The boring president is in love

Chapter 9

Liang Yicheng spoke lightly, as if he didn't contain any emotion, but the color of Zhansen's eyes changed imperceptibly.

He licked his lips, "...Are you going to accept?"

Liang Yicheng took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said with a smile, "We also have to see if it's my favorite type."

Zhansen didn't answer the conversation immediately, he lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep puff, and then said, "...what type do you like?"

Hearing this, Liang Yicheng narrowed his eyes.

The first thing that came to his mind was Su Heng.In fact, Su Heng is pretty good, well-behaved and considerate, he knows how to advance and retreat, and there is no pressure to get along with him. Although he is not emotional, Liang Yicheng still likes him, otherwise, he would not agree to associate with him.

If Su Heng hadn't cheated, the relationship between the two would have lasted for a while longer.

Thinking of this, Liang Yicheng smiled, raised his eyes to Zhan Sen, and was about to answer, but bumped into Zhan Sen's dark eyes, and his heart beat violently.

He stared at Zhansen and smiled inexplicably, "First of all, you must be good-looking, and then you must be obedient, obedient, and considerate. Don't be meddlesome, and don't be clingy. In fact, I have very high requirements."

Zhan Sen didn't speak any more, his eyes darkened a bit.He rolled his eyes.

Liang Yicheng continued, "What about you? What type do you like?"

Zhansen didn't intend to answer.Liang Yicheng became a little unhappy, kicked his feet under the table, and said, "Could it be possible to be like you, guarding your body like a jade? Maybe this is worthy of your infatuation?"

Zhan Sen finally raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were a little sharp, as if he had been touched somewhere.

Liang Yicheng's EQ was online at this time, and he realized that what he said was a little unfriendly, so he smiled to himself, "Really, why did I talk to you about this... By the way, you are here again, what's the matter?"

But Zhansen got up without warning and left, only saying, "Please eat cake."

He got out of the box, but he didn't go back to the bar. He found a corner and sat on the sofa to smoke a cigarette, looking a bit unhappy.

Liang Yicheng was in a position where he could see him.

He stared at Zhan Sen for a long time, and thought, what he dislikes the most about this kind of stubborn wood is being accused by people like himself of being a pious "guard".

And what appeared in Zhan Sen's mind was the image of Liang Yicheng smiling and hugging others in the bar box in the past.So there seemed to be something stuck in his heart, he couldn't breathe smoothly, and his chest hurt from holding back.

He smoked one cigarette after another, trying to drive away the image, but his brain spontaneously remembered the scene of Liang Yicheng kissing him.

That happened not long ago, and neither of them mentioned it again after that, and Liang Yicheng didn't explain it at all, and even seemed to have completely forgotten about it, as if it was just a sudden whim. The action doesn't make any sense.

At this moment, he felt someone standing in front of him.

He looked up, Liang Yicheng was looking at him with a smile, and said, "Are you angry?"

Zhan Sen turned his eyes away, "No."

But looking at him like this, no one would believe him if he said he didn't have any emotions.Liang Yicheng sighed softly, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Zhan Sen didn't answer, he was indeed not angry, and he didn't think there was any reason to be angry, he just felt panicked.

Having reached this point, Liang Yicheng felt that there was no reason to stay any longer. He looked at his watch and said, "Then I'll go home first."

Zhan Sen hummed.

Liang Yicheng walked to the door, but Zhan Sen chased after him, and only said, "I'm going home too."

The two of them sat in Liang Yicheng's car together, and they didn't speak a word along the way.

When we arrived at the apartment, Liang Yicheng just opened the door, but Zhan Sen suddenly said, "Liang Yicheng."

Liang Yicheng looked back at him, "En?"

Zhan Sen turned his eyes away, "...you kissed me that day...why?"

After holding back for a long time, he finally asked the question.

Liang Yicheng was startled, then smiled helplessly, "Didn't I already apologize? You still want to pursue it?"

Zhan Sen looked at him, his eyes were dark and deep.

"I'm asking why."

When his words fell to the ground, Liang Yicheng's heart skipped a beat.

Why this idiot kissed, of course it was because his heart was moved.But sometimes, you can't tell the truth. If you tell the truth, I don't know how this wood who has never dated or slept with anyone will react. The delicate friendship formed since then will no longer exist.

Liang Yicheng blinked, "Of course I think the way you hit someone is very sexy." This is like saying, I am such a casual person as you think, what can you do to me.

And this answer finally stuffed all Zhan Sen's words back into his stomach. He let out an oh, and stood there for a long while without moving.

Liang Yicheng said, "Good night." He closed the door neatly.

He didn't know that Zhan Sen had been standing outside his door, smoking until midnight, and the smoke made his eyes red.

It was the next morning when the housekeeper came to clean up, and Zhansen finally returned to his home.

On the last night before the rehearsal, Liang Yicheng went home and sent the gifts he entrusted to Xiaomeng to buy, as well as the gifts Xiaomeng bought himself, to his mother.

Liang Yicheng came out to his family very early, perhaps because his parents were both engaged in cultural and artistic careers, and they both kept yearning for beauty and romance in their hearts.So there was no trouble at home.

When he said the words, his parents were eating, and Wen Yan just glanced at him indifferently, and then oh at the same time, as if nothing happened, and continued to chat while eating.

Later, when encountering topics related to this aspect, Liang's mother would come to him in a serious manner to ask him for advice.

When he went back that day, his father was on a business trip, and only his mother was at home.

I was very happy to see the gift.Liang Yicheng poured himself a glass of water, leaned leisurely on the sofa, and said, "Mom, to be honest, do you like me buying it, or Xiaomeng buying it?"

"Of course it was Xiaomeng who bought this. It has long been out of print in China. He really has a heart."

Liang Yicheng smiled, "You don't really intend to recognize him as your godson, do you?"

He said this as a joke, but Mother Liang looked at him seriously and said, "I said, don't you think Xiaomeng likes you?"

Liang Yicheng opened his eyes wide, "Why?"

Liang's mother pointed to his forehead and sighed, "You, you really don't understand. If he doesn't like you, what is he trying to do to me?"

Liang Yicheng thought it was funny, "Xiaomeng likes you a lot."

Liang's mother didn't intend to pour out all the words at once, she glared at Liang Yicheng, "Give me a clear mind."

On the drive back, Liang Yicheng's mind kept replaying fragments of getting along with Xiaomeng in the past.In front of him, Xiao Meng has always been very well-behaved, considerate, and thoughtful. She doesn't have the kind of publicity that a boy of this age should have, but her personality is a bit like a gentle and delicate girl.

But in the final analysis, after all, they are engaged in cultural and performing arts, regardless of men and women, their personalities will naturally be more delicate than ordinary people, so Liang Yicheng has never paid much attention to it.

What his mother said was not unreasonable, but after thinking about it, Liang Yicheng still felt that Xiaomeng was no different to him.

Rehearsals take place in the rehearsal room of the troupe.

This time, Liang Yicheng is the leading actor. He was originally a student of the Department of Ancient Literature. For the sake of the heroine, he later abandoned literature and joined the military and became an officer leading troops to fight.

Therefore, he has two sets of costumes, one set of green robes and one set of military uniform.

Although it was a rehearsal, the costumes had already been prepared and delivered. For the sake of effect, the actors basically found out their own costumes and put them on.

Both of his suits were designed by Zhansen.Looking at the extremely pure Tsing Yi robe, Liang Yicheng couldn't help being a little dazed.

It wasn't until Xiaomeng called him not far away that he came back to his senses.

But after putting on the clothes, something was wrong.

It seemed that Zhansen was not far away, looking at him with those dark eyes, without saying a word.

Although the other colleagues in the troupe had long accepted the assumption that he was good-looking, they were still amazed when they saw him now.

The clothes seemed to be tailor-made for him, and it perfectly highlighted his temperament. The clear feeling between his eyebrows and eyes, against the background of Tsing Yi, showed the warmth that a scholar should have.

After all, it was the first rehearsal, and it wasn't very intense, but the lines were slightly correct. The director watched from the sidelines, and was still modifying the form of the performance from time to time.

When it was ten o'clock in the evening, the director was concerned about the physical condition of those old actors, so he called off work early.

Liang Yicheng changed his clothes, and was thinking about whether to go to a nearby cafe to buy something to eat, Xiao Meng came to him with the clothes, and said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, where are you going to have dinner?"

Liang Yicheng looked up at him, and said with a smile, "I'm going to visit the nearby coffee shop."

"Let me go with you," Xiaomeng said, licking her lips, "I'm so hungry, I didn't eat much at noon."

Liang Yicheng stared at him, as if confirming something.

But Xiaomeng didn't seem to notice, and gave him a bright smile back.

Liang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaomeng didn't seem to be anything unusual, he raised his hand and tapped him on the head, "Let's go, I'll take you to a very nice cafe."

The so-called very good cafe is the one opened by Zhan Sen.

Liang Yicheng originally thought that at this point, Zhan Sen should already be at home no matter what.But when he opened the door, he saw that the man was standing in front of the coffee machine, making something seriously.

The little girl at the bar already regarded Liang Yicheng as an acquaintance, she stuck out her tongue at him, lowered her voice, and said, "Our boss is researching new varieties."

"Oh? I didn't know he was so talented."

"Of course, all the paintings hanging in our store are painted by our boss himself."

This Liang Yicheng really didn't pay attention to it, so he raised his eyes to look around, nodded and said, "That's right." After speaking, he turned his head and met Zhan Sen's gaze.