Chapter 10: Equivalent Exchange of Appetite
Du Yanze quite liked the way he looked now, like a wild animal that smelled a bit of meat and was ready to move, without his usual pretense. He immediately smiled and hooked his finger at him, motioning him to come closer.
Tang Zhilu cooperated wholeheartedly, even naturally resting his arms on his sides and leaning slightly closer to him.
Du Yanze stretched out his hands, put them into the collar of his pure black bathrobe, and placed his palms on his neck.
It was a very dangerous move. If he turned his thumb slightly, he could break his neck.
Tang Zhilu knew very well that this beautiful woman with a soft and pretty smile might have also bewitched a fool in this way and then strangled him.
The danger of having his lifeline controlled by someone else made him feel a tingling sensation in his back for the first time, but he did not stop him and even looked into his eyes expectantly.
Du Yanze's hands were burned by his body heat. He hesitated, frowning with an expression that looked almost distressed.
"I didn't wipe my mouth, can I touch you?"
His breathing immediately became rapid. Du Yanze looked at his forbearing expression and immediately tightened his hands, but without using any force, as if he was just joking.
The second before Tang Zhilu lost his patience, Du Yanze immediately turned his head and lightly pressed his lips against his lips, breathing closer. Du Yanze felt Tang Zhilu's neck muscles tighten.
Du Yanze was at ease and in complete control. Tang Zhilu seemed to be fulfilling his words and was just waiting for Du Yanze to satisfy him.
Du Yanze just rubbed his lips without even opening them, and immediately pulled back and asked him, "It's not good to do this kind of thing in the study."
Whenever Tang Zhilu tried to move forward, Du Yanze would grab his neck and pull him away, pinching the back of his neck with his fingers, as if to provoke but also to comfort him.
"Go inside, aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?"
Tang Zhilu's voice was low and hoarse, and Du Yanze's ears rarely felt numb. The fingers on his Adam's apple trembled as he spoke, making him raise his eyebrows and click his tongue.
"I didn't shower, and you won't."
Du Yanze was thinking that with Tang Zhilu's character, he would be fully prepared if he really took action. He would never do something like killing someone in his own bedroom, with blood splattered everywhere, or destroying the neatness and order.
Tang Zhilu just raised his eyebrows, looked at his understanding face and smiled, without refuting him. He just reached out and held his waist and hips with one hand, and reminded the stunned Du Yanze in a low voice.
"Sit still and don't move."
Du Yanze put his arms around his neck, wrapped his legs around him, and complained to Tang Zhilu in his heart. If he had the guts, he should take out a knife and slice him up today, instead of licking and sniffing him like a dog's food every day.
The more Du Yanze thought about it, the more he felt that Tang Zhilu was slippery and there was really nothing he could do to him right away. He was so angry that he reached out and pinched the back of his neck.
The inner room is his bedroom. The door on the side should be an independent toilet and bathroom. There is also a separate dressing room on the side. The big bed in the middle is the most eye-catching.
"Have you figured it out?"
Du Yanze looked around and ignored him, but was surprised to find that Tang Zhilu had put him on the bed. He pressed a button beside the bed, and a layer of gauze-like curtains was pulled up, and the light in the room immediately became dim and soft.
"I haven't showered or changed my clothes, and you want me to sit on the bed?"
Tang Zhilu didn't care. Instead, he pointed to the bathroom, turned around and looked at the time and said, "Twenty minutes, ten minutes for a shower, and ten minutes for you to investigate inside and out."
Du Yanze admitted that he was completely in control now. This opportunity was rare. Even if Tang Zhilu had hidden something that he couldn't see in advance, it would be difficult for him to refuse.
Du Yanze looked up at Tang Zhilu. He had just loosened the collar of his bathrobe, but Tang Zhilu had resisted the urge to move.
"Don't you want to hurry? There are still eighteen minutes left."
As he spoke, he rubbed his brows, looking a little tired, and reminded him in a soft voice.
"You want me to use your bathroom?" Du Yanze looked at him warily, but Tang Zhilu acted as if nothing had happened. He lowered his head and sniffed at the side of his neck, and the loose hair made him itchy.
"Wash it clean." Tang Zhilu straightened up, as if he didn't realize that he was saying anything outrageous.
"I trust you fully, and you won't get dirty on purpose to displease me later."
Du Yanze immediately gave up the thought, the expression on his face faded, revealing a genuinely cold look, as if he was considering something.
"You get what you want, and I get what I want. Trust each other, win-win, isn't that good?"
Mutual trust, these four words are quite funny. But Du Yanze thought about it for less than half a minute and decisively turned around and went into the bathroom.
He carefully checked the bathroom, cloakroom, and toilet sink. Tang Zhilu sat by the bed and watched him, not stopping him from opening any cabinet or rummaging through any drawer.
The more Du Yanze looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong. It was too normal for something to be wrong. At most, he could see some of Tang Zhilu's little habits, which were harmless. He looked like a normal person.
The strangest thing is that every detail Tang Zhilu mentioned suggests that he is a person with a strong sense of territory, and he even does many things himself.
But he just sat by the bed and watched him flipping through the books, as if admiring him. Even when he deliberately messed up his shirt, he just raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.
"You have five minutes to shower."
Du Yanze took a deep breath and thought to himself that he had met a tough opponent. He couldn't help but think that if he were a senior executive of FA, many things would be several times more difficult.
As he thought about this, some strange thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind, as if they were forced in his mind, which seemed a bit out of place.
"Villain..." Du Yanze couldn't grasp those thoughts. The warm water washed over his cheeks, and he could only grasp this word.
Du Yanze pinched his brows and changed into the bathrobe and underwear prepared by Tang Zhilu. He once again realized that this bastard had been plotting against him all along.
He opened the door and saw Tang Zhilu leaning against the door. He looked a little impatient. Du Yanze glanced at the time. Twenty minutes was just right.
"What... ugh!"
Du Yanze was in a bad mood and glanced at him sideways, but the next second he was suddenly hugged up and his lips were blocked.
Tang Zhilu's kiss didn't seem like flirting, nor was it gentle and lingering. The licking was more like a means of paralyzing the prey.
It seemed that he was determined to eat his fill this time, no matter whether Du Yanze cooperated or frowned and clenched his lips in resistance.
Du Yanze was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab the black hair at the back of his head and tried to pull him away. But Tang Zhilu had made up his mind and did not intend to change it, so he did not care about his resistance.
Du Yanze leaned back, and when his head was about to hit the wall, Tang Zhilu let go temporarily. But he also stopped talking, and his arms were still tightly around him. Du Yanze was held in his arms like a big doll that could be manipulated by anyone.
He gasped for breath, slightly opened his lips and inhaled the cool air. He didn't exert any strength, but the root of his tongue was sore and the tip of his tongue was painful. He wondered if this bastard was biting him secretly in revenge.
But he also felt that it was impossible for Fork to bite him without bleeding, that would not be romantic!
Du Yanze was so frightened by this word in his mind that his legs went weak. What the hell...
"continue."
Tang Zhilu carried him to the bed and stuffed him into his arms, just like a wolf carrying its prey back to its den.
He was calm as usual, his voice was steady, but his hands were anxiously kneading Du Yanze, trying to reach into his clothes but finding no chance.
Du Yanze wanted to turn over and strangle him to death, his eyes were a mixture of confusion and vigilance, bright and amazing. Tang Zhilu reached out and pinched his cheek, asking him to open his lips slightly and lower his head to get closer.
It seems that Tang Zhilu also feels that Du Yanze is waiting to bite him.
At this moment, Du Yanze's expression suddenly changed. His eyes were filled with tears, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the tip of his nose, which was flushed red, twitched slightly. He looked stubborn and pitiful.
"Stop pinching me, my face hurts."
Tang Zhilu's hands have big knuckles and thick wrist bones, and he doesn't look like someone who sits in an office every day. The fact that he can lift Du Yanze up with one hand shows that he is very strong.
He pinched Du Yanze's face as if he was playing. Seeing Du Yanze like this, he rubbed his delicate, smooth and white skin with his fingers. He seemed to feel very happy about the touch and rubbed it twice.
"The connection between the expression is a bit abrupt..."
But as he said this, he let go of his hand. Du Yanze immediately seized the opportunity, turned over, grabbed his neck, and clamped his Adam's apple with his tiger's mouth, and rode on him as he wanted.
Du Yanze sighed comfortably, then his tongue felt numb and he took a breath, letting out a sneer.
"Enough is enough, huh?"
Tang Zhilu kept his eyes glued to his face. He reached out and touched his bare calf, then followed the curve all the way to his thigh.
"Fifteen minutes for only two minutes of kissing, that's not an equal exchange, right?"
Du Yanze couldn't help trembling, but he couldn't let go of his hand. However, he was still touching him on the right side in a sneaky way. He couldn't free his hands, so he could only tighten his hands and pinch him. The tighter he tightened, the more his fingers could feel the vibration when he spoke.
"Whether it's equal to the price or not, Mr. Tang always thought you had the final say?"
Tang Zhilu laughed out loud, his brows relaxed, as if he was enjoying it, and he even had the leisure to rub his thighs, which made Du Yanze so angry that he pinched his waist to warn him.
"So you want to raise the price?" He was very relaxed and not panicking at all.
Du Yanze was fearless. He thought that the worst that could happen was a breakup, so he could just knock him down and take him back. So he tightened his grip and placed his fingers on his throbbing blood vessels.
"So what? Mr. Tang is a businessman, but I am not." Du Yanze curled his lips into a smile, leaned closer to Tang Zhilu and provoked him.
"What is that, a bandit?"
Du Yanze wasn't sure whether he was really joking or testing his identity.
"Okay, then if I say so, I can take you to my office." Tang Zhilu seemed to say casually, "You can wander around freely, how about that?"
Du Yanze and Tang Zhilu looked at each other. He was not that stupid. He was keeping the information about Tang Zhilu very secret, so it was impossible for him to find any key information.
Yang Zhao also passed on the other information he could dig up, except for Han Huai's matter...
I couldn't refuse this.
However, Du Yanze hated Tang Zhilu's effortless behavior. But he could do nothing about it, so he immediately let go of her hand, pretending to be distressed.
He obediently lay down beside Tang Zhilu, and took the initiative to hug Tang Zhilu's neck, slowly blowing air to fix the clamp: "Does it hurt? I didn't do it on purpose."
He has thick and long eyelashes, a soft and cautious smile, soft light-colored hair that makes his face look pale, and his round doe eyes are smart and bright, innocent and aggrieved.
"Boss Tang, you won't blame me, will you?"
Tang Zhilu would take advantage of the situation, leaning against his side, staring at him with frowned brows and eyes downcast, pointing at his Adam's apple. Du Yanze immediately blushed, leaning over to kiss his Adam's apple, his lips soft and his tongue moist.
"May I?"
Tang Zhilu stretched out his hand but didn't touch his cheek. Du Yanze took the initiative to move over and rub his palm, frowning at the calluses on the palm of his hand.
Gun cocoon? Not really.
Du Yanze was guessing in his heart, without stopping him from looking at Tang Zhilu innocently, with just the right amount of flattery on his face, not fawning, but very sympathetic.
Tang Zhilu's Adam's apple rolled, and he no longer cared about the finger marks on his neck. He lowered his head and nestled his arms around his shoulders and neck, as if he was extremely tired, and closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.
Du Yanze could feel his breathing was long and steady, and he held his arms around him to prevent him from leaving, like a child holding his beloved doll.
Du Yanze was shocked by his own thoughts. What the hell, a 1.9-meter-tall eight-year-old kid? The next second, Du Yanze felt a hand patting him slowly on his back, as if to coax him.
The familiar feeling of this action made him stunned, but his body relaxed and he even dozed off, feeling a sense of security.
The more Du Yanze thought about it, the more confused he became. However, he was unable to explain the peace and tranquility in his heart, or even the faint joy with a hint of bitterness.
Forget it, if you have the guts, just kill him while he's asleep. Du Yanze fell asleep unknowingly while he was daydreaming.
*
"Xiao Zhao, let's go first. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, be careful on the road."
Ding-a-ling…
Yang Zhao was tidying up her desk and getting ready to leave work when her cell phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and there was no SDD code in the number.
She thought for a moment and hung up without hesitation. But the other party insisted on calling three times, so Yang Zhao turned on the recording and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"No. 7, 4th Floor, Building 5, Yongyuan Community, Houmiao Street. FA sends regards to Hunter."
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