Idol behaviors do not increase fans

Jiang Yang took a taxi and asked someone to throw Han Xiu into the car. After he told Xiao Ma some things, he got into the car himself.

The driver looked at the drunken man in the back seat with disgust on his face. No one in this business wants to pull a drunk late at night, and then he will vomit and be confused.

"Master, you can drive your car with peace of mind. We will compensate you if you spit out the car." Jiang Yang told the master while supporting Han Xiu with one hand.

"I don't think so." The master replied with some embarrassment.

"It's normal to think." Jiang Yang smiled.

The driver felt relieved to drive after hearing what others said.

After the car arrived, Jiang Yang asked the driver to help drag him down.

A drunk person's body is weak, and he can walk down the road without being supported.

Jiang Yang hugged Han Xiu's waist to prevent him from falling, while trying to wake him up, "Han Xiu, Han Langtai, you owe me the fare!"

Han Xiu was spitting out wine bubbles, but when he heard the money, he automatically pretended to be dead.

Seeing that it was impossible to wake up, Jiang Yang thought about rushing home as soon as possible.

He wanted to help Han Xiu walk slowly, but the child was very uncooperative, and his body always wanted to bald.

Jiang Yang struggled to get him up, and the child fell bald again.

It seems that Fu couldn't go back, Jiang Yang changed to procrastinating.

He didn't care if Han Xiu was comfortable or not, and violently dragged Han Xiu home.

Han Xiu was dragged by him, yelling not to feel uncomfortable, he subconsciously felt insecure and always wanted to grab something to stop.

There happened to be a pillar, so when passing by the thin pillar, Han Xiu held the pillar with one hand and refused to leave.

"Hey, are you still conscious?" Jiang Yang was just annoyed, seeing that people were unwilling to let go, so I didn't care.

Han Xiu squatted on the ground, holding Jiang Yang with one hand and the pillar with the other, unwilling to let go of either.

"Aren't you going to go? You just stay here by yourself, and wait for the old man to take you away." Jiang Yang shook off Han Xiu's hand. He knew that Han Xiu couldn't hear it, but he didn't want to be wronged. Blah blah to speak.

Han Xiu really couldn't hear him, and still closed his eyes and spit out bubbles.

Jiang Yang is as funny as a one-year-old mother scolding her for not understanding her fatigue and sadness, why she is ignorant, he took a break when he was satisfied with his mouth, and looked back, wow, this dragged on for 10 years In a few minutes, I will walk ten meters. According to this speed, it is estimated that I will get home next year.

So, Jiang Yang broke Han Xiu's hand holding the pillar, carried him on his shoulder and left.

That action at that time was handsome, but I almost twisted my waist.Jiang Yang straightened his waist, straightened his body, and strode home.

Han Xiu bumped and bumped on Jiang Yang's shoulder, yelling non-stop, Jiang Yang just got home early no matter what he shouted.

After arriving home, Jiang Yang put him on the bed all at once.It's easy now.

"Ugh~" The first thing Han Xiu did after falling on the bed was to throw up his head.That is a very tasteful picture.

It's not easy to not vomit during the bumps along the way, and this fall will definitely make you vomit.

"Fuck" Jiang Yang's head grew dizzy seeing this scene.

For a moment, Jiang Yang didn't know whether to beat him up first or take him out first.

In the end, Jiang Yang pinched his nose reluctantly and threw him into the bathroom.He stripped off Han Xiu's clothes one by one.There are not many pieces, just trousers, short sleeves and panties, all stripped.

Han Xiu didn't resist. He probably couldn't stand the smell on his body either.

Jiang Yang supported him and let him stand under the shower, um, it's okay, he can stand.

Then Jiang Yang turned on the switch and let the water pour down to wake him up.Roaring inwardly: Ah!You wake up!

Jiang Yang went out of the bathroom, changed all his sheets and quilts, and mopped the floor. This was the first time he cleaned up the house since he ran away from home.

After packing up, he went into the bathroom to have a look, and it turned out that it was the same as it was when he left, and Han Xiu's child fell asleep leaning against the wall.

What could Jiang Yang do, so he gave someone a bath for the first time in his life.He gave Han Xiu a brief wash. He looked at Han Xiu's body, and he didn't think there was anything wrong. If there was anything wrong, it was all about a big man.That is, his eyes automatically glanced at Han Xiu, secretly comparing the size.

"Not as old as me." Jiang Yang glanced at it for comparison as he spoke.

After Jiang Yang finished it for Han Xiu, he gave him a pack with a bath towel and threw it on the bed, OK, it's over, go to bed.

Han Xiu didn't sleep honestly, he kept tearing his clothes, screaming thirsty and hot.

Jiang Yang kicked him: "If you're thirsty, pour water to drink, if you're hot, roll to the floor and sleep."

After Jiang Yang said it, he tried his best to talk about it, and in the end he honestly brought water for Han Xiu.

Han Xiu didn't pick up the cup himself, and Jiang Yang didn't drink if he didn't hold his head to feed him. Jiang Yang took a long time to serve Mr. Han well.

Han Xiu drank deliciously, fell asleep after drinking.

Jiang Yang kicked Han Xiu's ass, for real.

This day, spend money to buy anger.

Only when Jiang Yang lay on the bed again did he gradually realize what his purpose was today?It's revenge, idiot!

He chuckled, and an idea came to his mind.

So, he quietly got out of bed and found a paintbrush.

It took a long time to find a pen that can write after rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Don't be too demanding at this time, he thought for a while and nodded.

He took off Han Xiu's clothes, turned Han Xiu over and let him lie on the bed.

Jiang Yang looked Han Xiu's back up and down, um, yes, the arc is good, it looks quite slippery, and the buttocks are quite raised.

"Where do I start to draw?" Jiang Yang took a brush and thought for a while.

Finally, lock the round buttocks.

So Jiang Yang seriously drew a cupid with an arrow on it, but the arrow was not pointing properly.

With this arrow, Han Xiu probably lost his children and grandchildren.

Mr. Jiang Yang, who has average drawing skills, took a few photos with his mobile phone, and put his head into the frame to make a V.

Jiang Yang thought it was fun, so he played some parts of Han Xiu's body, such as drawing a solid sunflower on the belly button, and drawing a pair of small scissors on the purple pink nipples/tips.

Jiang Yang snapped a few more photos, and he even took a photo next to Han Xiu's body. In the photo, Jiang Yang had a big face and a sleeping beauty beside him.

After Jiang Yang finished shooting, he decided to give Han Xiu a copy as a gift.So he clicked on WeChat and sent a few pictures, and used the original pictures without hesitation.

After Jiang Yang finished playing, he dropped the pen and fell asleep.

The next day, Han Xiu sat up with his head on the verge of bursting. He felt empty. When he lifted the thin blanket, Han Xiu's eyeballs were about to fall out.

Fuck, it was stripped clean!

Looking left and right, up and down, the place is unfamiliar and the people are not familiar.There are people next to him, so regardless of 21, it is respectful to kick to death.

Jiang Yang was woken up by Han Xiu kicking him out of bed when his head hit the pen last night.

"Early in the morning, what are you doing?" Jiang Yang rubbed the back of his head and went to bed again.

"Jiang Yang? You rascal, what did you do to me last night?" Han Xiu couldn't wait for him to go to bed, and kicked him down.

"Hey." Jiang Yang thought he saw the little flower on his body and smiled wretchedly.

"I'm your mother." Han Xiu saw his lewd/laughing face straight to the head, and stretched out his feet to kick again.

Before Han Xiu stretched his feet for the third time, Jiang Yang grabbed Han Xiu's ankle and pulled him onto the bed.

"Didn't you just draw a picture, you have such a big temper." Jiang Yang tied Han Xiu's wrists with both hands, and pressed Han Xiu's legs with his legs through a thin blanket.

"Let go of me. Jiang Yang, you're fucking tired of working. I'm your boss!" Han Xiu writhed and yelled under Jiang Yang.

"Unless you promise not to do anything, I will let you go." Jiang Yang raised the condition.

"I promise." Han Xiu said.

Jiang Yang obediently let him go.

Han Xiu wrapped himself in a blanket and shrank back into the bed, looking at Jiang Yang warily, waiting for an explanation from him.

"Look at your eyes, it's like I'm a flower picker." Jiang Yang said angrily, "Really, I don't like men."

"Where is this? Where are my clothes?" Han Xiu glared at Jiang Yang.

"This is my house. Your clothes, you vomited on yourself yesterday, and I took them off for you. I took care of you last night, and I even took a bath for you," Jiang Yang said honestly.

"Help me take a bath?" Han Xiu opened his mouth wide open.

"Yes, and then I took some small pictures of you, hahaha, Han Langtai, from now on, you can no longer suppress me, I have your handle in my hand." Jiang Yang laughed pretendingly .

"You're fucking insane." Han Xiu replied, and when he lowered his head, he saw the crooked black lines on his chest, and then looked down at the crooked petal lines at his navel.

"Fuck, Jiang Yang, what have you done?" Han Xiu jumped up angrily, regardless of whether he was dressed or not, he was eager to find out if there were other places that were painted.

"You bully me so much, I can't bear it, so I have to hold something against you, lest you bully me at that time, and I will suffer in vain." Jiang Yang pinched his waist and replied, almost as good as a street-swearing shrew.

When Han Xiu turned sideways, he saw a black mass on his butt, and an arrow pointing to an indescribable place.

"Do you want me to show you the high-definition picture?" Jiang Yang saw his movements and expression, and asked hesitantly.

"You pervert." Han Xiu pressed Jiang Yang's head and beat him.

"You'd better be obedient. I don't know that you have something in my hands? You have a good figure. I took a few pictures, which are enough to suppress you." Jiang Yang overturned him and clapped his hands.

"?" Han Xiu was like a bullied girl sitting crookedly on the bed listening to threats from bad guys.

"From now on, if you make trouble for no reason, just wait for your photo to be published. What will it be like when the little son of the Han family is on the hot search?" Jiang Yang threatened him viciously.

Han Xiu raised his eyes and stared at him, and now he could only express his emotions by staring at him, and quickly thought about how to cure Jiang Yang.

"I sent you the original picture of the photo on WeChat, take a look and weigh it yourself." Jiang Yang stood beside the bed and reminded him kindly.

After hearing this, Han Xiu touched his phone and opened WeChat to check.

One by one, Mr. Han's face turned red from anger or embarrassment.

After reading it, he directly deleted the chat history, and then deleted the bastard Jiang Yang.

"Jiang Yang, you are really willing to spend 100 million to drink me just to take some pictures of me." Han Xiu laughed.

"I think it's worth it, to save you endless moths in the future." Jiang Yang stared and said, mainly to show that he was not naive.

"Okay, okay, truce agreement, I won't embarrass you, and don't spread your pictures." Han Xiu said.

"Write in black and white with a pen." Jiang Yang picked up the pen and pulled out a tissue for him to write.

"No A4 paper? How can you write it so soft?" Han Xiu picked up the tissue and wiped his nose.

"A lot of demands." Jiang Yang complained, then turned around to get him a harder piece of paper.

When Jiang Yang turned around, Han Xiu seized the opportunity. Han Xiu covered Jiang Yang's head with a thin blanket, and put him on the bed. Before anyone could respond, he grabbed the charging cable beside the bed and tied Jiang Yang's wrist. Get up, as for the legs, he can just press them down.

Jiang Yang couldn't breathe well in the blanket, and yelled at his mother, "Han Xiu, you treacherous villain."

"Hmph, that's much better than a hypocrite like you." Han Xiu sneered.

Han Xiu thought about the photos Jiang Yang took of him, so he decided to give Jiang Yang some of the same photos as a gift.

He cleaned up Jiang Yang's buttocks, looked at Jiang Yang's buttocks, and felt ruthless. He slapped Jiang Yang's buttocks until it turned red, and then drew an archery Cupid on it. Just be a love, but the painter is much better than that kid Jiang Yang.

"Han Xiu, what are you doing? Fuck, don't~" Jiang Yang twisted his butt and refused to draw.

Han Xiu slapped him, he was honest.

After Han Xiu finished drawing the buttocks, he turned the man back and drew scissors on his chest and a sunflower on his belly button.

Well, it's all over now, just a few photos away.

Han Xiu thought about taking out his phone to take a few pictures, and also used a filter by the way.

"Where's my clothes?" Han Xiu asked Jiang Yang after pulling off the blanket from his head.

"Of course I didn't wash it. Do you think I'm your mother?" Jiang Yang took a deep breath and returned to him.

"That's fine. I'll wear your clothes." Han Xiu took a sheet and tied Jiang Yang's legs, got off him and found Jiang Yang's clothes to put on without treating himself like an outsider.

"You can't wear that." Jiang Yang shouted loudly when he saw that Han Xiu was wearing clothes that he had bought for a lot of money that he had never worn himself.

"I think it's quite appropriate, Mr. Jiang Yang. If you want to threaten me with my photo, I might as well show you what you look like." Han Xiu left with a smile.

Mr. Han has a bad eye for business, but he does have a good eye for clothing.That suit was Jiang Yangfu's last new set of clothes.It is worth more than 30.

The author has something to say: two straight men!