Chapter 85: Double scum engagement

Who is Ji Chen!
Who is Meng Churong!
This news immediately set off a storm on the Internet.
Behind every top traffic stood a considerable number of brain-residual fans, and Ji Chen was no exception. Compared with others, the fighting power was only strong but not weak.
Like Zhou Yuhe and Bai An, they have more or less pro-mother fans, or sister fans, but Ji Chen's fans are not because of his looks and extraordinary family wealth.
Girlfriend fans and wife fans who call themselves the wife of the president abound.
The most famous saying in Ji Chen's fan circle is "Whether you love him because of his appearance, body shape or personality, I am because of money anyway."
Once the dream of "the domineering president falls in love with me" is pierced, its power is self-evident.
In just ten minutes, the hot search about the engagement of the two quickly occupied the hot search headlines, boundless abuse flew to Meng Churong's Weibo private messages like snowflakes, and most of the comments were some unsightly bad words, which forced Meng Chu Rong had to temporarily turn off her comments.
She has always had a bad reputation, and she knows that this incident will provoke crazy attacks from Ji Chen fans, but in the end it is the daughter of the Black Emperor. Before, any black spots were carried by the Black Emperor with the help of the Black Emperor, so she was lucky and felt that it should be fine. . Who would have thought that the power of the brain-residual fan is so powerful, her Weibo is like a lawn that has been trampled by thousands of iron riders. Looking around, no grass will grow.
She felt terrified in her heart, after thinking about it, she dialed the other party.
Although the two made it clear that it was a political marriage, after all, they belonged to a family and grew up together. Because of each other's increasingly handsome face and increasingly fierce skills, Meng Churong had more or less fantasies about Ji Chen.
Unexpectedly, when a phone call passed, no one answered it.
Not reconciled, Meng Churong made three calls before being answered by Ji Chen.
Before I spoke, I heard Ji Chen coldly asking: "What's the matter?"
Meng Churong said with a little grievance, "Why did you go just now?"
"Meeting, busy." Ji Chen's tone was hard and indifferent, not at all like treating his fiancee.
Meng Churong suppressed his unhappiness and said pitifully, "Do you know what your fans on the Internet have called me? Are you looking at them to insult me ​​like this?"
Ji Chen sneered quickly, and then pressed the corners of his lips, "They are all little girls who have not been involved in the world. It is normal to resent you. Don't care about them. It will be fine after a while. I am very busy. There is a liquor bureau, hang up first."
Before Meng Churong could say another word, a busy tone came from the phone.
Meng Churong slammed the phone to the ground angrily, and the phone case was smashed on the valuable cashmere carpet. There was no damage except for a muffled sound.
Meng Churong, who has been spoiled since childhood, has never suffered such a grievance?
The last time she was so angry was Zhou Yuhe at the I.S annual meeting last year!
"Well, Ji Chen, you will let the fans scold me before you get married. When I really become your Ji family, don't you want to become your fertility tool, a decoration of the Ji family?!" Meng Churong Liu Mei Inverted, the joy of finding the wishful man for her mother disappeared instantly.
But she really blamed Ji Chen for this, marry her? It's not enough for Ji Chen to hide far away!
Ji Chen sneered and hung up the phone, his eyes were cold.
Meng Churong deceived Cao Qiyue and Zhou Yuhe, but could not deceive Ji Chen, who was born in the same way as her and was accustomed to hypocrisy.
Her buddha mouth, snake heart, and profit-only temperament, he experienced it many times when he was on the crew of "Obviously Sweet".
It was a sign of the friendship and cooperation between the Black Emperor and IS. As a result, the Black Emperor kept making small movements behind him. With Ji Chen’s reputation, he kept hyping Meng Churong, which made fans on both sides look ugly, and let "Re-Youth" take advantage of it. Entering, standing out as a clear stream, taking Ji Chen and Meng Churong together as stepping stones.
It's really a steal.
It is hateful that Meng Churong knew it at the time, but he insisted on pretending not to know, and ran to apologize to Ji Chen. Ji Chen was tired of her hypocritical appearance, so he said nothing, who knew this photo was sneaked into the crew. The paparazzi took a photo of it and put it on the Internet, which further confirmed the rumor that Ji Chen was at odds with Meng Churong.
This is a TV series with a strong lineup created by the Black King and IS. Needless to say, its degree of professionalism is self-explanatory. From shooting to the end, apart from the so-called Reuters pictures that the crew deliberately streamed online for publicity, only him and Meng Churong The picture has flowed out, and it is conceivable whether there is anyone behind it.
What is even more shocking is that when "It's So Sweet" tore through the sky and the word of "Re-Youth" counterattacked, Meng Churong saw that the reviews were too bad, and in a blink of an eye she ran out to clarify their private relationship. , There is no contradiction.
If you really want to clarify, you have already clarified, why wait until someone crawls on your head to save your reputation?
Obviously, I want to make myself famous with the heat of tearing!
This kind of double-faced woman wouldn't even want to pick her eyes. If it wasn't for the news of her marriage with the Black Emperor to force her uncle to do something, how could he be willing to get involved with Meng Churong?
Ji Chen restrained the hostility in his eyes, pressed the home button of the phone, and saw the smiling young man in the screen saver, suddenly a gentle smile came out of his lips.
This smile was immediately suppressed after thinking of the youth's disdain and contempt for him. Ji Chen looked at it, and the desire for power in his heart grew crazily like a sprout in the ground.
Patience for a while, just patience for a while...
Let’s talk about Meng Churong. After sitting in front of the computer for a while, she seemed to be unwilling, and re-opened Weibo like a self-abuse, searched for her name, glanced viciously over the news that netizens scolded her, and suddenly caught a glimpse A Weibo, stunned.
It was Cao Qiyue's Weibo reposted by a netizen.
"If you don't really come into contact with a person in private, don't make any comments. She, your mother? Know her so well." The picture on Weibo is a still from a costume drama Meng Churong picked up a few years ago, when she just grabbed it. A popular heroine Xiaohua, Xiaohua satirized on Weibo, and she was attacked by a large number of black fans.
The scale at that time was not as turbulent as it is now, and the Black Emperor bought a little navy and controlled her comments below.
But she was still not angry. Cao Qiyue hugged her shoulders and posted this Weibo with the corner of her mouth. She was happy then.
The Gein black fans were blocked with nothing to say, and hopelessly felt that the four words "her mother" were fierce and fierce, and later even became a buzzword for a period of time, simply poisonous...
Falling into memories of the sweet times of the past, Meng Churong has a bit of a throat.
Whether it is the boy and girl who she truly admired but had to let go because of profit at the end, or those boyfriends and girls who were finally bored with fresh contacts, like this, the only one who unreservedly came back to protect her... seemed to be Cao Qiyue.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of some fragmentary scenes of getting along with Cao Qiyue. When she recovered, the phone in her hand had already been dialed!
Meng Churong was flustered for a while, and quickly calmed down.
The phone beeped twice and someone answered it.
Meng Churong couldn't wait to say: "July, how have you been recently?"
The breathing on the other side of the phone stopped for a moment, as if he was stunned.
Seeing this, Meng Churong continued: "We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Today, I turned to Weibo and saw what you used to post for me... I felt a little bit touched. Actually, there is nothing to tell you. I'm sorry. You Now I am happy to be satisfied."
Meng Churong said this very skillfully.
She suffered a dumb loss at Ji Chen, so she didn't mention the attack on her Weibo in Cao Qiyue's call.
It sounds very fascinating to talk about only turning on Weibo without saying who's turning on Weibo.
Moreover, she spoke with a three-point sigh, seven-point regret, and a lot of nostalgia.
It can be seen that these few words are either too proficient or exhausted her only acting skills.
The news of her engagement with Ji Chen spread to the world.
Still calling Cao Qiyue at this juncture.
It's not implying that you're having a bad life, that emptiness and loneliness need some comfort, so what?
Meng Churong was holding a glass heart of her own, and waiting for the whisper on the phone, but she heard a low and dull male voice:
"She fell asleep."
Meng Churong was struck by lightning.
She hurriedly asked: "Who are you?!"
Cao Qiyue had a boyfriend?
Didn't she just break up with a girlfriend? ! Is there a next home? !
Miss Meng’s glass heart was corroded by a kind of acid called jealousy and there was nothing left. She was the proud girl of heaven since she was a child. She had a terrifying desire to monopolize. She has always been the only one who dumped others, and no one else dumped her, even after breaking up Don't let the other party find the next home, and wait until his attention is shifted by others before letting go of the ex.
What she likes most is the way others can't love her, but Cao Qiyue said that he would break up when he broke up, and that he would find a new love for a new love. The free and indifferent attitude deeply stimulated Miss Meng's self-esteem.
She didn't even know who was Cao Qiyue's predecessor.
She was still thinking about her, how could Cao Qiyue be a dead forget her, how could she live so happy!
On the other side of the phone, Zhou Yuhe sat on the sofa and watched Cao Qiyue fall back on the floor holding the wine bottle. His red lips were smashed, showing the smile of a mentally retarded child, and he even hit A heartless alcoholic hiccup caused Zhou Yuhe to chuckle. The pampering scent that made her ears pregnant almost broke through the phone screen and pierced Meng Churong's heart.
Her hands tightened suddenly, gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Zhou Yu and the corner of his mouth twitched, he became ill-tempered, and deliberately put on a male host's tone, and said slowly: "What do we do with you? I advise you to guard your fiancé if you want to. He will clear your Weibo for you, don't even think about calling Cao Qiyue's idea."
After that, he hung up the phone directly, and Meng Churong was so angry that his Qiqiao had smoke.
In the four paragraphs, every word is really stabbing a knife in her heart, wishing to get into the phone and tear the person's mouth.
Tomorrow, Zhou Yuhe will set off for City H to attend the Golden Dragon Awards ceremony. Cao Qiyue said that he had given him courage in advance, so he should not pee his pants when he sees the big scene.
This is a joke, in fact, everyone is clear in their hearts.
During the awards season for several months, Zhou Yuhe won nothing except the first few days when he won the best newcomer award at the University Student Film Festival.
It is self-evident that the shock brought by the disappointment after expectation again and again.
A few friends tried to make him cheer at night, don't think about it.
Zhou Yuhe really didn't think much about it, but his friends were so touched that he pretended to accompany them without knowingly.
Xie Yifeng came out of the bathroom, rubbing his wet hair with a towel, and looking at Zhou Yuhe, who was sneered and hung up the phone.
Xie Yifeng was vomited by Cao Qiyue when he was playing.
Zhou Yuhe was so miserable to see him like this, so he packed out a new set of home clothes, towels and underwear for him, and told him to take a shower quickly.
As a trapeze, it is obviously normal to have some new daily necessities at home.
But when Xie Yifeng took these things from him, he glanced at him with a deep look, and he couldn't help but blush with a guilty conscience.
As soon as Xie Yifeng turned off the faucet and put his hand on the doorknob to leave the bathroom, Zhou Yuhe picked up the phone and began to frustrate Meng Churong. That's why Xie Yifeng listened to what he said just now.
Xie Yifeng felt jealous. He only felt that Hehe with a cold face with a knife in his mouth was really cute, and he wanted to let someone hold it in his arms and rub it.
"Meng Churong?" Xie Yifeng sat down beside Zhou Yuhe. With his current understanding of Hehe and the friends around him, it was not difficult to guess who was about to be stupefied by him on the phone.
"Yeah." Zhou Yuhe put down his "Brother Same Model" mobile phone with an ugly expression.
He was drunk too, and without seeing if it was his own phone, he picked it up and picked it up.
Cao Qiyue had deleted Meng Churong's contact information a long time ago, and there was a string of numbers in the caller ID display.
I thought it was an investor who made the wrong call, skipped the broker and called him directly, so Zhou Yuhe was startled when he heard Meng Churong's voice.
Then the wine woke up.
"Meng Churong, don't you be blind? On what occasion did Cao Qiyue see her and didn't treat her as air? Why did she think she couldn't forget her to pretend to be a failure?" Zhou Yu and the grinning little looks provoked Xie Yifengren Can't help but reach out and gently rub his thin and graceful lips.
"It is estimated that I was angry with Ji Chen, and my mind was confused." Xie Yifeng said solemnly, holding Zhou Yu and his thin and lean body in his arms, gently stroking his back again and again, helping He was smooth.
Since the two pierced the window paper that day, the intimacy between these lovers gradually increased.
I don’t know who started approaching who first. In short, today, Zhou Yuhe is no stranger to his skin relatives. Xie Yifeng filled his nose with the fragrance of shower gel, a drop of water with dampness. Zhu Cong Xie Yifeng's hair dripped on his eyelids.
Zhou Yuhe blinked.
The breath seemed to have been soothed, and the slightly undulating chest couldn't help calming down.
He buried his head in the man’s neck, stretched out his fangs and took an angry bite, "Where is the confusion, it is clearly insidious!"
If you don’t call early, you don’t call late, but you have to wait until your Weibo is captured by a fan before you call Cao Qiyue. What is the picture?
Isn’t it just hope that Cao Qiyue’s brain rushed out like before to get a knife for her?
The place where Zhou Yuhe had been bitten by was as hot as sparks. Xie Yifeng's eyes darkened, thinking that he was wearing Hehe clothes now. After taking a bath, he was also covered with the smell of Hehe. Even if he himself is in his arms, how can he be disheartened?
Xie Yifeng said yes and yes, and what he said were correct, while pressing his head on the sofa and licking a kiss.
Zhou Yuhe turned from a little beast with its teeth and claws into a pool of spring water. The strong male aura on each other's body tried its best to relax through every pore, like the strongest and most seductive signal in the world, and its consciousness gradually blurred.
When he came back to his senses, the top button of the shirt had been unbuttoned by Xie Yifeng...
"No...no!" Zhou Yuhe shook his head while stopping Xie Yifeng's next movements. Although he liked the person in front of him very much, he was unavoidable to be shy at this time.
"Is it really impossible? Hehe...hehe..." Xie Yifeng bit his earlobe without saying any pleading, but the patience and depression between the words were enough to make anyone feel soft.
His hurried and deep voice carries endless temptation and in the night.
At this moment, Zhou Yuhe was actually bewitched in his heart, but the last bit of reason still remained in his mouth: "Cao Qiyue...Cao Qiyue is here."
Xie Yifeng curled his lips and smiled. He turned around and glanced at Cao Qiyue on the ground.
There was already a mess in the living room. Friends left one after another, leaving only Cao Qiyue who insisted on drinking for the second half, and ended up sleeping alone on the floor of the living room, no matter how they pulled it, he refused to rise.
"Then let's go back to the room." As he said, Xie Yifeng ignored Zhou Yu and the resistance that was so weak that he could barely be ignored.
Puff and puff.
The heart beats wildly.
Zhou Yuhe clung to Xie Yifeng's neck and found it uselessly that he was more excited than nervous.
This person, at this moment, from the past life to this life.
They really seem to have waited a long time.
Zhou Yuhe turned his head and saw Xie Yifeng's handsome face clearly through the light.
"You said, we will always be together? I mean, if one day, I have nothing...I don't have this face, and I am no longer a bright star in the spotlight, do you still care about me?" Zhou Yu I itched my throat, and when I wanted to stop it, I found that these words had already been said.
It's not that I don't know.
This answer, he knew when he was caught in the fire and Xie Yifeng ran in to rescue him regardless of his own safety.
Even earlier.
In the last life, after he was disfigured, only when Xie Yifeng was waiting silently by his side, he actually knew very well—
In this world, only Xie Yifeng will accept him unconditionally at any time.
But just like every child with a physical or mental impairment will ask his parents countless times.
do you love me or not?
Care is chaos, which will lead to gains and losses.
He just wanted to confirm it again.
He just wanted a very clear answer.
Xie Yifeng stopped.
He looked at Zhou Yuhe, his handsome face was full of incredible.
It seems to hear Zhou Yuhe asking "Are you a man or a woman".
no doubt.
His expression greatly pleased Zhou Yuhe.
Zhou Yuhe laughed, covering his mouth, smiling and saying, "Don't say it, don't say it, I see..."
Xie Yifeng grabbed his hand and bit it punitively. Zhou Yuhe was itchy for a while, and the two of them were still sticking to each other. Of course, Emperor Xie couldn't stand it.
Zhou Yuhe can't help but think again. With his earlobe in his mouth, the actor Xie said shameless words in a voice like a movie dubbing. Zhou Yuhe's face was reddened by the rain, and his skin was red. The cooked small shrimps are carried into the bedroom under the eyes of the diners, and they will eventually be taken apart and eaten.
After everything was over, the soft bedside lamp shone on Zhou Yuhe's peaceful face.
Xie Yifeng touched Zhou Yuhe with his elbow and leg. After confirming that the other party did not respond, he sighed and leaned close to his ear and said softly, "We will always be together. No matter what you become, I will love you and He. …Hey, what else can I do for you to eliminate the anxiety in your heart?"
Xie Yifeng looked at him quietly, except for a white and soft sleeping face, without any response.
He sighed again, put a light kiss on Zhou Yuhe's lips, lay down and fell asleep.
No one saw it.
After the lights were turned off, the moonlight fell.
It was on the corners of the young boy's slightly raised lips.
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It can only be made up like this, due to the general environment, everyone understands that it is good to smell the car exhaust.