The boring president is in love

Chapter 12

After all, it was the first official meeting, Zou Mo was very shy, but he tried his best to perform well, so he looked a little strange, although he answered well, but his face was flushed during the whole process .

The way he wanted to take a closer look at himself, but didn't dare to stare at him all the time, made Liang Yicheng feel a little funny and also a little cute.

It was just a casual chat, and didn't talk about relationship matters. Around one o'clock, Liang Yicheng was going to rehearse with the troupe, so he said, "It's getting late, I have something else to do, can you go back by yourself?"

Zou Mo nodded hurriedly, "Yes."

Liang Yicheng smiled, "Then I won't see you off." After speaking, he got up and was about to leave.

Zou Mo hastily stretched out his hand to grab him, managed to grab his sleeve, but let go of it like an electric shock, only looking at him with expectant and uneasy eyes.

Liang Yicheng smiled gently, "Is there anything else?"

Zou Mo bit his lip, "...we... When will we... meet again?"

His appearance caused Liang Yicheng to move inexplicably. After a moment of silence, he finally made a decision, "I will contact you when I have time."

Zou Mo let out a groan, and his complexion immediately collapsed, as if he understood that this sentence had already indicated that he had no chance.

But Liang Yicheng reached out and stroked his hair, and said softly, "I won't make you wait too long, the day after tomorrow at the latest, can I?"

He was so gentle and made a promise again, Zou Mo suddenly became happy again, and looked at him eagerly, "Okay...then I'll wait for your call..."

Liang Yicheng said, "Okay."

The two broke up, and Liang Yicheng went directly to the troupe's rehearsal room.

When he arrived, Xiaomeng happened to have just changed into the same blue robe as him, but the cut was slightly different.

Seeing him, Xiaomeng immediately laughed and said, "Brother Cheng, tell me when you change your clothes."

Liang Yicheng looked at him, "What are you doing?"

Xiaomeng grinned, "I want to take a photo with you and post it on Weibo."

Liang Yicheng naturally didn't refuse, and took a photo with him after changing his clothes.

Xiaomeng fiddled with his mobile phone and posted the photos on Weibo, while Liang Yicheng was arranging his clothes beside him.

Not far away, Teacher Sun had just finished his meal and was taking a nap while rubbing his stomach. Seeing these actions of the two of them, he smiled and said, "You two, in a dynasty where masculinity prevailed, you must be a pair of jade and beautiful women." .”

Hearing this, Liang Yicheng burst out laughing, "Since when have you studied masculinity?"

He didn't hide his sexuality from the people in the troupe, and he never deliberately hid anything, so his colleagues all knew that he liked men, and he was also quite popular in that circle. Mr. Sun, who loves to inquire, naturally It is even more clear.

Teacher Sun squinted and smiled, "I have studied a lot."

On the other hand, Xiaomeng's face has been flushed since just now, and she secretly aimed at Liang Yicheng with those eyes.

This day's rehearsal was still going on stumbling, the director was still revising, Liang Yicheng was the same as before, with ease, but Xiaomeng was a little out of shape, when he read the lines, he either didn't have enough strength or used too much force.

After all, rehearsals have just started, and they are all getting used to each other. The director didn't say much outside the scene, but Xiaomeng is obviously a little depressed.

At any rate, the rehearsal was finally over, and the director invited everyone to a dinner party. Liang Yicheng said that he already had an appointment.

Teacher Sun gave a meaningful sigh and said, "Your peach blossoms are really prosperous."

Another colleague in the troupe laughed, "It's all because Xiao Liang is so good-looking. You see, Xiaomeng's Weibo has only been posted for a few hours, and this comment is about to go viral."

Other colleagues expressed their dissatisfaction and asked Liang Yicheng to take a photo with each of them another day, which is only fair.

Liang Yicheng smiled and said, "I won't quarrel with you, I have to go first."

Teacher Sun waved impatiently, "Let's go, you young people."

Liang Yicheng picked up his coat and walked to the door of the dressing room, but he noticed Xiaomeng who was in front of the hanger with his head bowed. From his back, it could be seen that he was not in a good mood.

So he stopped halfway and patted him on the shoulder, "What are you doing here? Come and have dinner with them."

Xiaomeng looked up at him, but said, "Where are you going? Can I go with you?"

Hearing his words, Zhan Sen's face immediately appeared in Liang Yicheng's mind.He smiled, "It won't work today, let's do it another day."

Xiaomeng lowered her head again, "Oh."

Liang Yicheng didn't say much, he patted his head again, and left directly.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he called Zhan Sen.

"I'm done here, where do you want to eat?"

Zhan Sen on the other end of the phone grabbed the phone, "...you choose."

"Okay, let's go to Haitian then."

"kindness."

"I'll be there in half an hour."

"it is good."

This time, Liang Yicheng invited Zhan Sen to have dinner together. If you think about it seriously, one is to thank him for his kindness in picking up the phone and returning it, and the other is to apologize to him for overstepping the distance.

The first reason is quite appropriate, but the second reason seems a bit ridiculous.

I've never seen someone who treats someone with a slap in the face, and then invites them to dinner and apologizes in a serious manner.

Liang Yicheng thought of this while driving, and couldn't help laughing, but it was a wry smile.

Of course he himself understands that he has a crush on Zhan Sen, but that person is obviously not the type who will take the bait as soon as he is seduced, but Liang Yicheng can't do the kind of thing that puts down his body and posture and actively pursues it. out.

So that's all it can do.

Maintain such an unembarrassing and unembarrassing relationship.

It happened to be meal time, but Haitian Western Restaurant didn't seem crowded or noisy. In the hall, only the low-pitched conversations of people and the occasional clink of wine glasses could be heard.

Not long after Liang Yicheng sat down, Zhan Sen arrived.

He walked from the other side of the hall, not looking at anyone along the way, with no expression on his face, and his eyes were indifferent.It seems to be separated from the whole world by an invisible film.

Liang Yicheng stared at him without blinking until he sat down opposite, then he smiled and said, "Are there any arrangements after dinner?"

"No."

"Then go drink."

Zhansen didn't answer, just stared at him.

Stared intently by those pitch-black eyes, Liang Yicheng's heart beat like a drum. He forced himself to stabilize his mind, and said with a smile, "Looking at me like that again, I'm so good-looking?"

It was meant to be a joke, but Ke Zhansen gave a serious hum, "...It's very beautiful."

Liang Yicheng was used to being praised for his good looks, but when he heard Zhan Sen say this, his breathing suddenly became stagnant, and the roots of his ears felt inexplicably hot.

He took a sip of his wine, then forced a smile, and said, "If you want to chase me, you have to queue up behind."

Liang Yicheng felt that these words were quite funny, but Zhansen didn't smile at all, he just stared at him for a while inexplicably, then raised his hand to pick up the wine glass, and swallowed it down.

During the whole meal, Zhan Sen hardly spoke. Liang Yicheng felt bored and felt that he had almost eaten, so he immediately ran to the bar.

The two chose a quieter box, and Liang Yicheng ordered a lot of wine, as if he was going to get drunk or not go home.

Zhan Sen, however, sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette as soon as he entered the private room. His eyes were a little unclear in the smog.

Liang Yicheng was pouring wine at the side, and when he finished pouring, he turned around to see that there was a boy standing in front of Zhan Sen, who seemed to be trying to strike up a conversation.

Zhan Sen's expression was still very cold, but he did not express any obvious rejection.

As a result, Liang Yicheng felt an inexplicable malice in his heart, he threw the wine glass into Zhan Sen's hand, and said with a smile, "You are quite popular."

Zhan Sen dismissed the boy, but he didn't say much, just drank in silence.

Halfway through the drink, Liang Yicheng kicked him and said, "Are you in a bad mood? Are you drinking like this?"

Zhan Sen raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, but he still didn't say a word.

Liang Yicheng stared at him for a moment, then moved closer and said, "Tell me?"

For a long while, Zhan Sen didn't speak, just when Liang Yicheng felt a little disappointed, he suddenly leaned over and put one hand on the side of Liang Yicheng's head.

The masculine oppression that hit his face made Liang Yicheng's body tense up instantly.

Zhan Sen moved his throat, his voice was hoarse, "...Liang Yicheng..."

The noise in the box seemed to be as far away as separated by a layer of membrane, Liang Yicheng held his breath, staring at the handsome face just a few feet away.

The bodies of the two were almost stuck together, and they could even feel each other's warmth.

Zhan Sen raised his hand to caress his face, and said with difficulty, "...I..."

Feeling the touch of the slender fingers on his face, Liang Yicheng trembled all over, he breathed steadily, "What are you?"

Zhan Sen slowly put his head on his shoulder, and then stopped moving.

At first, Liang Yicheng thought he was hesitating, but after waiting for a while, Zhan Sen still didn't make any movement, so he stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder, "Zhan Sen."

But Zhansen tightened his arms and hugged him in his arms. It seemed that he was obviously drunk.

Liang Yicheng stared at his closed eyes for a long time, and finally had to laugh helplessly.

I don't even know what I'm expecting.Reflecting on Zhan Sen who was already drunk at the moment, that shady thought seemed very ridiculous.

Zhan Sen's wine quality is pretty good, he doesn't make noise, doesn't talk, just hugs Liang Yicheng and doesn't let go.

The more Liang Yicheng struggled, the tighter he hugged him.

Fortunately, Liang Yicheng has often gone out to drink since college, and he has already practiced his drinking capacity. If not, if both of them are drunk, they don't know how it will end in the end.

This wine is undrinkable.

It took Liang Yicheng a lot of effort to get Zhansen home.

Finally on the bed, Liang Yicheng straightened up and heaved a sigh of relief. He was about to take a bath when Zhan Sen reached out to grab him. He couldn't stand still and fell on the bed, hitting his head on Zhan Sen's chest.