The boring president is in love

Chapter 55

"Beep...beep..."

After two rings, the phone was answered, "...Hello." It was Zhan Sen's deep and pleasant voice.

The first time the voice called out his full name, Liang Yicheng trembled uncontrollably.

This voice always sounded indifferent at first, but now, it always made him feel warm, at ease, and filled with inexplicable joy.

It's like an animal's subconscious excitement when it smells its mate.

Liang Yicheng breathed out quietly, cleared his throat, and then said, "...well...it's me."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing... Just to remind you, I may have to slip out of the reception early, you should arrange a time to pick me up early."

"it is good."

When Zhan Sen's voice fell to the ground, Liang Yicheng didn't answer the call, but he didn't have any intention of hanging up. He just closed his eyes silently, trying to distinguish his breathing on the other end of the phone.

But he didn't speak, and Zhansen didn't make a sound, just holding his mobile phone, standing silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, watching the sunset outside the window.

The heartbeat is getting louder and louder, almost drowning out all hearing.

Liang Yicheng vaguely thought that it would be great if he was by his side at this time, and he would desperately hug him desperately.

After a while, Zhan Sen on the other end of the phone suddenly said, "...do you miss me?"

Liang Yicheng was stunned for a moment, then hung up the phone without any explanation.

The reception started very early, and gathered many big names and seniors from the film and television and drama circles.

Zou Sheng is also on the list of attendees.

Now he and Liang Yicheng are considered colleagues. Liang Yicheng first took him to visit several seniors in the drama circle and introduced him.Afterwards, Zou Sheng also took him to a few big names in the film and television industry to make him familiar.

Although Zou Sheng is also good-looking, he and Liang Yicheng are not of the same type.

Liang Yicheng's face was astonishingly beautiful and flawless.Although it is said to be beautiful, it does not have a hint of femininity. On the contrary, it hides obvious masculine characteristics. While I can't help but want to get close, it also makes people look up a bit.

Moreover, I don't know if it's because of his great acting skills on stage, but he also gives people an ungrounded and seductive temperament, like the calm and captivating elf flower demon painted by painters in ancient times.

Zou Sheng, on the other hand, is the handsome guy who is popular nowadays. He is full of a youthful aura between a boy and a man. Between his expressions and movements, he always subconsciously carries a bit of the shining aura of an idol.

The two of them shuttled side by side in the reception hall, naturally attracting a lot of attention, and they were drawn to chat for a while from time to time.

There was nothing unusual on Liang Yicheng's face, he smiled and clinked glasses with others while drinking wine.But he was a little restless in his heart.

The longing to see Zhan Sen immediately made everything at the reception boring and unbearable.

After nearly four or ten minutes, it finally came to an end. Zou Sheng held a bottle of wine, pointed to the lounge next to him with his chin, and said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, come and have a chat with me?"

Liang Yicheng looked at his watch, "Sorry, I still have something to do, I have to go first."

Zou Sheng was surprised, "So many seniors are still here, it's not appropriate for you to leave now?"

"It's urgent, come to me another day if you have something to do, I'll go first." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and left, walking in a hurry, as if there was really something urgent that couldn't be delayed.

Zhan Sen's car was parked not far from the hotel concierge.

Liang Yicheng didn't tell him the specific time, nor did he know how long he had been waiting here.

Zhan Sen was in the driver's seat, keeping an eye on the movement at the exit of the concierge, saw his figure from a distance, got out of the car and opened the passenger's door.

After both of them sat in the car, Zhan Sen looked at him sideways and asked, "Where are you going back?"

What he meant was, do you want to go back to that residence?Still not going home?

But Liang Yicheng was a little flustered, he barely heard his words clearly, and only murmured.

On the way back, Zhansen didn't say much, and seemed to be concentrating on driving.

I don't know if it was because he drank a lot of wine, but Liang Yicheng felt his cheeks and ears were a little hot.He couldn't help but keep looking at him, there were so many things he wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

When he was approaching the community, he suddenly realized that this was not the way home, but back to Ruitong's home.

But it was already outside the community, it was not appropriate to turn around now, besides, he had something to talk to him, and it was not good to waste time on the road, so he didn't make a sound.

The car stopped in front of the apartment building, and Zhan Sen got out of the car with him.

Up to the fifteenth floor, Liang Yicheng didn't say anything, and didn't drive him away when he took the key to open the door. He even opened the door without closing it, and stood at the entrance to take off his coat.

Standing outside the door, Zhansen stared at him, saw that he took off his coat, revealing the white shirt inside, his eyes changed almost imperceptibly.

Liang Yicheng hung his coat in the closet, looked up at him calmly, and asked, "...Do you want to go?"

As his words fell to the ground, Zhan Sen stepped in.

Liang Yicheng went straight to the bathroom, but did not close the door.

Zhan Sen followed behind him and went in too.

The bathroom space is naturally smaller than other places, so Zhan Sen's strong sense of oppression suddenly escalates, Liang Yicheng almost has difficulty breathing.

He pressed one hand on the marble sink, licked his lips, and whispered, "...your father said that you took over the company because of me."

Zhan Sen didn't speak.

Then, Liang Yicheng raised his eyes and looked deeply into his pupils, "You liked me a long time ago?"

Stared at by his dark, watery and affectionate eyes, Zhan Sen was shocked, and after a long while, he hummed.

Liang Yicheng leaned over, and Zhan Sen was forced to lean against the sink, "...Then why didn't you say it? It made me think that I was being self-indulgent, and seduced you so cheekily again and again."

Zhan Sen didn't even think about it, his hands were already on his waist.

His ears were a little red, "... when you seduced me... very beautiful..."

Liang Yicheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Then why, so many times, you didn't even give me a reply?" It made me anxious and irritable, and I couldn't hold my breath.

Zhansen tried his best to restrain the urge to kiss him, and said in a hoarse voice, "...I don't want you to think that I'm with you because I want to sleep with you..." After a moment of pause, "I want to be with you before Those boyfriends are different."

He was telling the truth.

But hearing such an answer, Liang Yicheng's heart suddenly sank.

I used to change boyfriends so unrestrainedly and frequently, I must have looked down on this man.

But in this case, how can you like him?

After not hearing his answer for a while, Zhan Sen suddenly felt a little uneasy, tightened his grip, and confessed again hoarsely, "I like you very much."

Liang Yicheng smiled, "When did it start?"

"...You may not remember, once you were drunk and bumped into me at the door of the bar box."

Liang Yicheng drinks very well and rarely gets drunk. In the past few years, that was the only time he got drunk. Half a year ago, he was continuously cheated on in love, and his acting skills in the troupe suddenly fell into a bottleneck period. In addition, Liang's mother suddenly gave birth A serious illness made him depressed, so he drank desperately and got drunk.

When Zhan Sen said this, he immediately remembered.

His face couldn't help getting a little hot, he lowered his eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I was drunk, what did I do to you?"

Zhan Sen didn't answer right away, but lifted his chin, and kissed him lightly, like a touch of water, and then he whispered, "...you kissed me like this."

Liang Yicheng glanced at him coquettishly, "If you liked me at that time, if I didn't take the initiative later, are you planning to never say it?"

To be honest, Zhansen didn't know either.

He has always been tormented by this longing and longing, day and night, every time he sees him with other boys, there will always be an overwhelming anger and a gloom that wants to destroy in his heart.Then I finally couldn't bear it and moved next door to him, and found a chance to get a job with his theater troupe, just wanting to see him more.

He didn't know how long he would have endured if he hadn't seen him being picked up by a pickpocket that day and had subsequent contacts.

Zhansen didn't answer, just turned around, pressed him on the sink, slowly slid his fingers down, reached into his trousers, and touched the two letters on the back of his shirt.

He kissed the root of his ear and whispered hoarsely, "But now, you are mine."

The bodies of the two were pressed tightly together, and the hot skin was so hot that it made people's hearts itch.

Liang Yicheng licked his lips, moved his throat, and said with a smile, "Do you want to do it?"

Zhan Sen replaced his answer with action, while kissing his lips lightly, he started to unbutton his button.

Liang Yicheng kicked off his trousers directly, fumbled to untie his belt, and was about to touch the zipper, but suddenly he groaned, he couldn't care about the movements of his hands, because Zhan Sen was already licking and biting his collarbone , the fingers have already penetrated into the shirt, stroking a large area back and forth as if nothing, but not going down, only teasing the lower abdomen.

The shirt was unbuttoned a few times, revealing a large white chest and shoulders. The trousers were already on the ground, but the socks were still in good condition.

Zhan Sen's eyes were reddened by him, and he kissed more and more violently. Between the kisses, he whispered in his ear, "Go to bed?" His voice was scorching hot.

Liang Yicheng was already sitting on the sink, his legs were widely spread, he panted and shook his head, "...it's right here."