find a place to live when you have no money?

How to deal with the chasing and intercepting of the child's father?

How to find a job to feed two mouths?

What's more terrible: When the top Alpha buried his head in his shoulder, the cedar-flavored pheromone made his waist sore and his legs weak, and he whispered softly in his ear, "Huahua, I was wrong, come back."

How to push the rejection firmly? !

Alas, running with the ball is really a skill

PS: 1v1! ! !Shou has always been the same person, but he doesn't remember it himself!