This is a cheesy entertainment novel

What Lin Fang didn't expect was that the clothes for the competition were also bought on this street, the Orange House.

What Lin Fang didn't expect was that the competition attire was much simpler than regular attire, just a blue wide sweater and a pair of black wide-leg pants.

Lin Fang, who came out of the orange house with his clothes in his arms, thought, why do rich people have to take their own clothes? Isn’t it better to let the store deliver them to their homes? Why do rich people buy this clothes? Isn’t it usually custom-made? The feelings for him are not so deep that he spends a lot of money to customize clothes for himself, but how to explain what Zhao Zhi gave to the original owner? Lin Fang feels that Zhao Zhi is full of secrets, and maybe the secret is related to the original owner.

But this is not what Lin Fang should be worried about now. Sitting in the car that was not knowing where to go, Lin Fang was in a daze at the scenery outside, and suddenly thought that he hadn't figured out what he was going to perform in the competition, why he had already bought clothes.

"Can I go to the supermarket, I want to buy a notebook." Lin Fang suddenly wanted to try writing songs by himself. Life experience should still be there.

"Uncle Lin, go to Jiajia Supermarket." Zhao Zhi said to the driver who was driving. Only then did Lin Fang know that this honest-looking driver's surname was Lin, which was the same as his own.

Uncle Lin parked the car at the entrance of a large supermarket. Lin Fang got out of the car and left his stick in the car. Zhao Zhi opened the door and wanted to get out of the car and go in with Lin Fang.

"I'll just go and buy it myself. You can wait for me here and don't bother you." Lin Fang was a little timid. According to Zhao Zhi's reputation, if he went into the supermarket with him, he didn't know what would happen. Fang had forgotten that the car he was riding in was a limited edition car.

"Did you bring money?" Zhao Zhi looked at Lin Fang suspiciously, and Lin Fang remembered that he had spent Zhao Zhi's money all this way, and probably he had already paid off what he owed Zhao Zhi, so he would wait for the original owner to come back Fortunately, Lin Fang thought about it very openly, and didn't realize what this meant to Zheng Lianbai who came back in the future.

Seeing Lin Fang's embarrassed expression, Zhao Zhi took out a card from his side and handed it to Lin Fang, "No password."

Lin Fang took the card and stuffed it into the pocket of the bloomers, intending to return the card to Zhao Zhi after shopping. The card that the original owner sold himself was left in the bedroom of the villa by himself, and he still had money.

As soon as Lin Fang walked into the supermarket, he realized that he might be too big. The supermarket is too big. Lin Fang even felt that he would get lost if he went deeper. There were many people shopping in the supermarket. Looking at the people coming and going, Lin Fang realized that Zhao Zhi didn't lie to himself, the clothes on his body were really normal in this world.

Lin Fang looked at the crowd around him, and walked to the cash register, "Excuse me, which shelf sells notebooks? It's not a notebook computer, but an ordinary handwritten notebook."

The cashier was a middle-aged woman in her forties. Hearing Lin Fang's words, she raised her head and looked at Lin Fang, then froze. She just looked at Lin Fang. Lin Fang was a little puzzled. Don't people all over the world wear it like this? Could it be that I participated in the draft and became popular, and this is my fan?

"Aunt?"

The woman wiped the reddish corners of her eyes, and pointed to her right hand, "Passing this way, after all, is a shelf selling notebooks."

"Thank you." Lin Fang walked towards the place pointed by the woman.

Lin Fang randomly chose a notebook, took a pen, and went out to pay. Although there were many cash registers, the one closest to Lin Fang belonged to that woman. Someone called, and there was a vague message of "son" and "see you", but the woman immediately hung up the phone when she saw Lin Fang passing by.

After arriving at Zhao Zhi's villa, the morning schedule ended like this. Lin Fang decided to write songs in his room from the afternoon, so Lin Fang got off the car and went to the study. He didn't even want to eat lunch. Hungry, probably overly hungry by now.

The desk in the study was very clean, and there was nothing there. Lin Fang spread out his notebook on the table and started to be in a daze. Sure enough, it was easier to think than to do it. Lin Fang found that his mind went blank when he thought of writing a song.

When Lin Fang was in a daze, there was a knock on the door, and Lin Fang felt relieved. It wasn't that he didn't want to write, but that he had other things that hindered him from writing songs, so Lin Fang forcibly blamed him.

Opening the door, there was Steward Ou in a tuxedo at the door. Steward Ou was holding a plate of egg fried rice, "Mr. Lian Bai, eat some first, you will have the strength to write songs when you are full."

"Thank you Steward Ou." Lin Fang took the egg fried rice, Ou steward bowed and stepped back, Lin Fang returned to the chair, put the egg fried rice next to his notebook, and planned to eat while writing, there was sausage in the egg fried rice, Corn, green beans, etc., Lin Fang found that he had almost counted the rice grains of egg fried rice, but the notebook was still untouched, so he couldn’t be so depraved, Lin Fang put the notebook aside, and started to eat with peace of mind .

After eating, Lin Fang went downstairs to put the dishes in the sink, then returned to the chair in the study, and stared at the notebook in a daze.

"Dong dong dong." The knock on the door sounded for the second time, and Lin Fangcai came out of his thoughts, opened the door, and it was still Butler Ou, "Mr. Lian Bai, it's time for dinner."

"Dinner?" Lin Fang was a little surprised. He turned his head and looked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Sure enough, the sky was still dark, but since the lights in the villa were automatically turned on at night, he didn't feel that it was night. Lin Fang I looked at the notebook that was still blank, and then looked at the sky outside. I was a little overwhelmed. Sure enough, I am not suitable for this industry. Do I really have to rely on plagiarism?

Following Steward Ou down the stairs, Zhao Zhi was already sitting at the dining table, Lin Fang then remembered that the study seemed to be Zhao Zhi's territory, and he had occupied the entire afternoon today, so where was Zhao Zhi in the afternoon, he couldn't be in the lobby It should be impossible for an afternoon.

There was a pot of fish with pickled cabbage on the dining table, next to it was a plate of cold cucumbers, and a plate of dry-pot cabbage, which was gone. Although it was not the first time to have dinner, Lin Fang still wanted to sigh, you rich people really save money on dinner.

After returning to the room after dinner, Lin Fang felt that his body was sticky and full of the smell of sweat. Suddenly, he thought that he had climbed the mountain for two hours and was sweating all over. Oh, I changed two sets of clothes after sweating, and then spent a day in such thick clothes. Thinking about it this way, Lin Fang himself felt a little sick.

Lin Fang took a new pair of underwear and walked into the toilet, intending to take a good bath. This kind of flamboyant clothes are difficult to put on and difficult to take off. After Lin Fang took off his cloak and suspenders, he just unbuttoned his shirt. Hear the door open.

What Zhao Zhi saw when he entered the door was such a scene. Lin Fang was wearing garter stockings, black tight underwear, and his shirt was open, revealing his fair skin. It may be because Lian Bai doesn't go out very often, or it may be the lighting problem. The skin of this body It was so white that it shone, and the cherry blossom-colored two points were particularly conspicuous on the chest. The cloak and suspenders were thrown on the ground casually, and the feet that were still so white and shiny were stepping on the black cloak.

Seeing Zhao Zhi staring at him blankly, Lin Fang immediately pulled back the shirt, "Can you go out first." Although he knew that the other party was the original owner's benefactor, Lin Fang had never experienced such an embarrassing scene.

Hearing Lin Fang's words, Zhao Zhi withdrew and closed the door for Lin Fang by the way.

Sitting on the toilet, Lin Fang felt that his breathing was not smooth. Although he was not a little girl, but a man, but as a gay, he was still pure zero. It was very nervous to be seen by other men, even if it was not him. The same is true for Lin Fang's body. Lin Fang found that he was careless. Zhao Zhi hadn't crossed the line in the past half a month, which caused him to relax his vigilance. He didn't even bother to lock the door when he took a shower. When will I come back? It seems that I still have to lock the bedroom door when I take a shower. That's right, it is the bedroom door, not the toilet door, because this toilet is the same as the original one, it is frosted, and even if it is locked, it will be refused.

After Lin Fang thought about these messy things, he pulled his shirt and poked his head out of the toilet door. Zhao Zhi was not in the bedroom, so Lin Fang let go of his shirt, feeling that his actions just now were sissy, and walked over After locking the bedroom door, Lin Fang went back to the toilet and continued undressing.

After taking a shower, Lin Fang was only wearing a pair of underwear, which was fine at first, but thinking of Zhao Zhi's eyes just now, Lin Fang took out a set of pajamas from the closet and put them on. The one who slept in pajamas was only wearing underwear because he was too tired today and Zhao Zhi hadn't done anything to him, but Zhao Zhi seemed to be eating himself just now, Lin Fang was still a little timid.

After putting on his pajamas, Lin Fang unlocked the bedroom. Lying on the bed, Lin Fang tried his best to let his mind go blank. He wondered if Zhao Zhi would touch him tonight. He looked at Zhao Zhi very mysteriously. Maybe Zhao Zhi didn't intend to touch him. I seemed to have provoked Zhao Zhi by accident just now, but locking the door all the time is not an option, after all, Zhao Zhi is strictly speaking his benefactor, and it is only natural to sleep with him.

Thinking about Lin Fang, he fell asleep. I was really tired from climbing the mountain today. As soon as I straightened my legs, I felt sore and swollen. Lying on the bed, Lin Fang’s legs twitched unconsciously. It seemed that someone was massaging him in a daze. legs, but Lin Fang was too tired to open his eyes.

Lin Fang didn't wake up until noon the next day. There was no one around him. Lin Fang walked downstairs in his pajamas. His legs were still sore, but he felt much better than yesterday. When he went upstairs yesterday, Lin Fang almost fell down the stairs. Steward Ou is setting up lunch, "Mr. Lian Bai, good noon, please wait a moment, you can have lunch soon."

"Where is Zhao Zhi?" Lin Fang always called Zhao Zhi's name, and the housekeeper and servants did not ask Lin Fang to change their address.

"Master Zhao Zhi went to the company." It seems that Zhao Zhi has returned to his nine-to-five life, and he should work hard to write songs. Lin Fang thought so, and suddenly thought of his blank notebook, feeling that he had a bright future. At a loss, can I really write songs, can I really become a superstar, can Zhao Zhi really not touch himself, there seems to be something wrong with the last question, Lin Fang doesn't know why the last question suddenly popped up, Lin Fang didn't even dare to think about whether he wanted Zhao Zhi to touch him or not.