Rong Tian grabbed the potato chips and paused in the air. She opened her mouth and looked at the screen along Chong Tiange's hand.

The two of them put their heads together and stared at the tablet computer in her hand.

"The relationship is exposed!"

"It's hard to control your love, kiss passionately in the street!"

"Reveal the mystery of the number one diamond king!"

"Collection of 12 popular female stars who have been very close to Tiange!"

"Is it a man|happy|woman|love or a strong alliance? Is it a fall in love or a joint hype?"

Numerous similar striking topics occupy the entire screen. There are also several photos below the text and a video of a second shot that lasts about a minute. It has been publicly transmitted to the Internet by unknown friends. The number of clicks is so high that it has only been a few hours before it has risen to six figures.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them reached out to click on the video first.

"The number one diamond prince? Are you talking about me?"

Chong Tiange pointed at himself, took another piece of potato chips, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and then took another piece, looking a little confused, and seemed to not like this strange title.

Rong Tian turned her head, grabbed the potato chips from his hand, raised her eyebrows, and snorted, "There are 12 people? Which 12 people? Why haven't I heard of it? It's so secret, what kind of secret method is it? Is it so secret that it is to pull the little hands, or to the rolling sheets?"

Even if the media captures the wind and shadows, it means that there is wind and shadows. It cannot be completely without wind and waves.

So, her heart was so sad.

Chong Tiange reacted and sneered: "You believe what the entertainment reporter said? In their eyes, a businessman and an 18th-tier star happened to have dinner in the same restaurant, and the two passed by each other. That was also called a private meeting! If you don't write that, where did you get the click rate? In the past, lying was like running a train in your mouth. In this era of IP kingdom, they can run high-speed trains in their mouths!"

Rong Tian curled her lips and said nothing, and clicked on the photo with a little finger.

"I'm so ugly. Can paparazzi install photo-beautiful software in the future? If that's the case, I'll let them take pictures."

She picked up the tablet and leaned closer in front of her eyes. She looked left and right and felt that the woman in the photo was too far from her real image. It might be because she was not very clear, and it was a bit blurry. However, compared to the Hong Kong media's stolen photos that deliberately vilified people, these photos are already very good, at least similar to normal people, not too ugly.

"Miss, you are still caring about beauty or not."

Chong Tiange pressed his forehead and sighed.

He really didn't expect that there would be passers-by who would take a photo of the scene at noon and post it. In this way, his relationship with Rong Tian was forced to be announced, and it looked a bit passive and could easily be regarded as a topic and could not be kept on top for a long time.

Rong Tian held the tablet and sat cross-legged on the sofa, and turned all the relevant Weibo posts with great enthusiasm, and said to her mouth.

"It's really nonsense. Why don't I know Rong Tian has so many dark history... Look, everyone says I'm not worthy of you! It seems that you are really the number one diamond five. The hearts that are broken all over the ground can't stick to them... Also, I'm saying that they are very close female stars, why don't I know several? Ah, look at this one, who plays a maid in the harem drama? It's said that she confessed to you when she participated in the talent show! Alas, it's really heartbreaking..."

She ate potato chips and looked at gossip, as if she had forgotten that she was the heroine of the scandal.

Chong Tiange couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled away the tablet with one hand, grabbed Rong Tian's finger with the other, sucked it in his mouth, and helped her lick all the fingertips clean.

"You're disgusted."

She blushed and wanted to pull her hands back, but he didn't.

"Don't make a fuss, think about what to do. Since you've been photographed, you still need to respond. In fact, it's a good thing. I like the feeling of being with you rightfully and officially announce that you are mine and I am yours. Isn't that good?"

Tong Tiange hugged Rong Tian and pressed her to the backrest of the sofa, preventing her from moving.

She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Is this OK?"

“Isn’t it good?”

He asked again seriously.

She was speechless.

Moving his nose, the smell of perfume before seemed to be stronger. Rong Tian pushed him so angry that she pushed him hard: "Go and take a shower! Take twice! No, wash three times! Wash it hard!"

Chong Tiange lowered his head and smelled it again, so he had to get up from the sofa and go to take a shower.

Rong Tian sat up and continued to hold her tablet. Her personal page was suddenly blasted, with tens of thousands of comments and reposts, and four-digit private messages. One by one, I'm afraid she'd see dawn. She picked a few of them casually, almost all of them scolded her, saying that she was a scheming bitch, deliberately letting someone pass the video on, wanting to disclose her relationship with Tiange.

"You just want to be popular!"

She glanced at these five words and saw them dozens of times with her eyes.

Rong Tian suddenly felt so amused and laughed. She is not a young model or a star. What's the use of her becoming famous?! Can it attract more customers to travel to China Overseas?!

The more I think about it, the more funny it becomes, and private messages and comments are coming in a row, and in a blink of an eye there are thousands more.

She looked at it and ignored it. She didn't feel particularly wronged or anything, and she was even more lazy to reply to those insulting messages, just pretending that she didn't see it.

Just so happened that the waiter in the restaurant brought her late-night snack that she had booked before.

Rong Tian gave a tip, pushed the dining cart to the sofa, waiting for Chong Tiange to take a shower and eat with him.

****

After having lunch, the two of them went to about four o'clock in the morning. They had done such a physically exhausting thing, but for some reason, they were both excited and unable to sleep.

She buried her head in Chong Tiange's chest, her long hair covered her face and shoulders, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid of suffocating to death?"

He smiled and stretched out his hand, pulled Rong Tian's face a little bit, and her whole face was pressed against his chest, and every breath was sprayed on his skin, making him itchy and a little stupid |are so stupid |are moved.

"Are you afraid that the prosthesis on my nose will be crooked?"

She pinched the mountain root and her chin. Fortunately, her plastic surgery was very successful and she didn't notice any discomfort at the moment. Moreover, the facial muscles are very flexible and not stiff.

"No, I have consulted. Your plastic surgery is different from those of those celebrities. Rong Huazhen spent a lot of money and was looking for the Japanese military. He used to serve international spies. If problems could easily arise, how could he get intelligence for the country?"

Chong Tiange is not worried about this.

"Let's sleep. When it's dawn, I'm afraid there will be a lot of things, those reporters..."

He made a headache and didn't continue talking.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the two of them were woken up by the phone ringing at the bedside.

Rong Tian closed her eyes and retracted her head into the quilt. Chong Tiange struggled for a while and answered the phone: "Who."

It was called by the hotel manager. He said tremblingly from the other end: "People, Mr. Peach, I'm sorry for disturbing me... Many reporters gathered outside and said they wanted to interview... I don't know how they knew that Miss Rong was staying in our hotel... Now many people are in front of me, and after all, they just persuaded me, but they just didn't leave... Some reporters simply opened a room, checked in, and became guests of the hotel, so we couldn't let them leave again..."

Chong Tiange was shocked, sobered up completely, and sat up.

"Interview? What to interview?"

Obviously, he forgot everything he had on yesterday.

The manager reminded carefully: "That's it, you and Miss Rong... aren't you in love..."

Chong Tiange wiped his face and remembered it.

"I understand. You don't have to worry about them anymore. If you like to keep it, just keep it. We don't plan to go out now."

He hung up the phone without saying a word.

Chong Tiange put the microphone on and turned his head and found that Rong Tian was awake too. She was rubbing her eyes and looking at him blankly.

Her shoulders, collarbone and a small piece of her chest were exposed from the quilt, white and greasy, with a few light pink marks on it, all of which were made by him accidentally.

He spread his long arms and pulled her into his arms, and his hands began to become dishonest.

After only a few seconds, Rong Tian gasped and wanted to push him away: "No, I'm so sleepy... Also, what was said on the phone?"

How could Chong Tiange let her go easily? In the morning, men are always extra energetic. He doesn't want to care about anything now, just want to press her under him, and be sweet. Thinking of this, his fingertips are like a string of electric currents and sparks, wandering, exploring, going deep, and turning...

Rong Tian's resisting words were buried in his deep affection, and he lost all his strength and completely collapsed in his arms.

While she was going to take a shower, Chong Tiange picked up the phone and called the head of the company's public relations department.

"You go and contact...yes, press conference...consider? What am I thinking? These reporters are blocking the door of my hotel...Anyway, they just want an answer from my mouth... Whether it's no or sure...they don't care about the answer itself, they just want a click rate...Okay, you go and prepare..."

Putting down the microphone, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

When he was with Ye Yingning in the past, there were too many things that he had to worry about and could not be made public. Many times, he felt like he was restrained and was very uncomfortable. But now, he didn't want to go through the old path again. Even if he was discussed, jealous, cursed, or criticized, he wouldn't care.

Even ordinary people have the right to make it public in love, so why do they have to be sneaky?
Chapter completed!