[Jiang Ye's agency doesn't suppress the scandal at all, what kind of heart is An, do you want to laugh at me?] ]

Jiang Ye also pondered that it had been a day since this happened, how could there still be a hot search.

If the company doesn't help itself explain and explain, then do you need to explain it yourself?

Jiang Ye typed several lines, explaining that he was tied up by a fanatical fan, and then his family sent a reward to look for him.

Published.

Jiang Ye deleted it again.

He thinks that the company didn't ask him, nor did he use public relations to suppress heat, and it is estimated that the company has its own ideas.

The result is re-brushed.

[Jiang Ye 'collapsed' on Weibo and deleted it, netizens: I have long seen that he is wrong. ]

[It's time to pour cold water on Jiang Ye.] ]

[This is just the poster for "Thorn"?] No, it's Vanity Fair for favored and outcasts. ]

Jiang Ye brushed it, the poster has a small position for himself, and he is favored?

It's all some headline party, click in, describe the things related to the headline, and start introducing your own products.

Only...

Can it be because of his acting skills on the hot search one day?

The title party is okay, and they don't dare to scold people openly.

The information under the content is the most powerful. There are those who swear and those who do not swear.

It's going crazy.

Depressed.

Handsome guys don't want to curse.

He has always been very elegant.

Pouting, Jiang Ye slumped on the sofa on all fours, looked at the ceiling and began to think nonsense.

Suddenly, the man's handsome face appeared in the sky. When he lowered his eyes, he seemed to have an urge to kiss Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye skillfully rolled over, and when he sat down, he straightened his hairstyle.

"Hmm..." Jiang Ye felt the wound on the top of his head.

Immediately, his hand was held by Fu Yi, and the man knelt on one knee on the edge of the sofa and looked at Jiang Ye's head carefully.

"Bald?" Jiang Ye was worried.

Immediately, there was a warm breath, as if Fu Yi had exhaled a hot breath.

Not to mention, it's really quite comfortable.

The man sat aside and took the notebook that Jiang Ye had discarded. He asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Ye's lifeless appearance is rare for Fu Yi to see.

Click on Jiang Ye's recent browsing, and basically know that he is depressed.

"It's better to see less commentary, a thousand people and a thousand faces." Fu Yi was very rational at this time.

Until he swiped it—

[In other words, Li Jing took the initiative to approach such a small artist as Jiang Ye, Li Jing wouldn't be the financier behind Jiang Ye.] ]

[Sisters upstairs, we got it.] ]

[Disgusting, two men's knocks every day, annoying to death.] ]

[Damn gays, can you get the hell out of this planet.] ]

Fu Yi pursed his lips restrainedly, and then asked Jiang Ye: "Scold directly, or go through the process." ”

Jiang Ye was halfway through the complaint, and he didn't understand too much when he heard Fu Yi's words: "Huh? ”

Moving his buttocks, Jiang Ye sat next to the man, looked at it, and smiled.

Jiang Ye responded to Fu Yi with Fu Yi's words, "It's better to see less comments." ”

Jiang Ye, who stretched out to the laptop screen and was about to click the page 'X', grabbed his hand by Fu Yi and put it in his arms.

His fingertips twitched.

Jiang Ye leaned in and looked at it.

Fu Yiren: [You don't have a work, it's hard for me to play.] ]

It's really a Sven scolding.

Fu Yi turned his head and continued to comfort Jiang Ye, "Don't care. ”

"Some people like to embarrass others to show that they are smart."

"Why live according to other people's ideas."

comforted Jiang Ye three times in a row, and almost stunned Jiang Ye.

His fingertips moved, poking at the man's hard chest.

"Fu Yi, you are so gentle."

In this sentence, Jiang Ye praised Fu Yi from the heart.

"You just know." The man glanced at him lightly, and then lowered his eyes with some resentment, as if he continued to stare at the notebook.

Jiang Ye was stunned and sat down straight.

Looking at the man's words, he replied, as if Fu Yi had always been so intimate to him. And he has always lacked morality.

Jiang Ye retorted: "You weren't so gentle ten years ago, you were clearly unruly at that time. When you were fighting with me, that punch came over me and I almost didn't get knocked out of your head. ”

"If you weren't too arrogant, I would have done this to you?" Fu Yi said lightly.

Jiang Ye couldn't bear it anymore, "That's not you robbing my girl!" ”

Fu Yi shifted his gaze to Jiang Ye, his eyes burning: "They can't be called your girls." ”

That's right.

Jiang Ye was just discussing with his brothers who was good-looking, who was good at studying, and who was going to be soaked, but he was cut off by Fu Yi.

Cutting off Hu once can be regarded as a coincidence, so cutting off Hu many times, cutting Hu every time, Fu Yi, what does it mean.

Jiang Ye thought about it, and there was a sense of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Fu Yi.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not in a relationship with them." Fu Yi's fingertips continued to slide across the screen.

Jiang Ye was paralyzed again.

is because Fu Yi did not use his love as a temptation, and always had a cold face, just an ice cream or cold powder from a roadside stall could capture the hearts of those little girls.

Crawling up from the sofa, Jiang Ye returned to the room with a wilt.

The laptop screen went black, and Fu Yi's bedtime was also up.

There have been too many things recently, and Jiang Ye's mind has been hanging with nightmares about these things before going to bed, and he even dreamed of Li Liyi.

That pervert wants to peel off his own skin to make a photo.

Absolutely forced is those horror movies that you can't love.

A very classic scene in the dream, no matter where he hides, he can be found by the people who are chasing him.

When you walk to the stairs, there are no handrails, and you will fall straight down the stairs as you walk.

Jiang Ye hung a heart, stepped on something, and kicked hard.

'Plop'.

Jiang Ye stepped on it and grabbed the 'pillar' in front of him to prevent him from falling down the stairs.

Fu Yi was kicked defenselessly, and was held by Jiang Ye defenselessly.

Then Jiang Ye was a little wild, and he pulled Fu Yi and kept rubbing.

The full fingertips kept picking at Fu Yi's neck. The short nails are also, not missing the slightest opportunity to 'abuse' Fu Yi.

Soon, Jiang Ye was quiet and fell back into his usual sleep.

It is estimated that he has killed the enemy in his dream himself.

After sitting quietly on the ground for a few minutes, Fu Yi picked up Jiang Ye, who was not sleeping very peacefully, and returned to the bed.

When he got up in the morning, Fu Yi didn't speak.

Jiang Ye looked at the slightly messy bed and glanced at the man's cold face.

Last night, he said that he was gentle, and he must have looked away.

When I walked to the living room, I found that there was no breakfast on the table, but the man was already dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

"What are we going to eat today?" Jiang Ye was wearing flip-flops and followed behind Fu Yi.

The man straightened his tie and glanced at him lightly, "Such a big person, do you still need me to take you to breakfast?" ”

Seeing Fu Yi leave, Jiang Ye was depressed on the spot.

It's a little bit of a personal grudge, and it's so indifferent to me.