Our president is stupid and rich

When Sheng Changan woke up, he only felt comfortable all over.He never thought that he could sleep peacefully for a night in such a room.This feeling was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave the bed.

It seems that if Fang Zhiyi is lying next to him, he can sleep peacefully in such a room.Sheng Chang'an was in a dilemma, so should he ask Fang Zhiyi if he would take time to sleep with him...

His original plan was to just stay here for a day and then go back, but now he is a bit reluctant to leave.

Fang Zhiyi seemed to be washing his face, Sheng Changan blinked, covered his face and yawned, and slowly climbed out of bed to wash up.After returning home, I have to talk to Shen Ze about this matter... As he thought so, he splashed a handful of water on his face: "What are we doing these days?"

Fang Zhiyi said after a meal: "We'll talk about it after dinner." That means there's more!The corners of Sheng Changan's eyes couldn't help but curl up, he happily finished washing and went out to wait for breakfast.

Breakfast is relatively light, only porridge and side dishes.The two of them quickly finished their diet, and Sheng Changan looked at Fang Zhiyi expectantly: "What shall we do next?"

Fang Zhiyi's brain couldn't turn anymore, so he asked back: "President Sheng, is there anything you want to do?"

Sheng Changan was taken aback, then lowered his head and thought for a while: "I can't think of it for now."

Fang Zhiyi Xin said, ah, what a coincidence, I didn't expect it either, but he maintained the expression on his face, and then said: "Today, it was you who asked, as long as it is not too difficult to fulfill, I will try my best to meet it."

Sheng Changan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded.

It is really difficult for me to come up with any novel ideas for the time being, so I might as well put the initiative in Sheng Changan's hands.

Sheng Changan hesitated for a while: "That...is it possible to add a clause to the contract, if you are free, sleep with me?"

Fang Zhiyi: "...???"

Sheng Changan quickly explained: "No, it's not that kind! It's just...to rest."

Fang Zhiyi's expression was a bit strange: Could it be that Mr. Sheng felt that sleeping with him had a particularly good quality of sleep?Why didn't he know that he still had the function of sleeping pills?

But he still nodded: "Yes."

He continued: "What about the rest? Things to do today."

Sheng Changan pursed his lips.He lowered his head and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly fell on those crumpled dolls that he threw all over the place last night.

He suddenly had an idea, so he hesitated and said, "Why don't we... sew dolls today?"

Fang Zhiyi: "??? Ah?"

Sheng Changan made a few gestures: "Just...to buy some cloth..."

Fang Zhiyi Kankan came to his senses, and then asked: "Then where are you going to be? Just in this room, or go to some other place?"

Sheng Changan's eyes lit up: "Is there any other place?"

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Why can't I control my mouth!

Fang Zhiyi's brain turned rapidly, and he thought of a place: "Otherwise, I will take you to a small commercial street, where there are quite a lot of things, and you can buy whatever you want."

Sheng Changan's whole aura was high: "Then shall we leave now?"

When the two of them went out, Fang Zhiyi first went to the management area to find staff to keep the playground for two days, and then drove Sheng Changan out to the nearby commercial street.

It is said to be a commercial street, but it is actually a gathering area for various businesses, and there are many people who sell strange gadgets.The distance was not far, and after ten minutes of driving, Fang Zhiyi found a place to park, then handed Sheng Changan a mask and a peaked cap, and the two of them got out of the car wearing masks and hats.

The street is very small, and there are small stalls crowded side by side, selling some floral paper umbrellas, small accessories and the like.Fortunately, it was hot after ten o'clock in the morning, and there were not many people on the street.Fang Zhiyi led him in. If I remembered correctly, there should be a small shop selling fabrics, needlework, cotton and so on.As a result, after not many steps out, Sheng Changan's eyes were suddenly attracted by a small stall on the street.

Fang Zhiyi felt his steps stop, and followed his line of sight - it was a small stall for coloring plaster dolls.

Fang Zhiyi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He suddenly remembered that when he chatted jokingly with Qiu Xiangnan, Qiu Xiangnan asked him what he wanted if he wanted to find a partner.I can’t remember what I said at the time, but it probably said that if I want to find a partner, it must be good-looking, have personal ability, be cute and innocent, and be full of curiosity about many things—Qiu Xiangnan smiled after listening and wished him loneliness Forever, let him go to bed early and stop dreaming.

Sheng Changan paused for a moment, hesitated and said, "Can we buy a few of those to take back?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded, and then said: "In fact, most of these are painted here and then brought back. Do you want to paint here or take them back?"

Sheng Changan touched his ears: "I want to try..."

"Then try them all." Fang Zhiyi dragged him to the shed: "See which one you like."

Sheng Changan: "Hmm..."

Fang Zhiyi reached out and took out a few from each box and handed them over: "Draw whatever you want."

Sheng Changan looked down at the plaster dolls sitting in rows on the table, then looked up and smiled at Fang Zhiyi, and picked up the paintbrush.

Fang Zhiyi was moved by his smile, and sat there watching him paint on it.Sheng Changan painted for a while, then turned to look at him: "Don't you paint?"

Fangzhi Yi Wen said: "I can just watch you draw." In fact, he doesn't know how to draw at all!In order to maintain his almighty personality, it's best for him to find a reason to get around.When he was in high school, Qiu Xiangnan was studying art, and he used his own paintings to stimulate him all day long—after all, he couldn’t compare with others; at the beginning, he didn’t realize that his paintings were really ugly, and he was kept by his elder brother. Several black histories.

Sheng Changan didn't force it either, he was happy painting there.After drawing a few groups, the others were packed up. Fang Zhiyi went to check out, and the boss also sent a lot of tools and paints.

A few steps further inside was a shop selling fabrics and needlework. Sheng Changan picked and picked inside for a while, and the two finally returned with two large bags of things.

After returning to the place where they lived, the two of them ate first, and then Fang Zhiyi took out the things he bought and put them on the ground.

I have to say that Sheng Changan is really good at color matching, I don't know if he has studied art before.Two people sat cross-legged on the carpet, with a pile of things scattered between them.Fang Zhiyi reached out and tapped the small plaster figures that Sheng Changan had painted: "It's so cute. Did you study art before, baby?"

Sheng Changan shook his head: "Draw whatever you want." Then he picked up a plaster doll and pushed it towards him: "Do you want to try?"

Fang Zhiyi's brain no longer wants to work hard.

So before he could figure out how to refuse, the plaster statue had already been pushed onto his hands.Sheng Chang'an looked expectant and encouraging, and even handed him the paintbrush.

Fang Zhiyi: "..." I don't think I can escape.

So I can only bite the bullet and add color.

10 minute later.

Sheng Changan looked at the appalling plaster statue, held back his laughter and comforted him, "It's pretty cute."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Thank you for your comfort.

Then Sheng Changan seemed to have discovered something interesting, and he would give Fang Zhiyi a share of everything in the next time.Fang Zhiyi went from being stiff at the beginning to threading needles with an expressionless face at the end.

Sheng Changan seemed to have a lot of skill points in sewing. The dolls he sewed according to the dolls on the bed were all cute, although the stitches were a little rough.

On the other hand, Fang Zhiyi, the dolls in his hand were all leaking.

Fang Zhiyi felt like throwing a needle.So he lowered his tone and changed the theme of the event: "Do you think it's time for us to have dinner?"

Sheng Changan looked at the time: "It's not even five o'clock yet."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." But he had a flash of inspiration: "I'll help you pack these things and put them away, so you can take them away safely later, how about it?"

The movements of Sheng Changan's hands paused.If he had to take it back by himself...he didn't know how to be alone with these things.He squeezed the half-made dolls he sewed: "You help me take them back." He was reluctant to leave them here.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Zhiyi saw that Sheng Changan had diverted his attention, and hurriedly stuffed the crooked ball of cloth he sewed into the bed under the bed, found a cardboard box, and sewed Sheng Changan's drawing Those things are packed separately.

Sheng Changan was a little tired after sitting on the ground for so long, so he got up and lay down on the bed, pinching the little seal next to the pillow.Fang Zhiyi sat down and gave him a light slap on the waist: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Sheng Changan turned over and sat up, propping his chin with the little seal pillow: "What are you eating?"

Fang Zhiyi finally couldn't restrain his ready to move hands, touched Sheng Chang'an's head and quickly retracted: "What do you want to eat?"

Sheng Changan actually wanted to cook a meal by himself, but he was a little tired after today's activities: "Still drinking porridge? I don't want to..."

Fang Zhiyi thought about it, and found that what he had prepared these few times seemed to be porridge.

"How about noodles?" Fang Zhiyi thought about it, "The cold noodles here are pretty good."

"Okay." Sheng Changan nodded, "Let's have cold noodles."