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    "Actually, the action of lighting cigarettes from 4 to 8 is quite easy."

    "CS used to be a popular teenage idol, but now I really don't have the quality of an athlete at all, so embarrassing"

    "Xiao Ba is poisonous, the singer still smokes? I want to lose my fan"

    "I think it's better to cancel the trending search. With so many marketing accounts teamed up, it has already spread. Or should the company issue an apology statement first?"

    Jiang Shiye got a little angry when he heard the apology, and explained: "We just took a puff and threw it away, neither of us knows how."

    "I can't help it if I got the photo." Chen Zheng smiled helplessly, "It's okay Xiao Ye, this is nothing, it shows that you are popular now, and you should pay attention to your public image in the future, you just debut... Or you come to the clockworkWeibo?"

    "Who on earth is Xiao Ye's family? Cen Si dares to mess with him."

    "Is there a camera next to that convenience store? If so, let's find someone to check it later," Bam suggested. "If there is a scene of you throwing cigarettes or something, it's okay, let's do a PR reversal."

    "It's okay for Xiaoye, it's not a big deal, you can complain to your fourth brother when you go back, and he will definitely say it doesn't matter haha."

    Everyone chattered, Jiang Shiye nodded.

    He also didn't think smoking was such a big deal.

    The annoying point is that some netizens are chattering.

    He now has a minefield that is easy to blow up, as long as he sees netizens still grabbing Cen Si's athlete's spot, he will get angry.

    He silently lowered his head and edited a Weibo response, fearing that he would not be able to speak, so he gave it to Chen Zheng for review: —— "@江读野: I just took a sip, and I threw it away when I was choked to shame. I don't believe it."

    Unexpectedly, Chen Zheng laughed loudly:

    "Ono, your tone is quite like the fourth brother."

    Jiang Shiye went home at eight o'clock on time, but Cen Si was not waiting for him at the door.

    When he entered the room, he found that the man had fallen asleep lying on the dining table and bar, with his back bowed, the phone screen was still on in the previous chat window, and the bowl of porridge by his arm was still full, and it was already cold.

    Jiang Shiye gently pushed Cen Si down, but Cen Si did not move.

    Jiang Shiye pushed hard a second time.

    Cen Si finally swayed, made a gasping sound, raised his head and squinted, his face was covered with red marks.

    The naked eye could see that he had slept deeply and for a long time, but he asked with a dazed expression, "Why did you come back so soon?"

    Jiang Shiye pursed his lips and looked at him silently.

    "I seemed to have fallen asleep just now." Cen Si rubbed his face, glanced at the porridge in hand, seemed to be awake, smiled and explained: "I was just unpacking the bag, you sent it to me downstairsinformation?"

    He didn't even take the spoon, so he wanted to pick up the bowl and drink the porridge directly.

    However, there was no strength in his hands, and with a bang, the bowl slipped from his hands and fell to the corner of the table.

    The sticky porridge dripped down like a waterfall in an instant, soaking into Jiang Shiye's slippers by the table.

    But Jiang Shiye didn't move, just stood there.

    Cen Si clicked his tongue irritably, took out two napkins after trying three times, knelt down and wanted to wipe it for Jiang Shiye, and explained in a hurry: "I just wiped your hand, so I wiped it for you to wash your feet——”

    Jiang Shiye suddenly knelt down and hugged him tightly.

    Cen Si's hand immediately stopped beside his toes.

    Jiang Shiye hugged him so tightly that his whole body trembled slightly, as if he had been scalded by the porridge that had cooled down a long time ago.

    There was silence for a while, only the sound of the porridge remaining on the bar table still dripping down.

    The paper in Cen Si's hand was crumpled tightly, and he let it go after a while. He adjusted his posture and knelt on the ground so that he could be taller than Jiang Shiye who was squatting.

    He buried Jiang Shiye's face into his shoulder, and called him softly, "Zombie."

    The other party should not.

    Cen Si smiled, patted the back of his head, and stroked the back of his neck down the line: "Zombie, I'm just sleepy."

    "But the porridge is cold." There was a muffled voice beside the collarbone.

    "Um?"

    "The porridge is cold, the message was sent two hours ago, not just now."

    "Is that so?" Cen Si laughed again, "So didn't I say I fell asleep?"

    Jiang Shiye didn't speak.

    After a long time, the sound of breathing slowly intertwined, Cen Si lowered his head and tried to kiss Jiang Shiye's forehead, then went down again, trying to touch his lips.Only then did Jiang Shiye turn his head: "I don't believe you, Cen Si."

    He stood up, stepping on the porridge on the soles of his feet, sticky and slapping, like his bitter love for Cen Si.His mood was so contradictory and deep, wishing that Cen Si would have surgery tomorrow and wishing that he would never have surgery, so many words, complaints, and worries were stuck in his throat, and the last words that came out were only these words: "I don't believe you anymoreCen Si."

    He walked forward, saying every word: "Until you recover from illness, I will not kiss you again."

    He walked into the bathroom lukewarmly, but was suddenly grabbed by Cen Si behind him.

    The thin pecks and kisses fell immediately.

    Those who were not sick resisted with dignity, but those who were sick laughed shamelessly: "You don't believe me and don't kiss me, but that's none of my business."

    "..."

    So the hopeless Jiang Shiye let Cen Si kiss him.

    A gentleman's agreement was made on the bed.

    ——As soon as the Chinese Valentine's Day is over and his fan listening session is over, Cen Si goes to old man Qi to lie down.

    Jiang Shiye didn't tell Cen Si about the exposure of smoking, and Cen Si never knew about it.

    He is indeed not as good as before. He is tired even though he has not done anything, and he is not very good at using electronic products. His eyes like to blur, and he only plays with people when he is around.

    In addition, the fans of both of them are very good at playing. Even though VEC didn't think too much about public relations, the fans spontaneously used various methods to clear the square and brush entries.It was quickly dispersed.

    The next day, Jiang Shiye's new album "Timelie" was released ahead of schedule and the music was released without any risk.

    This album only has five songs, no money, not even a VIP, and it quickly landed in the top five of the music charts.

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