Our president is stupid and rich

Early the next morning, Fang Zhiyi drove Sheng Chang'an to the airport.

Because he told the director about this in advance, the play time was slightly adjusted the next morning, and other people's plays were arranged first.

After arriving at the airport, before Sheng Changan got off the car, Fang Zhiyi asked, "You feel like yesterday... how is it?"

Sheng Changan was still pretending to have amnesia, but when he reminded him, he froze on his seat, and after a while he stammered: "It's...it's not bad..."

Fang Zhiyi suggested: "Should we continue after that?"

Sheng Changan had already started to smoke, and opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't say whether he agreed or disagreed.

Fang Zhiyi took out a piece of paper from the side of the seat: "Can you see if this works?"

Sheng Changan took it over and took a look——

It was actually a contract.

It states how often and how the behavior is performed, and adds how it would be performed if the two were not together.

Fangzhi Yidibi: "If you think something is inappropriate, you can change it."

Sheng Changan bit the bullet and took the pen, and looked at the contract in his hand again.

Fang Zhiyi waited for a while: "If possible, we will sign this contract."

Sheng Changan thought about how he felt these two times, pursed his lips, and signed his name with a blushing face.

Fang Zhiyi took it in satisfaction, filled in his name, then leaned over and kissed him on the side of the cheek: "Go, it's time for you to get on the plane."

Sheng Chang'an, as if he had received an amnesty, grabbed his bag and hurriedly opened the door of the car and rushed down.

Fang Zhiyi looked at his back and shook his head and smiled, then picked up the wet contract and looked at it, folded it and put it in his pocket.

After driving back, Fang Zhiyi had a rest in the hotel and had something to eat, then rushed to the set to prepare for the afternoon scene.

When everyone was resting in the middle of the shoot, Meng Meng couldn't help but leaned over to him and asked him secretly: "Is the person you like Mr. Sheng?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded.

Meng Meng satisfied her curiosity, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you going to make it public?"

Fang Zhiyi shook his head and smiled: "Not yet, I haven't chased him yet."

Meng Meng was dazed for a while, and couldn't help but think back to the way the two people in the back seat were chatting tirelessly when they were going to the airport - they haven't caught up yet, so what if they catch up!

After going back that night, Fang Zhiyi's video call to Sheng Chang'an was rejected and replaced by a voice call.Sheng Chang'an calmly explained that the internet at home was disconnected. Fang Zhiyi understood it and didn't expose it. After coaxing him to sleep, he fell asleep quickly.

After a few more days, I finally finished filming my brother's part, and Fang Zhiyi and Meng Meng's meal has long since turned into clear soup with cabbage and vegetable salad without salad dressing.

By the 27th, it was almost nine o'clock when Fang Zhiyi returned to the hotel after filming. Although he was a little tired physically, he was very energetic - this was the time stipulated in the contract between the two of them.

Fang Zhiyi quickly solved his washing problem, took a simple shower and lay down on the bed, watched the clock on the wall slide past 09:30, made a video call to Sheng Changan, but was quickly hung up.

Then Sheng Changan called: "The internet at home is down."

Fang Zhiyi smiled and said seriously: "I will ask a door-to-door repairer to repair it tomorrow."

"No, no, no need!" Sheng Changan quickly refused, "I can find it myself."

Fangzhi Yixin said that no matter who looks for it, it will be broken when it should be broken.But he also knew in his heart that Sheng Chang'an couldn't accept the scale of the video for the first time, so he stopped asking, and changed his tone to be gentler: "Then shall we start now?"

Some rustling sounds came from Sheng Changan's side, and then he sounded obviously nervous: "Yes... yes."

"What kind of clothes are you wearing now?" Fang Zhiyi lowered his voice, as if whispering something ambiguous in his ear, "What color?"

Sheng Changan's voice was a little trembling, but he answered honestly: "Pajamas...smoky gray."

"Oh," Fang Zhiyi said with a smile, "Is the light in the room turned off?"

Sheng Changan paused for a while, and then there was a sound of turning off the lights: "It's turned off."

Fang Zhiyi said the voice that coaxed him to sleep before: "Close your eyes now..."

Sheng Chang'an seemed very nervous, and then he let out a "hmm".

Fang Zhiyi laughed, and then asked: "Is it closed?"

Sheng Changan's throat was dry: "Shut it up."

……

After a phone call was over, both of them collapsed on the bed and gasped for breath.Fang Zhiyi slowed down and said, "How do you feel?"

Sheng Changan paused for a while: "It's quite comfortable."

Fang Zhiyi couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but Sheng Changan was astonishingly straightforward at this time.He cleared his throat: "Then go take a bath and go to sleep."

Sheng Changan answered and hung up the phone.