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Seven o'clock sharp.
Zhang Moyan got up and entered the office, took the files brought back last night, found the proposal for letting Yiyang into the company, and signed his name in the lower left corner.
An YuanWhen I woke up, the bedroom was still dim. When I turned on my phone, it was already nine o'clock.
Although my whole body felt uncomfortable, I felt very refreshed, the kind of unfettered refreshment.
Pulling back the covers, An Yuan realized that he was completely naked.
An Yuan enjoys sleeping naked, a habit known only to An's mother.
Since forming a partnership with Zhang Moyan three years ago, An Yuan has forced himself to change, wearing pajamas every night.
The style of pajamas changes with the seasons, but it's always long sleeves and long pants or short sleeves and shorts, lacking any hint of interest.
Open the curtains, the warm winter sun shines in, driving away the dimness of the room.
"Why didn't you go to the office today?" Breakfast is laid out on the table, and Zhang Moyan is sitting on the sofa reading the morning paper.
"I can't be lazy in secret?" Zhang Moyan laughed and took the newspaper, "Let's have breakfast first."
The usual fresh milk bread and eggs. "I'll make breakfast tomorrow." An Yuan frowned and drank half a cup of milk. Three years ago, he would never touch such things.
"Okay."
"Are you going out?"
Zhang Moyan changed into casual clothes in the bedroom, then handed a set of the same clothes to An Yuan.
"Put it on, we'll go out together later."
Why, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, An Yuan swallowed them again. Weren't they just talking about trying to be together yesterday?
An Yuan took the clothes and went into the bedroom.
"Is it a bit too big?" An Yuan asked, looking at the slightly empty clothes on Lala.
"No, it's not," Lala said, smiling slightly at An Yuan standing somewhat helplessly at the bedroom door.
"Let's go," he said as he took her hand and they walked out side by side.
"Are you really okay not going to the office?" An Yuan asked with concern as they sat in the car.
"The document has already been processed and handed over to Secretary Wang this morning. So, there's no need to worry."
"Oh, I see. It's already been taken care of."
Even though the two have been together for three years, An Yuan is still cautious, which is exactly what Zhang Moyan is most concerned about.
After parking the car in the underground parking lot, the two took the elevator to the second floor.
The second floor is the arcade, and you can hear all kinds of sounds from inside before entering the hall.
Zhang Moyan exchanged a basket of coins at the counter and said, "Let's go."
Zhang Moyan holds An Yuan's hand and leads him inside.
During college, An Yuan also enjoyed going to the arcade, but most of the games there required height and strength, which was a bit of a challenge for a lone omega. So, An Yuan only had a basic understanding of most of the games.
"What do you want to play first?"
An Yuan glanced around and pointed to the nearest race car. "Okay."
Two people each started a game.
An Yuan sat on the simulated car seat, completely focused on the fast-moving screen.
This game is a must-play for An Yuan. Although it's been a few years since he last played and he's a bit rusty, the ingrained habits still allow him to perform very well.
Zhang Moyan sits quite casually, showing no signs of tension. An Yuan glances at his lane and feels a bit dissatisfied.
An Yuan stepped on the accelerator, increasing the speed by twenty percent. Perhaps too focused, An Yuan felt a little dizzy.
In a moment of distraction, the car veered off the track, and the game announced a failure.
The car seat moved. A pair of large hands reached back and held An Yuan's hand. "I'll help you."
An Yuan turned around and saw that Zhang Moyan had given up his own race car.
A new round of the game begins. With Zhang Moyan joining, An Yuan feels relaxed, looking at the screen, thoughts start to wander.
The seat itself is designed for one person, so even if An Yuan is relatively thin, it's a bit crowded for two people to sit together.
"What are you thinking?" Zhang Moyan leaned in close to An Yuan and whispered gently in his ear, carrying a strong alpha pheromone scent.
An Yuan immediately stood up like a startled rabbit, looked around, and happened to see two betas next to them sneaking a laugh, blushing instantly.
At this point, the game ended, "An Yuan hurriedly got off the car seat, saying, "Let's go play something else."
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