He Yunting did not respond immediately, and at a certain moment, Lin Han felt that he was timid.

"Don't worry about it." Lin Han didn't point it out directly, but just said, "Your pheromone smells so good, I like it very much."

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He was right, a person who looks so cold, but his scent is calm and heavy, with a gentleness that is completely different from the surface.

But an oga saying this to an alpha is almost a blatant invitation.

Lin Han smiled lightly, the tone sounded very relaxed, it seemed that He Yunting was really worried about this.

He Yunting looked at him.

It was only then that Lin Han knew the bloody facts, that his mother did not pass away peacefully, and that they had missed many years and regretted it for a long time.

But after crying, he can still smile.

Before the smile on his lips dissipated, He Yunting took a step forward and reached out to rub him into his arms without saying a word.

Lin Han didn't resist, his eyebrows, eyes and body were meekly attached to each other. Even if the two had no skin contact now, he didn't need to hear what the other was thinking, and he still felt at ease.

"Okay." He Yunting said.

Gululu, who had just woken up, twisted his body and squeezed in through the crack of the door, and saw this not so greasy scene.

He Yunting has good eyesight, looked down at the little thing that came in, and looked at it silently.

He Yunting raised his eyes slightly: "..."

Gululu's Doudou blinked: "..."

If it was put a day before, maybe it would rush up to pull He Yunting's trouser legs.

But... Well, on the second day after being coaxed by the snacks, after hesitating for half a minute, the little guy shook the hair on his body, shrank his short legs again, and rolled halfway on the ground. Circle, slipped.

After all, it is a principled Kugeer.

At this moment, He Yunting realized with hindsight, that every time he borrowed flowers and offered Buddha snacks to coax people, the effect seemed to be pretty good.

The first time was when he carefully handed Lu An and Zang's snacks to Lin Han, and now he was embarrassingly stuffing the things Lin Han bought into some small creature.

It was rare for He Yunting to waste time thinking about this kind of thing. Before he could draw up a rule, Lin Han looked up from his arms with a surprised look in his eyes.

The next second his lips came together, but quickly left.

"I have to go out." Lin Han said.

He Yunting nodded.

Because the aircraft was parked nearby, Lin Han did not refuse the other party's request to send him to work.

Anyway, no matter how big the aircraft is, it will be seen by colleagues. Lin Han simply asked He Yunting to stop at the door.

It was still early, and there were not many people at the entrance of the institute.

He Yunting stopped Lin Han before he left: "If you leave work early today, come to the base. I want to show you some information."

Lin Han nodded in response.

With his right hand on the switch of the side door of the aircraft, just as he was about to press it, he suddenly thought of something and turned around.

The morning sun is always full of vigor and hope. Lin Han saw a few strands of the morning sun pass through the front glass of the aircraft and fall on He Yunting's face. Although he had no expression at the moment, Lin Han could still feel a clear tenderness.

"Right." He moved his lips.

"When you went out today, you had a nice smile."

"I like it very much."

Lin Han said hello to the colleague who met at the door, knowing that others might still be curious about the identity of the owner of the aircraft that flew away just now. My heart is more open than ever.

He changed his clothes and walked out. He went back to his office to sort out today's schedule, allocated the required time, and confirmed that he could complete it before leaving get off work.

However, before Lin Han went to the base, he heard some subtle news during the break.

Since Xu Zhiheng took the initiative to publicly explain the situation of Proton Star at that time, the malicious remarks against He Yunting have been much less, and most people are still willing to believe that he is indeed thinking of the empire, not a murderous demon.

However, there are always some people who stubbornly think that Xu Zhiheng is justifying He Yunting. They cannot accept that so many people have really died, and they still harbor great malice towards He Yunting.

However, the attitude of the research institute has always been clear, so when Lin Han heard the news, his colleagues were still complaining about He Yunting.

He passed the terrace with coffee, and when he heard He Yunting's name, he couldn't help but walk over.

"That's why I said that some people in the Imperial Life Forum are simply ignorant of their blessings, and they question this and that all day long."

"Even I think the admiral did the right thing, no matter if Professor Xu speaks for him or not..."

"Yes."

"But it shouldn't be a big deal. I heard that the formation has completely remodeled the supply system before coming back."

"It's hard to say, I just hope that there will be no more trouble, and that the empire will not come."

"Don't worry, this place is quite far from the proton star."

One of the colleagues seems to be a supporter of He Yunting: "You may not believe it, but I have paid more attention to this matter recently. In fact, this is not the first time it has been reported. I don't know why, but you only know now."

"Anyway, I feel sorry for the general. Most of the people who say these words are delicate children with no life experience." He frowned, "What is the meaning of our institute's existence? If it really follows the hypocritical peace that those people say In theory, the military system of the empire is good enough now, why not ask His Majesty the Emperor to stop the research on new mechas."

Lin Han walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Recently, because of the "mysterious boss in the core area" behind him, Lin Han has more exchanges with his colleagues. Gossip is gossip, and everyone has no ill will towards this matter.

Several colleagues saw him coming, smiled friendly, and handed the screen to Lin Han: "The latest reports on Proton Star are all from small media, I don't know if it's true or not."

Lin Han didn't wear gloves, avoided the other's fingers and took the screen, seeing the focus of their discussion.

[Proton star beta variant gene or a resurgence? Do antagonists really work? ]

This title is fairly normal, and the few articles that follow are tabloids that are not afraid of the day and the earth, and they all start with things like "Proton star is suspected to be wiped out", "Research or illusion, a planet fell so quickly" Horrible subject.

Looking down on these titles, there are actually no accompanying pictures, or the pictures are all events sent by Proton Star that have little to do with this. They were posted as if they were full, and they were roughly summarized in a very deliberate way of writing. such a thing.

Someone secretly sent a message to the empire, saying that the genetic disease that was suppressed by Proton Star had reappeared, and the people who had recovered had regained similar habits before, such as making meaningless roars, not understanding human communication, etc.

But these reports came to an abrupt end after only talking about it. The following were mostly subjective comments and speculations, and the wind was not friendly. The blame was directed at Xu Zhiheng's fraud, or He Yunting's failure to clear those infected people.

It looks like some kind of endless media that is boring enough to rub people's attention.

"These reports seem to attract traffic, just take a look." The colleague took the screen that Lin Han returned, and said casually, "The official media was still praising the good management of Central City yesterday."

Lin Han didn't speak.

"Yeah, don't take it seriously," another colleague added.

Lin Han's expression didn't change, he nodded along with the words of the two, and left with his own coffee.

His colleagues were not surprised by his reaction. After all, Lin Han always seemed to be gentle and calm, as if nothing could cause his emotions to fluctuate violently.

"I suddenly want to know who the big guy who sent him to work this morning is." The two colleagues sighed, "Because an oga like Lin Han is really curious, what kind of alpha will he look at? ."

Although the two have no plans to open their relationship for the time being, the base is an exception.

Lin Han got off work on time as planned, instead of letting He Yunting call someone to pick him up, he took the public aircraft to the base.

The sergeants here saw that Lin Han would look sideways, and took the initiative to say hello and give way - they probably knew that this person had an unusual relationship with the general, and no one dared to ask what kind of unusual it was, but everyone was well trained and strict. , this matter here is like an unspoken secret, which was carefully concealed by everyone inside for the Lord.

Lin Han communicated with He Yunting, and it was also the rest time of the base. After all, he had stayed at the base for a while, and walked to He Yunting's room following his memory.

When he entered, He Yunting was arranging data in the virtual database.

Seeing him coming, He Yunting glanced at the time, then stood up and rummaged in the cabinet, found a nutritional supplement inside, unscrewed it and handed it to Lin Han: "It's time, it should be the first day of the day. Three."

"..." Lin Han's face collapsed instantly, pushing He Yunting's hand away, "Why do you want me to drink this as soon as I come."

He Yunting's expression was very serious, and he said seriously: "But let me do the math for you, otherwise you will have no energy at night."

Lin Han frowned: "I don't want to drink."

The next second he saw He Yunting raise his hand, and he was going to put the nutritional supplement in his mouth and pass it to himself, just like when the two of them had just confessed their feelings.

"Don't, don't, I'll drink it myself." Lin Han quickly stopped him, grabbed his nose and drank it. After all, the taste of this thing is really not good, he can't always feel wronged by He Yunting and make a mouthful of it.

Unexpectedly, in the end, He Yunting's tongue was still rolled over.

Lin Han's cheeks were flushed from his kiss, and when he looked up at the other party's calm expression, he didn't know what to say.

"He Yunting." Lin Han called him by name, "Are you trying to make excuses to kiss me, or do you really just want me to drink a nutritional supplement."

Lin Han didn't wait for He Yunting to speak, and simply reached out and touched He Yunting's watery lips.

[Mr. Lin needs to drink nutritional supplements on time. 】

[But from the first moment he came in, I couldn't help wanting to kiss him. 】

[I only saw it tomorrow morning. 】

Lin Han withdrew his hand: "..."

He's changed too much. He's completely different from the man who insisted on using Lu An and the mecha as an excuse to invite him, and clumsily insisting on dancing with him.

It's so crooked that it doesn't match his identity at all.

Lin Han rolled his eyes to look at each other.

If they had been together back then, maybe He Yunting would not have the reaction he has now.

After all, this was the sweetness he had never dared to touch and found again.

Lin Han suddenly felt less regretful about the past.

He Yunting knew that his inner voice had been heard, but he didn't know if he was covering it up or not.

Seeing this, Lin Han smiled wickedly, put his feet up on purpose, cupped each other's face with both hands, and insisted that He Yunting look at him, with a sly light in his eyes: "The general wants to kiss me next time. No need to make excuses."

At this time, he didn't call his full name again, but instead called him General.

The majestic imperial general couldn't bear it any longer, and he tilted his head and bit the finger of the increasingly daring oga.

But the two didn't fight for a long time. Lin Han knew that He Yunting must have something else to ask him to come to him. He grabbed He Yunting's neck and asked the other party to hold him on his lap. Then he tidied up He Yunting's messy clothes again. : "Okay, the general can get down to business."

He Yunting handed him a document prepared on the table.

"This is something I sorted out. I didn't want to tell you at first, but after thinking about it, you already know what happened back then, so there's no point in hiding it." He Yunting said it naturally, and believed that Lin Han could understand him.

Lin Han took it, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and his expression became serious.

He Yunting had been busy with training at the base these days, so Lin Han took Gululu back to his apartment to live for a few days.

Gululu seems to be more used to Lin Han's apartment, mainly because it has a small corner that Lin Han tailored for it. Unlike the big house before, there are so many rooms that it almost lost its way several times.

This day is not a public holiday, Lin Han is working as usual, but it has no effect on Gululu. After all, it is no different from when he is at home alone. He still eats, sleeps and watches TV. When he feels tired, he will go around Lin Han's sofa. Pad to do exercise.

Lin Han will probably be back in a few hours. Gululu's favorite dramas have long since finished, but he doesn't like the ending very much. Oga finally forgave the scumbag. The two reunited with He Meimei. Another child was born for the scumbag who turned evil and returned to justice - it was angry for a long time when he saw this ending.

It was hurt by the TV series and decided to open Empire News.

It doesn't really understand the content on the news, but the scrolling subtitles and all kinds of people are very attractive to it, and from time to time, I can see the alpha that I just reconciled a few days ago.

For example, now, it has seen He Yunting on the news again.

And next to his photo, there is a middle-aged man with half-white hair.

Gululu stretched out his claws and scratched the nearby fur, looking at the dense text on it suspiciously.

It can't read, but it doesn't hinder its enthusiasm for listening to the news.

On the TV, the channel of Gululu is one of the most authoritative official media of the Empire.

After the photo of He Yunting and the man flashed, a brand new picture appeared.

The picture shows a young man in tattered clothes, holding a box tightly in his hand with half a cake that has long expired.

His eyes were dark with chills on his back, his mouth was open, as if he was saying something, and it seemed like it was just a meaningless roar.

The headline read "Antagonists Fail, Proton Stars or Renewed Genetic Disease."

The author has something to say: here we come!

The wife I made about the picture is still with me, and my friend helped me make an appointment with a small template of Lao He's q-version mobile wallpaper. If you like it, you can go to vb to pick it up! So cute I love it!

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