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Jiang Shiye's eyes widened.

Everyone else was very happy, but he didn't have the smile Cen Si imagined.The dining table was noisy, he lowered his voice and said in a serious tone, "You don't have to accompany me in everything."

"But I want to." As Cen Si said, he raised his hand and drank the remaining wine in Jiang Shiye's cup, as if he couldn't refuse.

The empty tall glass shook Jiang Shiye's lowered eyes again.

It was raining a little outside when the show was over, and the car arranged by "Harper's Bazaar" was going to send employees to different homes, which was not so smooth.Cen Si let them go first and asked his driver to pick them up.

Waiting by the door of a self-service convenience store, he entered the store silently, Jiang Shiye was surprised, and he came back soon.

Bring a small box.

Jiang Shiye turned pale with shock:

"You still buy it when you're so tired today..."

"What?" Cen Si took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "What do you think is the cigarette case I bought?"

"..." Jiang Shiye's Adam's apple rolled, his face turned pale with shock, and then turned into doubt, "...how did you know how to buy cigarettes? Have you ever smoked?"

Because of the athlete's relationship, Cen Si didn't smoke or drink before. Jiang Shiye understood that he would inevitably drink now, but he didn't quite agree with smoking.

Cen Si twitched the lighter lightly with the corners of his mouth sullen. Seeing that he was extremely proficient, the flame ignited.

He smiled and said, "I haven't smoked it before, I want to try it today."

He needed something to wake him up and relieve his headache. The alcohol's paralyzing effect disappeared in an instant, and he was really uncomfortable at the moment, so he could only use nicotine in a sudden illness.

He flicked the lighter, and said in a casual tone: "I will return to the game in the future, so I will have no chance to smoke again. I just want to try, and it is also a regret before the operation."

I regret it.

Jiang Shiye's heart trembled, thinking of the several cakes that Cen Si had just drawn for himself, every schedule had to be with him exactly, and he suddenly realized it.

They are also like smoking, a part of regret.

— as if he were making a bucket list.

Jiang Shiye's nose was a little sore again, and the worries in the fencing gym that were finally comforted by Cen Si rose again.

He suddenly snatched the cigarette from Cen Si's mouth and put it in his own mouth. The cigarette holder was soft and moist after being bitten.

Cen Si was taken aback for a moment, and heard Jiang Shiye say: "Then I will try too, light a cigarette for me."

Cen Si stopped with a smile: "You singer, you don't look like a smoker..."

"Then what do you look like?" Jiang Shiye gave him a cold look and interrupted.

Cen Si fell silent for a moment.

It is said that mature men always seem to exude the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, what precipitates is masculinity, and what is provocative is hormones.But all along, Jiang Shiye knew that it was impossible for him and Cen Si to get drunk and light a cigarette. He wanted to protect his voice, and Cen Si was a self-disciplined athlete.The masculinity of an athlete is the smell of his sweat after a workout, followed by the sweetness of shower gel and the tip of his tongue.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiye became furious and sad, bit his cigarette holder and ordered vaguely: "Come on."

Cen Si could feel part of Jiang Shiye's emotions, but he couldn't. He only knew that his tone at the moment made him unable to refuse.He picked up the lighter and raised his hand close to Jiang Shiye's lips.

The street in the light rain was gloomy and damp, and the flames were warm and bright, embracing his sharp and handsome facial features that were a little ruffled because of the cigarette in his mouth, his zombie.

After lighting it up, Jiang Shiye took a deep breath, the strange air slipped into his lung cavity, and he coughed violently before he recovered.

So fucking hard to suck.

Cen Si smiled: "Just say you stop smoking."

He lightly took the cigarette from Jiang Shiye's mouth back into his hand, and continued to smoke.

He hadn't smoked it either, but he saw several businessmen in his family smoked it many times, imitating Cen Yang's hand gestures, and his lips were many times more skilled than Jiang Shiye's.Shake off, at first glance it looks like an old smoker.

But this unrestrained image only lasted for a few seconds, and then he choked violently, coughing and coughing, and the bloody smell of iron rust rose from his mouth.

Cen Si swallowed hard calmly, took two steps, extinguished the cigarette at the smoke extinguishing place of the trash can, and threw the whole pack of cigarettes into the trash can.

He turned back and took Jiang Shiye into his arms. The very faint smell of alcohol and nicotine scattered into the rain and disappeared completely, leaving only his own breath. He rubbed the back of Jiang Shiye's neck: "Okay, okay, let's stop smoking zombies, neither of us looks like a smoker."

Chapter 82 Verse. I Got It

After getting in the car, Cen Si took some medicine that was always in the co-pilot's glove box, then dragged Jiang Shiye onto himself, and finally admitted honestly: "I have a headache, sleep for a while."

When he said that, he put Jiang Shiye's head on his lap.The hand gently slid the scar on his right cheek, as if to let him sleep.

Even if he slid his hand twice, it loosened and hung down, covering Jiang Shiye's eyes.

Jiang Shiye's eyelashes trembled, he grabbed his hand, held it tightly, looked up at the man with his head up and his eyes closed, sighed, and his eyes gradually turned red again.

He's not stupid, he understands why Cen Si wants to drink and smoke; he's not surprised, after all, it's all said and done today.

he just...

I don't know when this is a head.

As the car drove slowly, Cen Si had one thing on his mind - he only made a future promise with Jiang Shiye in the afternoon, and he was going to die in the evening, fearing that he would scare people - so he didn't close his eyes for a while.After waking up, I took the medicine and eased up, and now I am much more comfortable.

Jiang Shiye was still obediently pillowing on his lap, playing with his hands, and didn't say anything until he woke up.

Neither of them said anything, Cen Si looked at him silently, only then realized that his eyes were always red and he kept sniffling.After a while, watching his shoulders twitch, he suddenly laughed and broke the silence: "My dear, why don't you become an actor, it's so suitable for crying scenes."

"..." Jiang Shiye raised his eyes and stared at him.

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