Chapter 15 I will make you feel comfortable
"How did you get in through the back door of the garden today?"
Du Yanze leaned against the car window and looked out, one of his hands still held by Tang Zhilu. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Tang Zhilu was much more tolerant of him and more clingy.
Could it be that he finally couldn't help himself and decided to take action? While he was thinking about it, the car had already entered the path in front of the courtyard.
Du Yanze saw a figure from afar. He was quite tall and looked very strong in his work clothes. He was busy tidying up the lawn in the garden. The more Du Yanze looked at him, the more familiar he looked.
"That's the new one."
Tang Zhilu explained calmly. Du Yanze half-opened the car window, looked for a while and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He then asked why his eyelids had been twitching these past few days.
He applied for support some time ago, and his superiors actually sent that idiot named Oliver over.
It would be fine if he was just sent over, SDD tried hard for months to infiltrate but failed. This idiot didn't even think about how he got in so easily, and with his mixed-race face, why did he think of getting this identity for himself.
"Why, you can't bear to take your eyes away."
Tang Zhilu pinched his fingers and played with them casually. He didn't show any threat at all, which made Du Yanze think that he was jealous.
"Of course, if I find someone with such a great figure who is young and handsome, I won't allow others to take a second look at him?" Du Yanze was so tight-lipped that he almost cursed Oliver three times in his heart.
After the operation in Country G, a large force came to clean up the area. He was sitting in the open back seat of an ambulance treating his wounds. He was busy checking news from his superiors, and before anyone had the chance to scold him, he foolishly delivered himself to the door.
He was holding his coat, looking as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant. His face was blushing. The 1.80-meter-tall strong man was shy. Du Yanze took one look at him and remembered the stupid thing he had done.
So they called him and his superiors together and publicly punished him, and gave him a C grade in the year-end evaluation.
"Of course not. What should I do if you get involved with him while I'm not around?" Tang Zhilu said the most resentful words in a calm tone.
"Then let's play the story of a lonely lady and a strong and handsome gardener? Let me think, in which episode should the story of them teaming up to murder their master and becoming a widow be in..."
Du Yanze didn't know which word touched Tang Zhilu's chest. As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed him down and kissed him without even closing the car window, pinching his cheeks with his fingers. He was so shameless that he didn't care that there were people watching on the lawn.
Du Yanze pushed him away for a distance, and noticed out of the corner of his eye that this idiot didn't keep his composure at all, his jaw almost dropped to the ground. Others knew to avoid him, but he just kept staring at him, as if he was struggling whether to come over or not.
"The gardener is watching the master bullying the lady. It seems that the gardener really has two minds. What about you, madam?"
Tang Zhilu looks like an honest person, but he is quite extravagant.
Du Yanze clicked his tongue, pinched the back of Tang Zhilu's neck, turned his head and glanced coldly at Oliver, implying a warning.
The momentum at this moment was so dangerous that it was frightening, but he did not avoid Tang Zhilu's interested eyes at all.
The next second, he smiled and scratched Tang Zhilu's chin with his fingers, moving very close to him. There was still a faint sweet smell of cream, jam, and even whipped cream on his body.
A light sweet smell lurks beneath it like an undercurrent, tempting you to get closer, but his eyes were cold a second ago, and his expression changed so quickly that people suspected danger.
"That depends on whether the master can satisfy the lady."
The sound of running water in the bathroom never stopped as Du Yanze walked around Tang Zhilu's bedroom and study room in broad daylight, even going into the room where Tang Zhilu occasionally worked to take a look.
Of course, all of this was tacitly approved by Tang Zhilu. Sometimes, when Tang Zhilu was reviewing documents or holding online meetings, he would lie on a small sofa to read a book, and when he got tired, he would get up and walk around.
Today, on Tang Zhilu's desk, there was only an invitation letter with a black background and gold foil, right in the middle.
The FA in gold-stamped cursive script on the cover is particularly eye-catching, but when you open it, there are only two short lines of text inside, written in the language of Country G.
"Dear Mr. Tang, the miracle has made new progress. We look forward to your visit to the Kronos to attend the sacred dinner."
"Cronus..."
Du Yanze tapped his fingers and whispered the name.
"Cronus, the second generation of gods in ancient Greek mythology, is the son of Gaia, the goddess of the earth, and Uranus. He killed his father Uranus, but was prophesied to be killed by his sons. So he devoured his sons one by one."
Tang Zhilu was wearing a bathrobe, which he casually gathered with his belt as he walked. He walked up to him, his body still warm from washing.
Du Yanze thought of the oil painting "Saturn Devouring His Son" that he had seen inside the appreciation meeting. It was not the common Goya painting, but a more realistic version by Rubens.
The image of Kronos there is no different from that of a human being, unlike Goya's painting which focuses on the gloomy and terrifying image of cannibalism.
"So narcissistic." Du Yanze clicked his tongue. It's so abnormal that he's abnormal, but he even tries to make himself a myth and create a sense of ritual.
"What time?"
"Usually, I'll tell you once I'm sure I'll accept. I haven't agreed to go."
Tang Zhilu hugged Du Yanze from behind. It was as if his mysophobia had disappeared and he didn't dislike him at all.
Only after they occasionally kissed and rubbed each other, Du Yanze was too sleepy to open his eyes, but this man still took the trouble to clean up and wipe him clean. It can be seen that this man is a mysophobia.
Du Yanze turned around and grabbed his collar, his eyes cold: "You Forks really think you are a piece of cake. A pervert is a pervert, what kind of god is that?"
"What about you, Tang Zhilu? Am I your reserve food?"
Du Yanze was held and sat on the reddish-brown desk, with his legs spread apart and hanging beside Tang Zhilu.
"Want to break up with me?" Tang Zhilu kept his hands on his shoulders, not caring about the murderous look in his eyes.
"It's you. You can't help it." Du Yanze stretched out his tone, picked up the invitation letter and looked directly at Tang Zhilu.
"It's an invitation letter. The first time you took it out was to lure us out. What do you want to do this time?"
Tang Zhilu didn't wear glasses, his black eyes were like deep pools, and Du Yanze couldn't figure out the emotions in them. Du Yanze admitted that when he saw the invitation letter, he didn't feel secretly happy, but felt a chill down his spine.
He always trusted his instincts.
Tang Zhilu is a businessman, a very conceited businessman, but his intelligence is enough to make him conceited to the end. He will evaluate the value of everything, weigh the chips, and do not hide his predatory and greedy nature.
The more he gives, the more he seeks. But if he is a Fork who is simply greedy for flesh and blood, things will be easier.
Du Yanze was vaguely aware that something unusual had happened, and he only realized the first clue at this moment.
Tang Zhilu greedily kissed his lips, which had already been rubbed red by him, but it seemed that nothing was enough. He kissed his cheek and then his ear, his movements gentle.
His tone was also gentle, but his words made Du Yanze tense.
"You are from SDD, right?"
Tang Zhilu still patted his back gently as he did in bed, and kissed his neck with warm lips and teeth, where blood vessels were pulsating under the skin.
"The only person in the SDD who can carry out such a mission is the head of the special operations team."
"The only Cake in the special operations team. I've heard a lot about you."
"Hunter"
The moment Du Yanze shouted the exit code, his fingers tightened, and there were throbbing blood vessels under his fingertips.
Tang Zhilu was completely defenseless at this time and completely opened his arms to him. He could choose to cut off Fork, who was self-righteous and wanted to control him.
But while he was thinking about this, Tang Zhilu chose to gently touch his neck with his soft lips and teeth, and put his arms around his shoulders.
"Can you tell me your name?"
Tang Zhilu treated him as gently as if he were his lover, and only regarded his murderous intent as love and his threats as caresses.
"Du Yanze." Du Yanze answered him, and then repeated as if warning: "Du Yanze."
Tang Zhilu was silent for a while, and this unsettling silence made Du Yanze feel uneasy for the first time. Tang Zhilu hugged him tightly and took a deep breath on his neck.
"Okay, it's just Du Yanze." His tone was very unusual. Du Yanze couldn't see through it for a moment and let go of his hand.
There were already faint bruises on Tang Zhilu's neck, but he didn't care.
"Du Yanze, you are scared. Why?"
Du Yanze had nothing to be ashamed of, and was not surprised at Tang Zhilu's sharpness. When a person stares at another person for a long time and attentively, any small change in the other person is enough to shock the world.
This was true for Tang Zhilu. But he suddenly realized that, for whatever reason, he had unknowingly stared too long and too deeply.
They didn't know when a fatal connection had developed between them, based on suspicion and distrust.
As soon as Du Yanze realized this, he tried to push Tang Zhilu away, leaning his arms on his desk, lowering his head slightly and refusing to look him in the eye.
A section of black stubble had grown at the roots of Du Yanze's pink hair. It was a very short section, but Tang Zhilu's fingers would gently brush over it every night, paying closer attention to it than their owner did.
Tang Zhilu knew that he was only qualified to talk to him to this extent, so he immediately wisely put on a negotiating posture and continued in a calm voice: "I was not sure of your identity before, so there were many things I could not say."
"Now that I'm sure of that, I think I can help you a lot..."
Du Yanze raised his head and looked him over coldly, interrupting him: "Help me? Do you think you are clean? Why? Or do you think I will trust you?"
Tang Zhilu laughed when he heard him say that. His black hair hung down, and his sharp and handsome appearance should have made him look fierce, but when he laughed, he didn't look aggressive at all.
"My superior, you already trust me." Tang Zhilu said with certainty.
The distance between them widened, and Tang Zhilu did not do anything inappropriate. He just looked into his eyes intently with his eyes, even when Du Yanze turned his face away.
Du Yanze never said one thing and meant another. As long as he was aware of something, no matter how embarrassing or outrageous it was, he would not deny it. But this was precisely what made him difficult to deal with. He would admit it but only showed his face based on his mood.
"You're right, thank you for reminding me."
Du Yanze looked at him with a completely new perspective and said calmly, "I forgot that you are a little different from other Forks."
"It seems that you want to sleep with me more than eat me."
Tang Zhilu was a nasty person, and he immediately smiled and nodded: "You finally reacted. So, is it okay?"
"I'll make you comfortable."
Apart from asking for his opinion here, this bastard has always done whatever he wants before. He only likes to be notified and not to ask questions.
So, is this an inquiry or a notification?
"What if I can do it? What if I can't do it?"
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