Take a bite

The following morning, at 10:00 AM.

Mr. Li, the person in charge of the Hancheng Logistics Hub project, arrived at the hotel lobby on time, accompanied by two assistants. After a brief exchange of pleasantries with Cui Yu and Meng Yihe, he led them to the car and headed to the project site.

The view outside the window gradually opened up, a unique feature of northern industrial cities.

About half an hour later, a vast construction site came into view. Despite it being winter, the site was bustling with activity, with heavy machinery roaring and workers operating in an orderly fashion.

General Manager Li led them into the temporary command center conference room, which was heated to the brim. Huge planning maps and real-time monitoring screens occupied an entire wall.

Mr. Li began to give a detailed introduction to the project's overall plan, current progress, and some of the technical challenges it faces. His tone was full of pride, but also revealed his eager anticipation for the introduction of Xinghuan's advanced intelligent management system.

Meng Yihe remained focused on the technical details, and General Manager Li was deeply impressed by his professionalism and meticulousness, becoming increasingly cautious and providing exceptionally detailed answers. Midway through the meeting, he even personally granted Meng Yihe access to some backend data for real-time viewing.

Cui Yu watched from the sidelines, and occasionally when Meng Yihe asked particularly sharp questions, a smile would flash across his lips. He would then naturally take over the conversation, steer the discussion back to the level of cooperation framework and commercial implementation.

The initial meeting, which was originally scheduled for one hour, lasted for nearly an hour and a half before it ended.

Mr. Li personally saw them out, shaking their hands firmly and his smile growing even warmer: "Director Cui, Director Meng, it's truly amazing to see you in person! Communicating with you both was incredibly efficient; I look forward to our in-depth cooperation in the future!"

On the way back to the hotel, Cui Yu turned to Meng Yihe and asked, "How are you feeling?"

Looking at the winter scenery rushing past the window, Meng Yihe objectively commented: "The basic conditions are better than expected. However, their data security management has loopholes. The backend log just showed three unauthorized access records. Although the level is not high, it needs to be taken seriously."

Cui Yu chuckled: "As expected, nothing can escape Director Meng's eyes. I'll remember that. The first thing I'll have them do is plug the loopholes."

He paused, then added in a relaxed tone, "But overall, it's worth doing."

"Hmm." Meng Yihe responded lightly, her gaze still fixed on the view outside the window, her mind already beginning to formulate the initial framework of the optimization plan.

After returning to the hotel room.

Without pausing, the two immediately organized the key points and preliminary judgments from the morning's meeting and communicated them with Linzhou's team via email.

Time flies when you're working efficiently.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened. Winter nights come early in Hancheng. It was only near dusk, but the lights in the distance were already on.

Just then, Cui Yu's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Mr. Li, the project manager.

"Hello, Mr. Li... um, what is it..."

Cui Yu listened to the phone call while glancing at the computer screen.

"The electronic version of that supplementary agreement draft? I remember sending it... Wait a moment, let me have my assistant check the sending records."

He covered the microphone and whispered to Meng Yihe, "The project team can't find the electronic version of the supplementary agreement draft that Zhao Lei sent this afternoon. It might be a problem with the email system or they missed receiving it. We need to check the sending status and may need to resend a copy for them to take a look urgently."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yihe immediately put down her work: "I have a backup on my computer, should I send it to you now? Or should I send it directly to President Li?"

Mr. Li on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard it.

He quickly suggested that it would be best if someone from their side could come over and confirm the contents of the document on-site, as it involved an approval process that needed to be submitted soon, and several of their responsible persons were present and wanted to finalize it as soon as possible.

After listening, Cui Yu pondered for a moment and said into the phone, "Okay, Mr. Li, then we..." He didn't finish his sentence and looked at Meng Yihe, clearly considering who should go.

Meng Yihe had already closed her laptop and stood up: "Let's go together."

"No need." Cui Yu immediately raised her hand and pressed down lightly to stop him, while saying into the phone, "I'll just come over, it'll be quick."

He then explained to Meng Yihe, "It's nothing serious, just sending an email. It's completely dark outside and the temperature has dropped drastically, so don't bother going back and forth. Just wait at the hotel, I'll be right back." As he spoke, Cui Yu picked up his coat and room key from the back of the chair.

Meng Yihe wanted to say something more, but Cui Yu had already said "I'll be right there" into the phone and then hung up.

"Wait a minute, it'll be quick." Cui Yu smiled at Meng Yihe, opened the door, and strode out.

The door closed gently, and Meng Yihe was instantly left alone in the room.

The room quieted down, and Meng Yihe sat back down at her computer, trying to focus her attention back on the unfinished documents.

However, a dozen minutes later...

A familiar discomfort struck without warning, and a sudden heat surged from deep within my spine. It quickly spread to every part of my body, my heart raced inexplicably, and even my fingertips trembled slightly.

He froze, then realized something, and his expression changed slightly.

Susceptible period...

He immediately stood up and walked briskly to his suitcase. He skillfully opened the built-in privacy compartment and took out his usual suppressants and disposable syringes.

Holding the cold glass medicine bottle in my hand brought a brief moment of psychological comfort.

He swiftly disinfected the bottle opening and his wrist with an alcohol swab, drew the pale liquid into the syringe, and expelled the air. Without hesitation, the needle pierced his skin precisely, and he slowly injected the medication into his vein.

After the injection, he pulled out the needle, pressed the injection site with a cotton swab, leaned against the suitcase, closed his eyes, and took a few seconds to calm himself down, trying to soothe the brief dizziness and deeper heat caused by the combined effects of the medication and hormones.

The scent of cherry brandy pheromones filled the air.

Just then.

A soft "beep" came from the door, and it was opened from the outside.

Cui Yu walked in, bringing with him the chill of the outside air, saying, "It's all sorted out, it was their own email account..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cui Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks. His keen sense of smell instantly detected an unusually alluring cherry brandy pheromone in the air—the scent of Meng Yihe's pheromones.

His expression suddenly changed, and all his relaxed demeanor vanished instantly.

"Yihe?"

Cui Yu's voice immediately turned serious, filled with obvious tension and inquiry.

He quickly slammed the door shut, cutting off the air flow, and strode toward the bedroom area, his eyes searching eagerly.

Soon, his gaze fell on Meng Yihe, who was sitting by the bed, and on the scattered inhibitor packaging and empty syringes beside him.

Cui Yu quickly walked to his side, squatted down, her brows furrowed, and reached out to feel his forehead, her voice urgent: "What happened? When...?"

"It's nothing." Meng Yihe interrupted him, her voice much lower and hoarse than usual, with a hint of panting. She turned her head slightly to avoid Cui Yu's hand and stood up, supporting herself on the edge of the bed.

"The inhibitor... has already been administered."

Meng Yihe straightened up and faced Cui Yu, his cheeks still flushed. He stared at Cui Yu quietly for several seconds.

He didn't move or speak.

Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, or perhaps he was simply driven by instinct, Meng Yihe leaned forward slightly, tilted his head back, and made a movement that froze Cui Yu. Somewhat awkwardly, he pressed his lips to Cui Yu's lips.

It was a kiss that ended in an instant.

It's as light as a snowflake falling, yet it carries the scalding heat and the rich aroma of cherry brandy.

After the kiss, Meng Yihe didn't pull away immediately. He turned his head, his cool lips almost touching Cui Yu's earlobe, and asked in a low, husky voice, "Cui Yu, do you want to... bite me?"

As he finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his courage, or perhaps he was shocked by his own extremely bold suggestion. His body trembled slightly as he awaited the other person's reaction. The pheromones in the air became even more intense and alluring, like a silent invitation.

Cui Yu was clearly completely taken aback when he made such a request.

He was completely stunned.

A rare look of surprise and deep darkness flashed in those usually smiling eyes.

Cui Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, as if she was trying hard to restrain herself. After a long while, she asked in a deliberately slow, even slightly joking, hoarse voice, "...Director Meng, do you know what you're saying? Are you delirious from the fever during your most vulnerable period?"

Meng Yihe did not answer, or rather, he answered with his actions.

Instead of backing away, he raised his somewhat limp arms and wrapped them around Cui Yu's neck. This action brought him even closer to the other man, his warm body almost embedded in Cui Yu's embrace.

Then, he tilted his head slightly, and his moist, soft lips fell again, this time gently pressing against Cui Yu's neck. The skin there was warm, the pulse throbbing, and the glands on the back of his neck exuded a pure, cool scent of cedar.

Meng Yihe paused there for a moment, his nose unconsciously brushing against that patch of skin. He took a deep breath and exclaimed with a thick nasal tone, "...It smells so good."

His hot breath sprayed onto Cui Yu's neck.

Meng Yihe's almost coquettish "It smells so good!" and her proactive approach to seek out the scent overwhelmed Cui Yu's previously tense restraint.

He no longer restrained himself.

The cold and powerful cedar pheromones no longer lingered faintly, but suddenly became intense, carrying the unique oppressive feeling of Enigma, yet carefully enveloping the person in his arms.

Surrounded by this powerful and familiar pheromone, Meng Yihe's body went limp, almost entirely supported by Cui Yu. He unconsciously rubbed against Cui Yu's neck, then whimpered repeatedly, "Just one bite... just one bite..."

Cui Yu tilted his head, his lips almost touching Meng Yihe's burning earlobe.

He whispered in an extremely gentle yet dangerous tone, "So eager? Director Meng, temporary marking can be very painful. I'm afraid you'll come after me when you wake up tomorrow."

Despite this, Cui Yu did not stop. He sat down on the edge of the bed and then, with a little effort, gently lifted Meng Yihe and placed her on his lap.

This position made Meng Yihe almost completely sink into his arms.

Cui Yu wrapped one arm firmly around Meng Yihe's waist and back, securing him to prevent him from slipping. With the other hand, she slowly raised it, her touch burning hot, and gently supported Meng Yihe's neck and the back of his head. Her fingertips threaded through his hair, causing Meng Yihe to turn his head, revealing his fair and delicate nape, which was radiating alluring pheromones.

The skin where the gland is located feels slightly warm and has a faint pink tinge.

Cui Yu's eyes instantly became incredibly deep. He lowered his head, his high, straight nose gently rubbing against that skin, feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms.

Then, without hesitation, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Ugh...!"

A sharp, stinging pain shot through him, and Meng Yihe's body stiffened abruptly, a short whimper escaping his throat. He instinctively tried to break free, his fingertips gripping Cui Yu's clothes helplessly, his legs kicking involuntarily.

Immediately following the stinging sensation was an even stronger impact from the injection of Enigma pheromones, which forcefully surged into his glands, colliding and merging intensely with his own cherry brandy pheromones...

The injection of Enigma pheromones slowly ceased.

Cui Yu didn't immediately move away; he gently licked the fresh mark on the back of Meng Yihe's neck. Then he slowly raised his head, his breathing still somewhat heavy, hot breath spraying onto Meng Yihe's reddened earlobes.

The body in her arms stopped trembling slightly and leaned softly against him.

A brief silence filled the room, broken only by the intertwined breathing of the two and their still-beating hearts.

Cui Yu chuckled softly, his voice more husky and magnetic than usual, tinged with a hint of teasing and deep affection. He turned his head, his lips almost touching Meng Yihe's earlobe, and asked knowingly, "Director Meng... are you satisfied now?"

These words were like a key, instantly unlocking the valve of Meng Yihe's long-dormant sense of shame, and the bold actions she had just taken, driven by her sensitive period and instincts, replayed in her mind.

Meng Yihe's entire face and neck turned bright red, her face flushed with an astonishing intensity.

He snapped back to his senses and frantically tried to get off Cui Yu's lap, but was firmly held in place by the other's arms around his waist.

With nowhere to escape, Meng Yihe made the most direct reaction. She buried her burning cheeks completely between Cui Yu's neck and shoulder, refusing to lift her head to look at him.

"……Shut up."