The natural stay of the Great God's family [Entertainment]

The agent called immediately.

"Have you read Weibo? What's going on, you were so careless when you went out, and you were spotted by fans and took that kind of photo. You don't really want to date Song Jinghuai, do you?"

Cheng Minghao explained the cause and effect dumbfounded.

The agent was silent for a minute and then said: "The incident has already happened, the evidence is overwhelming, and it has been spread all over the Internet. It is impossible to cover up the past. It is better to let the fans continue to misunderstand, and the topic will become bigger and bigger. Come forward and explain, really, I don’t know if the company’s explanation is still useful at this point.”

What do you mean by this point, he and Song Jinghuai are innocent and have a pure relationship between men and women, okay?

Male ♂ male relationship, male ♂ male relationship, male ♂ male relationship...

Cheng Minghao's whole body is not well.Song Jinghuai's beautiful face and soft hands suddenly flashed in his mind, and his cheeks became hot uncontrollably. Although Song Jinghuai was his first love, at that time he thought Song Jinghuai would only fall in love with girls, and he didn't fall in love with any of them afterwards. Man, since he can have a crush on the girl version of Song Jinghuai, it means he is heterosexual... right?

But, who the hell told him why he felt excited, satisfied and happy when he saw the photo of him holding Song Jinghuai!I really want to pull it again, is there any wood!

But before the wolf blood in his stomach boiled, he was drowned out by Song Jinghuai who came back.

"Give you."

Cheng Minghao took a look: "..."

A silk scarf printed with small yellow chrysanthemums.

"What are they used for?"

"Cover your face." Song Jinghuai seriously demonstrated to him how to cover his face with a silk scarf.

"...Are you mentally retarded? Use this thing to cover your face, I might as well use it to wipe shit!"

"Huh? It's such a waste to wipe shit, ten yuan a piece," Song Jinghuai actually replied seriously, "Hey, I have tissues here to wipe shit for you."

"..." Cheng Minghao covered Song Jinghuai's face with silk scarves and paper towels, he must be out of his mind to fall in love with Song Jinghuai! "Go buy it again!"

Half an hour later, Cheng Minghao walked into the subway wearing a spoof mask with a sausage mouth on it...

...Why does he feel that passers-by are looking at him more?

Walking to Cheng Minghao's favorite seafood restaurant in the city center, and was about to go in, Cheng Minghao was stopped by someone patting his shoulder.

"Male god! Why are you here too?"

Cheng Minghao was taken aback, thinking that his identity had been exposed again, but fortunately, it was an insider who recognized him.

Liu Chen.

This kid is just like a dog seeing his master, his eyes are shining, and his fists are excitedly pressed against his chest, as if he is restraining his urge to rush up and hug Cheng Minghao, he almost wags his tail.

Cheng Minghao is still wearing a fake mask on his face, do you want his face to be recognized by Liu Chen? !Take a look, this kid Liu Chen's face is already swollen red, he is obviously holding back his laughter, well, he can't hold it anymore, he burst out laughing hahaha.

"Hahaha, male god, your mask is so cute, can I take a photo as a souvenir?" Liu Chen bluntly took out his phone and pressed the camera button. Song Jinghuai suddenly pushed Cheng Minghao, and the camera clicked. That left Song Jinghuai's profile at a 45-degree angle.

Cheng Minghao was still in a dazed state of being recognized and felt ashamed, Song Jinghuai had already reacted and said: "Why are you like this? You don't take pictures just to ask other people's opinions, delete them quickly."

Song Jinghuai was stubborn, he said what he thought, and he didn't understand the principle of tact.

Liu Chen was taken aback by the words, looked at the photo in his hand, blinked, and suddenly said excitedly: "Song Jinghuai, you are Song Jinghuai, right?"

The city center is densely populated and there are many pedestrians coming and going, not to mention that they are in front of a lively restaurant. Liu Chen's screaming and screaming immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Those who didn't know Song Jinghuai saw it as a scene of excitement, and those who knew him, after seeing his outfit and long hair, immediately screamed excitedly.Song Jinghuai is here, so Cheng Minghao next to him will be more recognizable.

The sound of clicking cameras and the dazzling flashing lights immediately enveloped them, and the fans rushed up like crazy. Cheng Minghao had to take Song Jinghuai away, and turned his head to stare at the frightened Liu Chen. a familiar person.

Producer Li Li.

Why is he here? Did he come with Liu Chen?

Before Cheng Minghao could figure it out, he and Song Jinghuai embarked on a long journey of escape.

Song Jinghuai's side face was blocked by fans' mobile phones, and his long black hair gradually disappeared into the crowd. Liu Chen looked at Song Jinghuai's back in a daze, and held the phone tightly. On the screen of the phone was Song Jinghuai's flustered profile, wearing a The face in sunglasses cannot see the whole picture clearly, but the beautiful outline and fair skin seem to jump out of the frozen picture, break into reality, clearly reflected in the bottom of my heart, and engraved on my heart.

"Second Uncle, I seem to have fallen in love with him at first sight."

Li Li, behind Liu Chen, was silent, his eyes hidden under the glasses were full of unknown waves.

Cheng Minghao and the two got into the deserted alley, but the fans chased them along the main road, and watched the fans leave. Cheng Minghao heaved a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall weakly and cursed: "Damn, does he have brains? What are you doing loudly! I don’t even have to eat!”

Fortunately, he had a good impression of Liu Chen before. He felt that he was a single-celled person. In fact, he had no evil intentions. Now he thinks that Liu Chen is a brainless mentally retarded. He shouted so loudly in public to attract attention, and even laughed at him. He, taking pictures, this person is really sick, don't you know how to look at people's faces!

"I really don't know how he recognized me. Fortunately, you pushed me just now, otherwise I was so fucking afraid that he would expose that photo of me. But it seems that you were photographed. I don't know if the kid deleted it or not. If you delete it... Damn, I have to go to him to delete it. I really don't want to see him, my good mood has been ruined by him!"

Song Jinghuai did not speak quietly, and after Cheng Minghao cursed and kicked the wall a few times to vent his anger, he apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, if I didn't buy this mask for you to wear, it wouldn't be like this .”

Cheng Minghao was taken aback for a moment, Song Jinghuai would actually take the initiative to apologize?This is simply the rhythm of the sun being raped.

"Excuseme? You were apologizing to me just now?" Cheng Minghao pointed to his nose in disbelief and confirmed again and again. Seeing Song Jinghuai nodded, Cheng Minghao suddenly opened his eyes wide. Oh, I'm going, he actually cried, his eyes were red , and there were tears in the eyes (Song Jinghuai's sunglasses were accidentally dropped when he was surrounded by fans just now).

"You... don't cry, it's none of your business, it's all the fault of that bastard Liu Chen. Look at the mask you bought, I put it on without minding, how could I blame you? Mom Ah, don't cry!" Cheng Minghao hurriedly wiped away Song Jinghuai's tears, his fingertips lightly touched the smooth skin, the delicate touch seemed to induce him to commit a crime, he couldn't help holding Song Jinghuai's face in his palm, Take good care of it.He immediately sounded the alarm and withdrew his hand, but seeing that Song Jinghuai's tears couldn't be stopped and were falling down, he panicked and didn't know what to do, and looked around anxiously.

"I do not……"

Before he finished speaking, Song Jinghuai was embraced into a fiery embrace, and a big palm with well-defined bones was gently patted on his back, as if it had the magical power to make people stable, full of a sense of security, and at the same time, the sound of A magnetic voice.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry, your troubles will fly away."

The immature comforting words made him feel like traveling through more than ten years of time and space, returning to the youthful junior high school days.

At that time, he had just transferred to a new school, and one day he was dragged to a corner by a group of tall boys, punched and kicked, because the girl their boss liked was interested in him.The sudden and innocent disaster frightened him, who was defenseless, and cried on the spot. When he was beaten by the boss with his shoulder-length hair, it was Cheng Minghao who appeared and rescued him.

At that time, Cheng Minghao, who was not tall, was like a weak mouse in front of them, and his thin body was even trembling with fear.But Cheng Minghao did not escape, he stood in front of him resolutely, and said in a firm tone: "You stay behind me, I will protect you!"

The farce ended with the teacher rushing to the rescue, but at that time Cheng Minghao had already been beaten with a black nose and a swollen face.

He had been living with his parents in France before he transferred to another school. When he first arrived in China, he encountered such a violent incident. He couldn't bear the fright, and tears kept falling. No matter how the teacher comforted him, it was useless.

When he was choking with tears, Cheng Minghao stretched out his hands to hug him, patted his back, and comforted him clumsily: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, your troubles will fly away."

Obviously Cheng Minghao's eyes were moist, his mouth was split open, and his hands were shaking... Cheng Minghao didn't let go until he stopped his tears, until he smiled again.

"Puff." In reality, Song Jinghuai let out a joyful laugh, "Mouse, you are so childish."

"..." Cheng Minghao suddenly opened the distance between the two of them, and said with a dark face, "What did you say?"

"I said you're so naive, and you're ashamed to say what you say to tease children."

The atmosphere that had just been brewing was gone in an instant.

Cheng Minghao ran away: "It's not because of you! If you don't cry, will I comfort you like this?"

"Huh? Who's crying, you?"

"you!"

"I didn't cry, I'm not a child, why did I cry." Song Jinghuai blinked in confusion.

"If you don't cry, why are you shedding tears!"

Song Jinghuai rubbed his red eyes and muttered, "There's sand in my eyes, it's so uncomfortable."

"Come on, this lame excuse was outdated 800 years ago..." Cheng Minghao paused, and seeing Song Jinghuai still rubbing his eyes, his brows frowned because of discomfort, "Did you really get into the sand?" If he answered in the affirmative, Cheng Minghao couldn't get angry, "Stop rubbing, show me."

Pulling away Song Jinghuai's hand, he looked at those beautiful eyes under the dim street lamp. The blue color was like a bright starry sky, emitting a light that could not be ignored. Cheng Minghao was almost sucked in by those eyes, and surrendered to them. under the charm.

"Did you see the sand?"

When Cheng Minghao woke up, he realized what he was going to do. He coughed in embarrassment, pulled Song Jinghuai's eyelids lightly, and found tiny grains of sand in his eyes: "I'll blow it away for you, don't move around."

"Oh, don't blow the drool in."

"...I won't blow it up for you!"

The author has something to say: Host: "Song Xiaodai shed tears because the mouse bullied you?"

Song Jinghuai: "Huh? I just bleed out physiological saline."

Cheng Minghao: "Isn't that just tears? [Pick nose]"

Song Jinghuai: "It's different, mine sounds more elegant. For example, the action of [picking the nose] can be elegantly called 'the intimate contact between the fingers and the nose', oh, of course, for you it is better to use 'picking the nose' Shit' would be more appropriate."

Cheng Minghao: "..."