Faced with Zhao Yesi's question, Lu Huangzhi fell into deep thought.
Zhao Yexi: "Hehe."
Lu Huangzhi hesitated, he actually hesitated! He and Lu Huangzhi were indeed not of the same kind, so what was he talking about?
Lu Huangzhi thought for a while and said, "I don't really like Xiaolongnu."
Zhao Yesi looked at Lu Huangzhi coldly and said, "Why don't you and Bu Chunzhai change your name together? I've already thought of a name for you. It's Lu Xiaobao."
"I don't want seven wives either," Lu Huangzhi said. "It's too troublesome. I'd rather just have one. But forget about Xiao Longnv. I'd rather have someone who's a little more talkative and clingy."
Zhao Yesi was stunned. The indignation he had been holding in his heart had mostly dissipated, and he seemed to be looking at Lu Huangzhi with a bit more favor.
Before the debate, he had truly admired Lu Huangzhi and hadn't hesitated to praise him when he spoke to Tao Qiaosheng. So when Lu Huangzhi offered one bizarre, skewed argument after another, he felt a sense of disillusionment, as if the house had collapsed. Every time he looked at Lu Huangzhi afterwards, he felt infuriated.
Today, Lu Huangzhi suddenly explained to him, and he believed Lu Huangzhi's explanation. But the perfect idol in his mind when they first met was gone forever. The debate was just one entry in the grudge book, and the remaining eighty or so were a constant reminder of how bad Lu Huangzhi had been to him.
"I understand," Zhao Yesi said, "Since you like to be talkative and clingy, I will try to be less talkative in the future."
"It's not that I like talkative and clingy people," Lu Huangzhi corrected him, "it's that I want the person I like to talkative and clingy to me."
Zhao Yesi was a little confused. "Is there any difference?"
Lu Huangzhi smiled and said, "There's a big difference."
"Then I wish you can find the talkative and clingy Little Dragon Girl soon," Zhao Yexi said with a bow. "Goodbye."
Zhao Yexi spent a week reading various materials and roughly determined his views on whether or not the second gender should be disclosed. Finally, he could start writing his paper. He typed the title of the paper and picked up his water cup to fill it. When he stood up, he saw Lu Huangyi across from him, one hand supporting his forehead, the other holding a pen, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
It was a rare opportunity to catch Lu Huangzhi slacking off at work, so Zhao Yesi decisively picked up his phone and took a photo of Lu Huangzhi's profile.
Good, he forgot to mute it.
Lu Huangzhi curled his lips, his eyes still closed, "He's sitting across from you, why would you need to take a sneak shot?"
"Stop being so sentimental. I just wanted to..." Zhao Yesi was halfway through his sentence when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck. He subconsciously covered his neck and said irritably, "Fuck, it's happening again."
Lu Huangzhi opened his eyes and asked, "Your glands haven't grown back yet?"
"How would I know?" Zhao Yesi said, enduring the pain. "I didn't go for a checkup again."
Lu Huangzhi took the water cup from Zhao Yesi and walked towards the water dispenser. "Leave work early today. I'll go with you to the checkup."
"Where can I get checked?" The area where the gland grew was painful and itchy, and Zhao Yesi wanted to reach out and scratch it. Lu Huangzhi grabbed his wrist and whispered, "Don't touch it."
Zhao Yesi's voice changed: "But I feel uncomfortable..."
Zhao Yesi felt a tightening on his wrist and said angrily, "I'm already feeling uncomfortable, why are you still holding on so tightly? Let go!"
At this moment, no matter how fierce Zhao Yexi was, he was still soft and had no killing power at all, although he didn't usually have that. Lu Huangzhi didn't let him go, but the strength in his hand was much less. "If you let go, you'll scratch around."
Zhao Yesi started to struggle: "I'm grabbing my glands, it's none of your business."
Lu Huangzhi glanced around the office. The two professors were in their respective offices, and the other colleagues were busy with their own things. No one noticed them for the time being.
He bent down and whispered in Zhao Yesi's ear: "Be good and follow me."
"You are so disrespectful! How can you talk to a senior like that?"
Lu Huangzhi readily agreed: "Then can you please listen to me and go to the tea room first so I can help you take a look?"
“…That’s more like it.”
Zhao Yesi didn't want to cause a commotion in the office and disturb his colleagues' work, so he reluctantly followed Lu Huangzhi to the tea room.
There was no one in the tea room, and while Lu Huangzhi was closing the door, Zhao Yesi grabbed his gland with one claw.
"Hmm..." This feeling was too strange, both crisp and numb. He seemed to feel good, but it also seemed like a drop in the bucket, or even adding fuel to the fire, and could not solve the problem at all.
Lu Huangzhi narrowed his eyes and strode towards Zhao Yesi. He put his hands around Zhao Yesi's waist, picked him up like a child, and placed him on the table. "Is this how you listen to me, Senior?"
The Lu Huangzhi in front of him seemed different from usual. He no longer had that careless "badness". His voice was a little cold, as if he was really angry.
Zhao Yesi was sitting on the table with his legs not even reaching the ground. Lu Huangzhi stood between his legs. In this position, he was finally able to look at Lu Huangzhi at eye level.
Zhao Yesi's glands were burning, and his face was also burning. "When the hell did I ever say I would listen to you? How long have you had a cerebral thrombosis?"
This wasn't the time to tease the senior. Lu Huangzhi didn't want to continue arguing with Zhao Yesi, so he said, "Lower your head, let me see your glands."
"What can you tell?" Zhao Yexi said, "You're not a doctor."
"If your glands are truly fully formed, they'll begin to emit pheromones. You might not be able to smell them yourself," Lu Huangzhi leaned forward slightly, "but maybe I can."
At this time, Zhao Yesi still didn't know what it meant to let an Alpha get close to his glands. It was just a sniff, and it wouldn't cost him a piece of meat. Zhao Yesi tugged at his collar, lowered his head, and said, "Then hurry up."
Zhao Yesi's skin color was as white as in Lu Huangzhi's memory, except that the area where the gland grew was slightly red, probably because he had just caught it.
Lu Huangzhi stared at that area, his breathing inexplicably disordered.
Zhao Yesi felt itchy and urged, "Come and smell it, what are you talking about?"
Lu Huangzhi calmed himself down and put his nose tip towards Zhao Yesi's gland.
Zhao Yesi's body trembled as he sensed Lu Huangzhi's presence. Lu Huangzhi had used an odor blocker, but since they were so close, he could still faintly detect a hint of grapefruit. The discomfort in his glands suddenly eased, and Zhao Yesi let out a comfortable sigh, involuntarily moving closer, as if offering his glands to Lu Huangzhi.
"Does it have any smell?" Zhao Yesi asked.
Lu Huangzhi didn't move, and Zhao Yesi couldn't see his expression.
"Lu Huangzhi? What do I smell like? Damn, can you even…"
Lu Huangzhi finally responded. He straightened up and looked at Zhao Yesi with an indescribable strangeness in his eyes. "You smell..." His voice was low and deep, "very nice."
After saying that, the smell of grapefruit flooded towards Zhao Yesi.
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