The two of them are at home together, but they are both busy. Zongque has military information to read. Even if he is on vacation, he needs to know the situation of all parties in a timely manner, and the vacation may end at any time when necessary.

Du Yue is taking a rest, but he can’t help but understand the conditions of other new industries. Because of his persistence, many old employees have stayed and been promoted a lot. In the past, he needed to make decisions on many things.

Qing is also gradually delegating power. It doesn’t matter if you make less money. The main thing is to have more free time. But when the time is really free, you can’t help but explore some new areas and open up new markets.

"It's really a hard life..." Du Yue looked at the data analysis and rubbed his shoulders, mocking himself.

Maybe he was used to being busy, and when he really had some free time, he couldn't go out, so he didn't know what to do.

It seems that he is not qualified to say that Mr. Zong is a workaholic.

After finishing their busy work in the morning, the two of them had lunch together. It was easy to feel sleepy in the afternoon. Du Yue was planning to go upstairs to take a nap, but the man stopped him and handed him a box.

"What is this?" Du Yue asked in surprise.

"Black tea." Zongque held the box and looked at the young man in front of him and said, "I heard you like to drink it."

Du Yue's expression moved slightly, he reached out and took it and said: "Thank you, who did you listen to?"

People in his family actually don't know him very well, but they don't mind it because he doesn't know their preferences very well either.

"Su Yunyan." Zongque said.

As a friend, that person knows a lot about the person in front of him. He did not have a close relationship with the young man in the past, but in the future he will understand and remember every habit and every preference he has.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Du Yue held the box with some joy in his heart. Although the person in front of him was always cold, did this mean that the other person was also trying to understand him?

"Would you like to have afternoon tea together? I'll prepare the tea." Du Yue rubbed the box and extended the invitation.

Zongque looked at the smile in the young man's eyes and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll go up and take a nap first, I'm a little sleepy." Du Yue said, gently tightening his fingers.

Zongque responded: "Well, I just had dinner and the pillows should be raised a little higher."

"Okay." Du Yue held the box and turned around to go upstairs. Although everything was no different from before, he couldn't help but look back when he was going up the stairs, and the man was standing there looking at his back.

There was no emotion in those calm eyes, but Du Yue turned his head hastily, feeling confused for a moment.

The box was placed on the table. When it was opened, there was a sealed tea can inside. Du Yue unsealed it layer by layer. There was nothing special about the jar. What was special was the tea inside, Jiuqu Red Plum. Its appearance was as thin as a silver hook and its color was

The heat is controlled very well, and it looks like it's the best quality that was hand-selected and fried.

Although the box doesn't look very romantic, he did choose it carefully.

Of course, such a good tea must be equipped with a little snack.

Although it was a rest, Du Yue just stood up for ten minutes and got up and started searching for the refreshment. After determining the materials, he gently went downstairs. He entered the kitchen system and took out various materials.

Although the process is cumbersome, some physical and effort are carried out by the machine, and the prepared things are sent to the oven. The sweet taste has permeated over time.

Zong Yan stopped and got up. When the door was opened, the young man was coming out of the kitchen with a tray. He was steaming on his hot air, and it looked very beautiful cakes and biscuits.

"The refreshment is ready, how about eating on the balcony?" Du Yue asked.

"Um." Zong Yan walked out of the door and took the tray in his hand, "Let's come."

"Trouble you, I'll prepare some preserved fruits." Du Yue pine opened his hand.

"Okay." Zong Yan walked towards the balcony with a tray, opened the door there, extended the platform, and the desktop and chair rose from the ground.

Zong Yan put the small dish on the table. The small cake has exquisite decoration on the cake, and the baked small biscuits are sandwiched in a very round biscuit. It is very emotional in such a plate.

Zong Yan was sitting, but the youth not only brought preserved fruit, but also a set of tea sets by small robots.

Injecting the water, the heating function of the tea sea, Zong Yan took the tea set and tea road in his hand: "Let's come."

"Oh, okay." Du Yue pine opened his hand, and he was a little worried about wasting such good tea, but he found that he was worried when he saw the man's movement of flowing water.

Black tea is excellent, and he has smelled his fragrance. Du Yue watched his movement a little bit fascinating, but a cup of tea fell in front of him.

"Thank you." Du Yue smiled at the bright red tea soup.

Originally, the opponent would not only fight against the battle, but also a very mood.

The hot air on the tea was blowing lightly, Du Yue pursed some entrances, returned to sweet and long, and his teeth were fragrant.

Zong Yan put his own cup next to him, picked up a small biscuit and sent it into his mouth.

"How is the taste?" Du Yue always felt that he had no relationship with such a delicate snack, but it didn't seem to be abrupt.

"Yes." Zong Yan replied.

Although it is a dessert, it is not too sweet, the entrance is not greasy, and there are nuts to add fragrance.

"I have baked a lot of this, and the others are cold and sealed into the jar. I can eat it directly next time." Du Yue said.

"Well." Zong Yan Ying said, "hard work."

"It's nothing." Du Yue also picked up a small biscuit and sent it into his mouth.

He just wants to do it, and wants to see him different from usual.

The scenery on the balcony is very good. The small garden melts in this dense forest. The wind blows through the leaves, but it does not let the tea and sweet fragrance disperse.

"What kind of drink Mr. Zong does it like?" Du Yuemo asked with a tea cup.

After the other party tasted a few snacks, he stopped touching, but when he cooked tea, he didn't drink it, and he sat here with him. This is a person who carved his homemade into his bones.

"Tea." Zong Yan looked at the very relaxed humanity next to the chair.

He is usually mainly water, but if he has to say the same drink, it is tea.

"Which tea?" Du Yue asked.

"All can." Zong Yan said that although he understood the tea ceremony, he was just quenching thirst, "What about you?"

"This kind of you sent is very good." Du Yue said.

He is not a particularly particular person. He loves tea because it can refresh his mind, and he pursues the taste secondly. Although he has done some research, it is actually OK, but now...he likes this one the most.

"I'll buy it for you when it's almost finished," Zongque said.

"Okay." Du Yue gently stroked the teacup and asked, looking at the man admiring the scenery beside him, "Does the fact that I go out to work put a lot of pressure on you?"

Zongque turned to look at him and said, "No, what did you hear?"

"I didn't hear anything, I was just guessing." Du Yue looked at the flowers swaying in the wind in the garden and said, "The Star Network has actually been controversial about this, and the impact is still very big. I think you must have endured some of it.

pressure."

"You don't need to care about those words." Zongque said.

"Actually, I told myself not to care about it, but sometimes I still care about it and think about whether I have to go out and whether it will cause trouble to others." Du Yue said frankly for the first time.

Because he feels that he is sometimes selfish, causing panic to people around him and some social groups.

This kind of panic actually happened a long time ago. It was the beginning of human evolution. OGAs had not yet been raised in the White Tower. Even inhibitors were just being developed and their performance was very unstable. At that time, there were many cases of OGAs going into estrus.

The large-scale crazy events, destruction and panic caused by Alpha are unprecedented. Because they have happened before, many people will be taboo about them.

"So far, you haven't caused any trouble to anyone." Zongque said.

He knew that the other party would not go out casually after becoming an OGA. The first time he went out was a blind date with Du Qi.

"What would happen if you differentiated into OGA?" Du Yue hesitated for a moment when he asked this question, "I mean, if, if you mind very much, you don't need to answer."

It's really offensive to rashly mention the other person's gender change.

"It doesn't matter." Zongque thought for a moment and said, "I won't do better than you."

He absolutely cannot accept being controlled by pheromones, and he absolutely cannot accept a marriage based on this. He may lock himself up at first, but what he will do is definitely destroy the glands and change the physique. As for the rules stipulated by the alliance

Regulations prohibiting the removal of glands have no effect on him.

And the young man did really well. He didn't have the skills he had, and he couldn't remove the glands or change his body, but he tried to find a way out of such a helpless situation, a way that would not affect others and allow him to be free.

road.

If he were in the same situation as him, he would either get through it or not, and go on the same path as his original world.

They are strong at heart and will never accept losing everything about themselves.

"Really?" Du Yue asked with a smile.

"Well." Zongque looked at him and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Okay." Du Yue smiled at his calm expression, "Thank you, Mr. Zong."

"You're welcome." Zongque said, "You can tell me anything you want."

"Okay." Du Yue responded.

Even so, there are some things that cannot be said, such as his love.

…

Du Yue rested at home for two days. When the pheromones on his body faded slightly and the marks on his shoulders and neck were faintly visible, he got up and tidied up to the sound of the alarm clock, and then went downstairs to have breakfast together.

He no longer wore casual home clothes, and the man also changed into military uniform, obviously planning to go out.

"Are you going to the military headquarters today?" Du Yue asked while sitting at the dining table.

"Well, I'll take you to work first." Zongque said, looking at the freshly dressed young man.
To be continued...