The boring president is in love

Chapter 13

Zhan Sen's eyes were tightly closed, he hugged Liang Yicheng tightly, and pressed the tip of his nose against his neck and took a deep breath.

He hugged so tightly that both of their breaths were entangled.

Liang Yicheng tensed his body involuntarily, for a moment it seemed that he could only feel the touch of Zhan Sen's body, his warm breath, and his own heartbeat like a drum.

The room was silent.

Liang Yicheng was just held by him like that, without moving or struggling for a long time, until his arms were almost numb, then he broke free and ran to the bathroom to take a bath as if fleeing.

Returning to the bedroom after taking a shower, Zhan Sen seems to have fallen asleep completely, and the profile face on the pillow is very peaceful at the moment.

Standing quietly by the bedside and just looking at him like this, Liang Yicheng seemed to have made up his mind, holding his breath, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

A kiss that is superficial, and leaves as soon as it is touched.

But that hot and humid temperature still lingered on Liang Yicheng's lips after a long time, making him feel palpitations every time he thinks about it.

Liang Yicheng did not sleep beside Zhan Sen, but went to the living room to sleep on the sofa.

He couldn't sleep comfortably in the same bed with that man.The mood that started to ferment when they met for the first time was over with that stealthy kiss.

Obviously, Zhan Sen didn't have any special feelings for him, and he couldn't do the kind of thing that he lowered his attitude and actively pursued, so that little thought could only end without a problem.

The next morning, Zhan Sen woke up first, a hangover headache made his consciousness a little unclear.

Rubbing her hair and getting out of bed, she suddenly realized that this is not her home.

But I can't remember anything after dinner last night.

When he came to the living room and saw Liang Yicheng on the sofa, he realized that he must have been drunk, and this person took him back to his home.

He originally wanted to go directly to the bathroom to take a shower, and it would be best if he could make breakfast before Liang Yicheng woke up.But when he passed the sofa, he stopped involuntarily.

Liang Yicheng, who was sleeping, frowned, as if he had some bad dream.

But Rao frowned, but that face was still so pretty that people couldn't take their eyes off it.His slender legs were casually resting on the armrests of the sofa, and his trouser legs were rolled up a little, exposing his thin white ankles.

When this scene came into view, Zhan Sen moved his throat subconsciously, his eyes, like the flames that ignited the boundless wasteland, were deep and dark.

Liang Yicheng slowly opened his eyes, and met Zhan Sen's gaze.

But he was not very sober. He rubbed his hair and groaned again. Then he looked at Zhansen who had turned his eyes away again, and said with a yawn, "Good morning."

Zhan Sen replied in a low voice, "Morning."

I don't know if it's because he just woke up, but his voice is still a little hoarse.

Liang Yicheng turned over, buried his face in the pillow again, and asked vaguely, "... what time is it?"

Zhan Sen raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock, "...eight o'clock...what would you like to eat?"

Liang Yicheng yawned again, "It's so early..."

After a pause for a few seconds, he continued, "Vegetable sandwich with milk."

Zhan Sen hummed, then turned his head and stared at his back for a while, then went to the kitchen.

When Zhansen was cooking, he was a little absent-minded.This is not like his previous style. In the past, whether he was cooking, painting or making coffee, he always concentrated on it.

But today, he couldn't concentrate. The image of Liang Yicheng lying on the sofa just now kept replaying in his mind.

He couldn't even find the rhythm of his breathing, so that he had a simple breakfast for a long time, until Liang Yicheng finished taking a shower, leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded, yawned and said, "I need you help?"

Zhan Sen's back paused for a moment, and then he heard him say, "...did you sleep well?"

"Well, I went to bed late."

Liang Yicheng replied very perfunctorily, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic.

Zhansen didn't ask any more questions.

Breakfast was finally ready, but Liang Yicheng didn't seem to have any appetite. During the meal, his eyes kept looking around, but he just didn't look at the person opposite him.

Zhansen also didn't raise his eyes all the time, just ate with his head sullen.

In the same room, the two have their own thoughts.

There seemed to be some kind of tiny particles floating in the air, which made the atmosphere look weird, and there seemed to be some kind of tension that was on the verge of breaking out.

The next day was the weekend, and Zhansen was going to work in Zhanyi's company on Monday. In the afternoon, Zhanyi came to his residence and brought him a document.

Zhansen took it apart and looked at it, it was probably some explanations about the overall situation of the company and his position.

"...the position of deputy general manager?"

Zhan Yi crossed his legs on the sofa, looking like he was at home, "Yeah, let's start exercising from the basic level."

"..."

Zhan Yi smiled and said, "Some high-level executives in the company are difficult to deal with, especially when you are airborne. You have to be mentally prepared for this."

"kindness."

Zhan Yi stared at him with a rare and serious expression, "And Tian Song, who might trip you up, you have to be careful."

"kindness."

Zhan Yi sighed, "When you take over the company, I will be able to divorce Tian Song's mother."

Zhan Sen was stunned for a moment, then finally raised his eyes to look at him with sharp eyes, "Why?"

Zhan Yi spread his hands, "I have lost my feelings for a long time, and I have been procrastinating for the future of the company."

Zhan Sen has always been indifferent to his romantic affairs, but he couldn't help but sneer at this moment, "Then where is your sincerity?"

Zhan Yi couldn't help thinking of his mother, his eyes changed, but he didn't say anything after all.

Before leaving, Zhan Yi suddenly said, "How's your relationship status recently? Have you found someone you like?"

Zhansen didn't answer, just stared at him with those cold eyes, "What's the matter?"

Zhan Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's nothing, I just want you to know that no matter who you like, I will fully support you."

"...Thank you."

"Your grandfather is the same as you, except that at that time, he suffered a lot for this, and he couldn't be with the one he loved." After a pause, "I'm not his own."

For a while, Zhan Sen didn't answer.

Zhan Yi laughed to himself, "It's said that this will be inherited from generation to generation, but I didn't expect it to come true."

Zhan Sen sent him to the door, and when the door opened, he saw Liang Yicheng standing outside the door with one hand still raised in the air, as if he was about to knock on the door.

The three of them were all taken aback, Liang Yicheng was the first to react, put on a decent smile, and politely said to Zhan Yi, "Hello."

Zhanyi let out a sigh, and said with a smile, "Come to see Sensen? Are you Sensen's friend?"

Liang Yicheng continued to smile, "It's a neighbor, come and return the things."

After speaking, he passed the things in his hand to Zhan Sen, and said, "Your coat is forgotten at my house."

Zhan Sen took it, and Liang Yicheng didn't stay for a moment, but turned around and left.

Zhan Sen looked straight at his back, his eyes filled with unspeakable emotion.

His appearance was naturally noticed by Zhan Yi, so he said meaningfully, "...do you like him?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhan Sen to answer, he nodded himself, "He looks very good, yes, he is indeed my son, he has a good eye."

Liang Yicheng didn't go home, but went directly to the coffee shop he had made an appointment with Zou Mo.

We agreed to contact him as soon as possible, and we couldn't delay any longer.

Zou Mo brought a gift, and as soon as he sat down, he pushed a beautifully wrapped box in front of him, as if extremely shy, "...for you."

Liang Yicheng smiled, opened it and saw it was a scarf.

No brand no trademark.

"You knit?"

Zou Mo blushed a little, "Well..."

Liang Yicheng sealed the box again and said, "It's very beautiful."

Zou Mo whispered, "As long as you like it..."

He was really too shy and innocent, which made Liang Yicheng a little bit unbearable.

In fact, as early as the first meeting, he had already made a decision to try dating Zou Mo, but he didn't have any confidence to treat him well.

But no matter what, Zhansen is not in his consideration. If it is not Zhansen, then it doesn't matter to anyone.

"Zou Mo."

"…kindness?"

Liang Yicheng stroked his hair with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Let's be together."

Zou Mo seemed to tremble for a moment, his eyes immediately filled with tears, "...Really?"

"But it's just a try. I can't guarantee anything except that I won't cheat. In this way, can you accept it?"

Zou Mo nodded while rubbing his eyes, "Yes, yes, as long as we can communicate..."

"I'm trying to like you, okay?"

"Okay." At this time, Zou Mo was not shy anymore, and walked around the coffee table, hugged his neck, and cried.

Liang Yicheng immediately froze, and reluctantly raised his hand to caress his back, "Okay, okay."

The two of them can communicate, and the happiest thing should be Wei Bai.

As soon as he got the news, he called immediately.

When the phone rang, Liang Yicheng had just sent Zou Mo home and was on his way back to his own home.

"You're giving too much face! Brother Cheng!"

Liang Yicheng smiled and said, "It's just trying to date, what are you happy about?"

A white man said, "Of course I'm happy. It's very rare for you to give him a chance. I guess Momo will suffer from insomnia."

Liang Yicheng just laughed.

Wei Bai was on his way to the bar at the moment, "Do you have time? Treat yourself to a drink."

"No, I'm going back to rest."

"Yo, you're about to change sex just after you have a family?"

"There's a rehearsal tomorrow morning."

"Success, then contact me some other day if you have time."

Liang Yicheng hummed vaguely, then hung up the phone.

Back at the apartment, when he got off the elevator, he saw Zhan Sen leaning against the door of his house, as if he had been waiting for a long time.