The boring president is in love

Chapter 4

Liang Yicheng still had that frivolous low smile on his face, and his eyes were dark, as if they contained some indescribable meaning.

Zhansen and him looked at each other for a moment, then turned and entered the room.

His house, like him, is composed of black, white and gray tones, quiet and simple.

Liang Yicheng didn't do anything to cross the distance, he just sat on the sofa, but his eyes followed Zhan Sen's figure all the time.

But Zhan Sen didn't seem to care about him at all, and went straight to the bathroom with the bottle of ointment.

He stood in front of the mirror at the sink, lifted his clothes, lowered his eyes and applied ointment to the wound.

After a while, he noticed Liang Yicheng leaning against the bathroom door from the corner of his eye.

Liang Yicheng had a half-smile, "...I heard that you often fight, and you don't have a medicine box at home?"

Zhan Sen looked up at him, "...you should go."

At that moment, Liang Yicheng's face became a little ugly, as if no one had ever said such rude words to him.But a few seconds later, he laughed again, "What if I say no?"

Zhan Sen approached a few steps forward and stared at him, "I'm going to sleep."

Liang Yicheng couldn't help but hold his breath from the male aggressiveness coming towards his face, but on the surface he remained unmoved, staring straight at Zhan Sen like a confrontation.

His eyes are very beautiful, I don't know if it's because of acting too much, but now he has taken off that layer of arrogance, and he seems a little sentimental.

Just when Zhan Sen was about to turn his eyes away, Liang Yicheng stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the medicine."

Zhan Sen was taken aback, but before his body could react, Liang Yicheng had already stretched out his hand, and took the medicine bottle from his hand. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, his fingertips brushed the back of his hand vaguely, along the The lines of the joints slid down.

Zhan Sen tensed his body and remained motionless.

However, Liang Yicheng seemed to be pleased, and said with a smile, "Come find me when the sample is finished."

Without waiting for an answer, he turned and left.

Liang Yicheng walked for a long time, and the smell of the ointment had already dissipated, but Zhan Sen still stood there, motionless.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Liang Yicheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling came to mind. As soon as he took a breath, the cold touch of his fingertips sliding across the back of his hand was so clear that it almost made people tremble.

Zhan Sen couldn't help recalling many scenes in the past when he stared at Liang Yicheng from afar.

In those scenes, Liang Yicheng was always surrounded by many Yingying and Yanyan, and he was in the middle of the crowd. Although he was smiling, Zhan Sen always felt that his thoughts were actually far away.

Christmas has just passed, and the decorations of many shops on the street have not yet been removed.

The Christmas tree in the center of the shopping mall hall stood alone, looking a bit abrupt.

On the morning of weekdays, there were not many people in the mall, Liang Yicheng wanted to buy a New Year's gift for his mother.

Clothes or shoes were not dignified enough, he thought for a long time in front of the counter, and finally bought a necklace.

After choosing, hand it to the salesperson and ask her to pack it.

Suddenly there was a commotion at this time, and a domineering young man burst into the store surrounded by several people.

The staff in the store all showed a terrified expression and hurriedly lowered their heads.A man who looked like a manager trotted out of the store with a smile on his face, "Mr. Zhan, why are you here when you have time?"

The man called Mr. Zhan snorted and raised his chin, "I want to pick out a necklace for my baby, please bring me a few."

The manager of the jewelry store immediately trotted into the counter, picked out a few that looked expensive at first glance, and handed them to Mr. Zhan, "These are all new arrivals, made by top designers, and they are all limited editions."

Zhan Tiansong stretched out his fingers to pick up one, but frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.Coincidentally, the one Liang Yicheng chose was packaged at this time, and the salesperson put the brocade box in front of the glass table and said with a smile, "Sir, do you want to pay in cash or by card?"

"brush…"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhan Tiansong say, "Bring me that one of his."

Liang Yicheng had recognized him a long time ago, but he didn't want to get involved with him, so he ignored him all the time. At this moment, he frowned and looked over.

Zhan Tiansong looked at him meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this actor Liang, why do you have time to visit my small shopping mall today?"

Liang Yicheng frowned in disgust, "Why are you still so disgusting." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

In the next second, Zhan Tiansong blocked his way. The man smiled viciously, "What are you doing? You like this necklace? I'll give it to you."

"Step aside."

Zhan Tiansong stared at his indifferent eyes for a moment, then raised his hand to signal the salesman to repack the necklace.Taking advantage of his distraction, Liang Yicheng pushed him away and strode out.

Zhan Tiansong once pursued him, saying it was a pursuit, but in fact it was half-forced, which made Liang Yicheng sick to the core. If his character was any weaker, he would have been wiped out long ago.

The Zhan family is a well-known family in Liangshan City, and it can be said that it can be said to cover the sky with one hand. Almost all high-end residential areas or shopping malls in the city have his family's shares.

But Zhan Tiansong, as the only son of the Zhan family, is famous for being incompetent. He hangs out in bars and nightclubs all day long, and he doesn't see him go to work a few times a year.

Today he came to inspect the shopping mall in place of his father, it was a coincidence that he ran into Liang Yicheng who hadn't seen him for a while.

The air outside is very good, it's almost noon, and it's not as cold as it was a few days ago, Liang Yicheng took a deep breath after walking out of the mall, and was about to hail a car, when Zhan Tiansong chased him out behind him.

Without further ado, he grabbed him directly, "Do you have time at noon? Have a meal with me."

Liang Yicheng shook off him, "No time."

Zhan Tiansong frowned, and became impatient, "I said, why are you so difficult?"

Liang Yicheng felt disgusted when he saw his face. He didn't even want to look at him at the moment. He took out his mobile phone to make a call to the repair shop, saying that he would go to pick up the car later.

At this time, Zhan Tiansong's cell phone rang at the right time, and as soon as he connected, he heard a few words from the other side, and he yelled, "You guys are a bunch of fucking trash, you can't handle such a trivial matter!"

There seemed to be a refutation, Zhan Tiansong raised his voice, "What the old man said is a fart!"

Coincidentally, a taxi came over. Seeing Liang Yicheng opened the door and got into the car, Zhan Tiansong didn't even care about talking on the phone. He rushed up and wanted to pat the window, but he was still a step too late, so he could only curse silently at Juechen's leaving car. With a sound.

The necklace was not bought, and on the way to the repair shop to pick up the car, Liang Yicheng called Xiaomeng and asked him to buy one at the duty-free shop when he returned to China.

Xiaomeng over there smiled, "Who do you want to give this necklace to?"

"my mother."

"Oh, so I know what type to buy."

Xiaomeng's personality is very pleasing to the elders, so I think he can't go wrong with the things he picks.

Liang Yicheng couldn't help laughing, "Come back and treat you to dinner."

"Okay."

As soon as the phone on this side was hung up, another call came in.

Liang Yicheng stared at the unfamiliar number for a while, then picked it up, "Who is it?"

There was a clear and cold voice over there.

"Zhansen."

"Oh? Why does Mr. Zhan have the time to call me?"

"The sample clothes have been changed, come to my house to see."

Liang Yicheng's mind recalled the scene at the door of Zhan Sen's bathroom a few days ago, so a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I have time at night, you wait for me."

These words, taken out alone, seem a bit ambiguous.

Zhan Sen didn't seem to notice, he just hummed and hung up the phone.

When the sky was getting dark, Liang Yicheng knocked on Zhan Sen's door.

Ten seconds later, Zhan Sen opened the door. He was still wearing a simple casual white shirt and black pants, his eyes were very dark, but he still had no emotion.

Liang Yicheng followed him into his workshop.

There are still a few freshly drawn design drawings spread out on the large work table, and a row of clothes is hanging on the shelf next to it.

Zhan Sen took out a few pieces from inside and handed them to Liang Yicheng.

Liang Yicheng took it over and took a closer look, and found that the original loose women's blouse had been changed into a slightly waist-tight design.The next drama was the Republic of China drama. At that time, China was in an era where various trends of thought intertwined and influenced each other. Women's clothing design was actually closely following the world trend.

It's just a simple waist, but the change is very clever.

Liang Yicheng didn't answer quickly.

Until Zhan Sen stared at him and asked, "How?"

He just smiled, "Very good."

Zhan Sen didn't speak any more, and turned his head to look at the workbench, as if he suddenly remembered something, went over to pick up a pen and made some corrections.

After finishing the modification, he frowned and looked at the whole thing for a moment, and then raised his eyes, only to notice that Liang Yicheng was propping up the table, looking at him with a half-smile.

"...you studied design?"

"…kindness."

Liang Yicheng stared at him for a while, and then said, "This batch of sample clothes is fine, you can go directly to the factory."

Zhansen hummed again.

"I'm leaving."

Zhansen didn't answer, got up directly, and went to open the door of the workshop.

The two walked to the door one after the other, Zhan Sen stretched out his hand to open the door, but Liang Yicheng pressed his hand and said with a smile, "Is the wound healed?"

There was no expression on Zhan Sen's ascetic face, "Okay."

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Liang Yicheng exerted all his strength, grasped his hand tightly, and then pressed his body over.

Liang Yicheng thought that he would push him away immediately, but to his surprise, Zhan Sen just tensed up, but didn't move.Liang Yicheng couldn't help but feel a little funny, this person is really too funny.

He leaned close to Zhan Sen's ear and said with a low smile, "You are so funny."

Zhan Sen stared at his face for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his waist and pressed him against the door, and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to sleep with me?"