Chapter 16: Appetite and the Taste of Red Wine

The grass and trees on the lawn in the backyard of the Tang residence were listless due to the scorching sunny weather in recent days. Oliver took the water pipe, pinched the water outlet and sprayed some water on the leaves of the trees.

There were automatic cars on the lawn, so it was naturally not his turn to take care of them. However, he could not help but look up at the road outside the lawn again and again, and he seemed to see the black car again.

A black car drove in slowly, and from a distance one could see a pink-haired young man in the half-open car window. His hair was light and fluffy, like the fine down of a bird.

He glanced over here, then quickly looked away and said something to the person inside.

He really suits pink hair. Compared to the smooth black hair he had when we first met, he looked like a fluffy, fragrant and soft velvet flower.

Soon this harmonious picture was abruptly destroyed. A slender and strong hand reached out, with a white shirt wrapped around the wrist, and a silver mechanical watch flashed in the sunlight.

His cheeks were pinched and turned back, and his cheek flesh was pinched by the fingers, which gave a strange, forced, and ambiguous erotic suggestion.

Sure enough, the next second, a man was pressing him and kissing him, their tongues intertwined, their lips wet and red, one was forcing him, the other was indulging him, he was so astonished that he couldn't take his eyes away.

Water splashed everywhere, and he didn't know when the hose slipped out of his hand. The splashing water soaked most of his cotton vest.

"idiot."

Oliver came back to his senses and found that the person who had just been pinched and kissed on the cheek in his memory was standing next to him.

He was wearing a short-sleeved white T-shirt and black shorts, which were stopped above the knees, revealing his slender, fair limbs, so white that they were blindingly white. He was hugging his arms and looking at him with cold eyes.

Du Yanze was a head shorter than him, but this look almost made him stand at attention. Last time, he used this look to give him a C in his year-end assessment.

"Who sent you? Did Yang Zhao tell you I was here?"

Oliver was so surprised that he didn't know whether to answer or not. He didn't expect that he didn't even pretend and even got the code right.

Du Yanze took another step forward with his arms folded. Oliver smelled the long-lost scent and was reluctant to step back.

"I see that your year-end assessment is going to be an E. Didn't you understand the situation before coming to China?" Du Yanze's forehead veins were throbbing as he looked at the stupid Oliver.

"Sir, am I exposed?"

Du Yanze looked at him with a look of "What do you think?" After all, Oliver was a good fighter, otherwise he would have to find a way to get him back.

"You can't leave now. Stay here and wait for my orders. Don't act on your own."

Du Yanze finished speaking in a cold voice, and his eyes indicated that he had something else to say. Oliver had been hesitant to speak since he knew he was exposed, but he was not stupid enough to do that.

The implication of his saying this is that Tang Zhilu also knows Du Yanze's identity.

But looking at what happened yesterday, it seems there is no need to worry about him.

Du Yanze turned around and prepared to leave. The edge of his black shorts moved up slightly as he moved, revealing half of a bright red kiss mark on the back of his thigh.

"Sir, is Tang Zhilu Fork?"

Du Yanze stopped and nodded slightly. Oliver looked a little unhappy and said strangely, "It's good that you understand."

"Did you finish talking?"

A man in a gray-blue shirt and black trousers walked slowly over from the side of the lawn, but he still had the royal blue cufflinks on his shirt cuffs, so he must have just returned.

"We're done talking."

Du Yanze did not show any reaction at all as he should have when being caught, only Oliver showed a bit of alertness on his face which was not well concealed.

The shade of the summer trees swayed in patches. Tang Zhilu saw his hair was blown to pieces. He reached out and ruffled his hair with a peaceful expression on his face.

Du Yanze grabbed his blown-up tie and pulled it down in revenge. Tang Zhilu just laughed a few times and bent down in cooperation.

He just turned around and glanced at Oliver who was standing there, intentionally or unintentionally, with a cold look in his eyes, without even a warning.

"Is the game between the lady and the gardener fun?"

"It's fun, but it's a pity that now I can only play the master and lady game with you."

Tang Zhilu leaned over and poured him tea, like a servant. As soon as Du Yanze returned to the air-conditioned room, he lay on the sofa like a boneless person, took the tea, drank a sip, and threw it aside.

“It’s not tasty.”

Tang Zhilu didn't comment on his criticism, but just reached out and pulled down the hem of his T-shirt. Just as Du Yanze was about to praise him, Tang Zhilu reached out and held his thigh.

"Have you thought about it?"

They did everything they were supposed to do, but tacitly did not finish it.

"Indecent exposure in broad daylight? Where is President Tang's pure and innocent personality?"

Du Yanze thought his palm was too hot and stretched out his foot to threaten him to let go. His purity was fake, but his mysophobia was real.

Tang Zhilu cooperated and let go of his hand, but only grabbed his ankle, but he just squeezed it as if to restrain something, and then let go.

"Didn't you say I was obscene?" He answered him jokingly in a calm voice.

"Okay, then bring me your chips."

Du Yanze was not that careless. He sat up with his butt facing him, looking very businesslike.

Last night, the nasty Tang Zhilu proposed a new deal.

In fact, when Du Yanze asked if it was possible, he knew that he would agree.

But I just get annoyed by his pretentious attitude, as if Tang Zhilu can always get what he wants, even if he is playing tricks on you openly.

Du Yanze chose to bluntly expose his gentlemanly appearance.

"What if I can do it? What if I can't do it?"

Whatever Tang Zhilu said was okay or not, it was actually just one choice.

But Tang Zhilu softened his tone and did not directly answer Du Yanze's blunt and sharp questions, but just threw out a bait.

"I don't mind taking a loss, I'll give you what you want first."

Tang Zhilu opened his arms, his voice was a little low, and his greedy eyes circled around Du Yanze, as if he was deciding where to start.

"You won't lose money if you make a deal with me, just like the last few times."

Du Yanze didn't rush to agree. He raised his chin with his hand, looked into his eyes, and asked him coldly, "Don't talk so much nonsense. Bring it here first."

At that time, Du Yanze thought it would take him a few days to get it out, but he didn't expect to get it out the next day.

"It's on the table. There are a lot of things. You can take your time to look at them. Of course, I hope you can take pictures of them and send them directly to Yang Zhao, because I may not be able to wait for you to finish reading them."

Tang Zhilu casually untied and wiped off his watch, took out a bottle of red wine, and gave him some advice in a calm voice.

Du Yanze was used to him calmly saying obscene, urgent and erotic words, and he could still reply calmly: "If you don't mind, I can sit on you and watch."

Clang——

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zhilu's watch that was placed on the wine cabinet was accidentally pulled off by him. Du Yanze didn't even raise his head, just read it quickly and laughed.

With a slight crisp sound, the cork of the wine bottle was pulled out.

Two wine glasses were placed in front of Du Yanze, and Tang Zhilu poured two glasses slowly.

"How much of FA's medical pharmacy project have you participated in?"

The information Tang Zhilu brought over was beyond his imagination.

From the information, it seems that FA was approached through a project of a pharmaceutical company under Tang's. Tang's pharmaceutical project is to study drugs for the treatment of Dysgeusia. It seems that this word caught FA's attention.

So they contacted Tang Zhilu through a pharmaceutical company in Country G in the form of business cooperation, saying that they were currently developing a new drug for Dysgeusia, which had already entered the second phase.

They hope to cooperate with Tang's, both in terms of funding and technology.

"I refused." Tang Zhilu was concentrating on sobering up, his fingers resting on the transparent wine glass.

Tang Zhilu saw Du Yanze pointing at the name of the cooperative company and took the initiative to explain: "Alecto, one of the three goddesses of vengeance, is the goddess of restlessness. She is mainly responsible for plague and war. It is another Greek myth."

His tone was suggestive, just enough to pique Du Yanze's interest.

"You went to Country G, visited their laboratory, and attended the project meeting. Why didn't you agree? Even after you refused, they continued to contact you? Why?"

Du Yanze looked at it very quickly, and just frowned slightly after hearing his explanation. He looked at Tang Zhilu and asked.

Tang Zhilu handed him a glass of wine and didn't answer any of the questions.

Du Yanze looked at him coldly for a moment, then turned around and collected the documents scattered on the table before taking the wine glass and shaking it two or three times.

"Drugs?"

Tang Zhilu didn't even blink, and replied with his words: "Yes, I gave you an aphrodisiac."

Du Yanze looked at the red wine he had just opened. He asked this question just to tease him, but he was choked by him instead. Or rather, by what he had said.

Du Yanze took a sniff and it had a very mellow aroma, and judging by the color, the wine had also sobered up.

"If I want to go back on my word, it seems that Mr. Tang can't do anything to me. Anyway, I have already obtained the information. If I arrest you and take you for interrogation, I think I can get the answer."

Tang Zhilu calmly raised his glass and clinked it with his, took a sip of the dark red wine, and looked at Du Yanze intently.

"If I want you, you can't do anything to me. But I still gave you what you wanted, and chose the most gentle way."

Du Yanze also took a sip and didn't answer.

He couldn't get around Tang Zhilu. No matter whether Tang Zhilu's statement was true or false, after he took out the information, he had to keep a close eye on Tang Zhilu.

If he was lying and he was from FA, that meant he had to go all out in the bureau and take advantage of the situation; if what he said was true, then Tang Zhilu had been targeted by FA, and using him might help to catch FA's people.

In any case, Du Yanze had no choice from the beginning.

Du Yanze laughed softly, tilted his head back and took a sip of red wine, then hugged Tang Zhilu's neck, gave him a kiss, and forced the dark red wine into his mouth.

Fork can't taste normal food, but Cake's body fluids have a taste to them.

Tang Zhilu never said what he tasted like, but it seems that every time he drinks red wine in the future, he will think of this kiss.

This was probably also the first time he tasted red wine.

The red wine leaked from between their lips, and flowed down the corners of Tang Zhilu's lips to his chin. Du Yanze kept leaning back, and Tang Zhilu kept bending forward to get closer.

Du Yanze sat down on the reddish-brown desk again, his back firmly held by Tang Zhilu's hand, pressing against his chest.

This time Tang Zhilu would not take another step back to leave him space. He waited until Du Yanze's upper body weight had to be pressed on his palm, and then he let go of his hand unexpectedly.

Du Yanze's hands, which had not been used to hug him back, immediately hugged him as he wished, but his head still fell onto the table, just right into Tang Zhilu's palms, which had been opened long ago to protect him.

Du Yanze's eyes were filled with tears, his lips were red and swollen, and there were wine-red stains on his cheeks, chin, and even on his neck.

He lay on Tang Zhilu's desk, looking down at Tang Zhilu, breathing rapidly and taking his last breath.

Tang Zhilu was not much better. His shirt was torn to pieces, and his half-black-framed glasses had been thrown away long ago. Only his tie was still tied below his Adam's apple in a pretentious manner.

Du Yanze clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand to grab his tie and pulled it forward, urging him to ask, "Why did you stop?"

Tang Zhilu didn't say anything, but just reached out to take off the cufflinks and collar pin on his shirt, and threw them aside without caring about their high price.

Du Yanze understood that Tang Zhilu was lustful, but he was a considerate bed partner, so he asked him considerately: "Shall I take a shower first? In case you dislike me."

Tang Zhilu smiled, and his fingers touched his skin directly from under his thin clothes, teasing him with a purpose.

His expression was not enthusiastic, but his eyes were serious and focused, with a hint of lust. Du Yanze couldn't stand this and turned his head away.

Du Yanze couldn't help but pinch his wrist, tensing it up so much that his skin was directly pressed against the wooden tabletop, making him so uneasy that he wanted to get angry.

But before he turned hostile, Tang Zhilu picked him up with one hand, let him lie on his shoulder, and sat on his arm.

"I told you, I'm in a hurry. Let's take a shower together."

Du Yanze couldn't help but recall what happened there last time.

Now he came to his senses. At that time, all he could think about was when Tang Zhilu would be unable to resist eating him, but now, the embryo was thinking about sleeping with him.

No wonder!

Du Yanze's epiphany came too late, and he could only pull open Tang Zhilu's shirt and bite his shoulder to vent his anger.

Tang Zhilu didn't understand his sudden temper, so he just tried his best to make him speechless and thoroughly fooled him.

In the end, he could only wrap me in a bath towel and hang me on his arm like a noodle, just like last time.

But it won't end so easily this time.

Du Yanze was held and forced to look at Tang Zhilu naked. Just as he whistled and was about to tease him, his smile froze on his face. The model does not match. Can I apply for a return now?

Tang Zhilu just laughed, reached out and pinched his ear, and then politely used some means to make Du Yanze take back his regretful words.

In retaliation, Du Yanze soiled his bathroom, the sink mirror, and even his desk.

Du Yanze didn't even need to touch the ground like a wandering soul, allowing him to move around. When he was really angry, he would bite his shoulder, his complaints were fragmented, and he would reach out to touch his back.

He always suspected that he felt some mark there, but in his confusion he thought it was an illusion. It seemed to be a simplified hourglass, but the strokes did not have sharp corners and did not look like it.

Beads of sweat from his forehead dripped onto his skin, but when he opened his eyes to look it seemed as if there were none.

The floor-to-ceiling window is one-way. The sunset outside the window is gorgeous, but the people in the room have no intention of appreciating it. Tang Zhilu's expression is still calm, but his black eyes stare at Du Yanze for a long time.

It seemed that any expression he revealed was worthy of attention. As long as Du Yanze looked at him with his eyes closed, he would get a chance for reconciliation and a gentle, comforting kiss.

This is an effective method. No matter what Du Yanze wants to do, he has to watch him.

Just look at him.