Your pheromones are not right abo

At Yan Nuo's house in the afternoon, it was his assistant Gu Chengan who called Qin Zhijian.

Gu Cheng'an is a student of Qin Zhijian University. He is not only serious and responsible in his work, but also has strong professional ability.

After graduation, Qin Zhijian directly recruited Gu Chengan into the company as an assistant. When he was away, as long as Gu Chengan was there to help him check, he would be very relieved.

The call in the afternoon was because there was a document waiting for Qin Zhijian to make a decision today.

Qin Zhijian hung up the phone, worked on the mobile phone, and told Gu Chengan the instructions on the spot.

Gu Chengan didn't look for him again, which meant that there was nothing important to do today.

But Qin Zhijian is a standard workaholic, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't work for a day.He logged into the company mailbox to check for unprocessed emails.

Then he saw two documents that he needed to deal with, but he was not in a hurry, and he needed them only the day after tomorrow.

Maybe a new job will pop up the day after tomorrow. Qin Zhijian likes the feeling of being in control of everything.

This busy, more than an hour has passed.

Qin Zhijian forwarded the processed documents to Gu Chengan.

Gu Chengan replied immediately: Received, I will give you feedback later.

With this efficiency, Qin Zhijian raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.

Qin Zhijian: Don't worry, give it to me before get off work at noon tomorrow.

Gu Chengan: OK.

People in the company say that he is a workaholic, which is absolutely true.

He has always been strict with himself and others, but the scope of strictness is to complete his job on time and as required.

For someone like Gu Chengan who took the initiative to work overtime to complete the task, Qin Zhijian was in a happy mood, but at the same time felt that there was no need for work to occupy his personal time.

As for himself, it's another matter.

There is enough time reserved before the deadline, and with Gu Chengan's ability, there is no need to rush so much.

But those who deliberately procrastinate and fail to complete the basic KPI can only be sorry, the company does not support idlers.

After closing the laptop, Qin Zhijian couldn't help thinking of his illness.

During this period of illness, pheromone reverse alienation disorder syndrome often plagued him, not only brought him a lot of trouble at work, but also in daily life.

Just like yesterday, he unexpectedly tagged a strange omega.

Although it was a blessing in disguise, but now that I think about it, I can't help being afraid.

If the other party is not a good person, if his illness is exposed, if he accidentally falls ill in public... I don't know how the company's stock price will fall.

As a workaholic who always puts work first, Qin Zhijian absolutely cannot allow similar incidents to happen again.

Now that the "drug" has been found, a highly effective treatment plan must be worked out.

Qin Zhijian, who is highly self-disciplined, reopened his notebook, opened word, and typed in the words "huge treatment plan".

He typed the manuscript in his heart for a while, and knocked it cracklingly.

After the first draft was completed, Qin Zhijian revised it again, and felt that there was almost no problem, so she printed it out for Yan Nuo to review.

If the promise is okay, follow the plan.

In Qin Zhijian's view, everything should be taken care of clearly so that it can be completed quickly and efficiently during execution.

He enjoys making plans, and enjoys the joy when the plan is completed on time or ahead of schedule.

Some people don't like his demeanor and feel that he is too restrictive.

Qin Zhijian didn't take it seriously, what he framed was the frame, not the content.He encourages innovation, but innovation cannot ignore efficiency.

Only when the input and output reach a certain ratio can he benefit. He is a businessman and cannot blindly chase the end.

Satisfied, Qin Zhijian picked up the plan and walked out.

Just after leaving the study door, Qin Zhijian smelled a strange smell.

The smell intensified as he approached the stairs.

The pungent taste penetrated into the nose, poured into the lungs, and walked through the body domineeringly with lightning speed, burning people's internal organs with pain.

Qin Zhijian's face flushed red, and she was so coughing that she couldn't speak.

Yan Nuo, who was stirring, heard the earth-shattering cough, turned her head hastily, and asked in a high voice, "Are you okay?"

Qin Zhijian couldn't open his mouth at all, he covered his mouth and nose, as if he had experienced a tear gas bomb.

He retreated again and again, and even the second floor was not spared.

Fortunately, it is less exciting than the first floor.

After a long time, Qin Zhijian managed to calm down. He wiped away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes. Depressed and afraid of the irritating smell, he hid at the end of the stairs, showing his head, and asked with a frown, "Are you in my house?" What kind of biological weapon?"

Yan Nuo looked confused, turned off the fire, put his hands on the bar opposite the cooking counter, leaned his upper body out of the open kitchen: "I'm cooking, I don't have biochemical weapons."

Qin Zhijian rubbed his nose: "How much pepper did you put? Didn't you know that capsaicin is one of the main ingredients of tear gas?"

I really don't know this promise.

Whether one can eat spicy food is related to one's physique and taste. Yan Nuo saw that Qin Zhijian's eyes were red and his voice was split because of coughing. Qin Zhijian probably couldn't bear it.

However, Qin Zhijian's kitchen is open, and with so many peppers, the effect of the range hood is directly halved.

Yan Nuo was filled with guilt, and apologized hastily: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't stand the smell, I'll let the smell go now, you go back to your room first, and I'll call you when it's done."

Just do it.

Qin Zhijian nodded hurriedly, covered her nose and ran away.

The spicy chicken in the pot was ready, Yan Nuo hurriedly took out the dishes and put them aside.

He didn't dare to turn off the range hood, so he ran around the first floor, opened all the windows, and ran to the second floor.

Only the door of the study room on the second floor is closed.

Qin Zhijian was inside.

Yan Nuo opened all the doors and windows of the three bedrooms in turn before running back to the first floor.

Thanks to the weather, the wind outside the house is very strong, and the spicy smell in the room should disappear soon.

Five minutes later, like a puppy, Yan Nuo turned and sniffed around the room with his head up.

It seems that the taste is still a bit heavy.

How to do it?

Yan Nuo thought for a moment, then ran upstairs.

After a while, he took a hair dryer and a power strip, and ran an S-shaped blower around the room.

In terms of the wind power of the hair dryer, the effect can be imagined.

Yan Nuo had no choice but to give up, picked up the financial magazine on the coffee table, and fanned it everywhere.

I don't know whether it's the combination of these trivial little methods of his that resulted in a qualitative change, or the time came, and the wind blew the living room clean. In short, it seems to be tasteless.

Yan Nuo sniffed around like a puppy again, still worried, always afraid that because he loves spicy food, he didn't smell those peppers that were so delicious to him, and to Qin Zhijian, the effect could be called a biochemical weapon .

It's cold in spring and the weather is cold. If you don't live for a while, you will get sick.

Qin Zhijian is now a patient.

Yan Nuo thought for a while, and suddenly came up with a good solution.

He closed all the windows on the first and second floors, then tore off the odor-suppressing sticker on the back of his neck, took a deep breath, and exhaled again, like a fish in water desperately spitting bubbles, he desperately released himself of pheromones.

He clenched his fists in both hands, held his breath, exerted all his strength, and soon became dizzy from exhaustion.

No more, the release is too much, he needs to slow down.

Yan Nuo poured half warm water to drink, and looked around on the cooking table.

The three dishes he cooked were all spicy. I don't know how spicy Qin Zhijian eats.

I'm afraid he can't eat spicy food at all.

His eyes fell on the marinated teriyaki chicken drumsticks, Yan Nuo secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, there were two extra chicken legs.

He continued to cook while releasing pheromones in a normal state.

When the two non-spicy dishes came out, the whole villa was filled with the sweet smell of chocolate.

Yan Nuo's hanging heart finally swallowed his stomach. He ran back to the second floor and knocked on the door of the study: "Mr. Qin, the smell is gone. Come out and eat." Qin Zhijian cautiously opened the door halfway.

In such a large space, only [-] minutes have passed, has the spicy smell dissipated completely?

Unexpectedly, before he stepped out the door, the sweet smell of chocolate lingered in his nostrils.

He opened the door completely, and the Omega, which was dozens of times sweeter than chocolate, stood in front of him, looking at him with a smiling face.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Yan Nuo's forehead, a few bangs stuck to his forehead, and his face was flushed abnormally, which was caused by busy work.

Qin Zhijian looked away slightly, Oemga's gland was exposed to the air, and there was a clear bite mark on it.

The marks are deep.

It's his tooth marks.

Qin Zhijian suddenly remembered the feeling of biting down.

Soft, smooth, sweet...

An indescribable feeling rose in his heart, like satisfaction, like happiness, like distressed, and some unexplainable emotions.

The physical and psychological discomfort caused by the pepper is swept away by this feeling.

It felt amazing.

Qin Zhijian had never experienced it before.

Is this what a high pheromone match feels like?

Yan Nuo, who had been paying attention to his expression, raised his chin slightly, and asked with a smile, "Is it tasteless?"

Qin Zhijian let out a "hmm".

Sweat slipped from Yan Nuo's forehead, drew an arc on the crystal clear cheeks, and fell to the ground along the pointed chin.

"Tick-tock-"

The senses are infinitely magnified, and Qin Zhijian is not sure whether the sound of water droplets he heard is real.

He couldn't help shaking his head.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had pulled out a few tissues from the desk at some point, and was handing them to Yan Nuo: "Wipe your sweat."

Yan Nuo smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Like a kitten washing his face, he wiped his face carelessly, missing many places.

After Qin Zhijian told him, she only wiped half of it again.

How can I wipe my face and lose everything.

Qin Zhijian's obsessive-compulsive disorder was onset, and his heart was itching with anxiety, so he simply took out a few more pieces of paper and said to Yan Nuo, "Look up, don't move."

Yan Nuo raised his head blankly: "Huh?"

Qin Zhijian wiped his forehead gently, her voice was emotionless: "You are so grown up, you can't even wipe off your sweat."

The man's stern face was suddenly close at hand, his eyes were focused, and he wiped it bit by bit with gentle movements, as if he was a treasure in an antique shop.

Yan Nuo's mind went blank, his heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously thought of three words——

I can!

Realizing that he was actually infected by Yang Wanxing, Yan Nuo's face turned red again.

calm!You are just a drug without emotion, don't be like Yang Wanxing who is always infatuated with handsome men!

Yan Nuo looked around embarrassedly, for fear of confronting Qin Zhijian.

"It's too, too hot. I've been sweating. I'll wipe it off." Yan Nuo made an excuse. He just had a problem with chili peppers. He was afraid that Qin Zhijian would misunderstand that he couldn't even wipe off sweat. .

Qin Zhijian didn't pierce his small thoughts, and after a while: "It's wiped clean."