The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Jealousy: Being a husband means accepting that the wife will raise many dogs.

Ai Ke shook off the hand restraining his shoulder, leaning vigilantly towards Tang Xingye, “Xingye, is he your friend? Looks very fierce.”

“What did you call him?”

Lu Zhi’s voice sank, staring straight at Ai Ke’s hand grabbing Tang Xingye.

Tang Xingye making friends was something Lu Zhi was quite happy to see, but who was this guy? Clinging to Tang Xingye like sticky candy, and even touching him.

Ai Ke couldn’t recognize the masked Lu Zhi, and couldn’t help retorting: “What business is it of yours? You manage so wide?”

Lu Zhi said coldly: “I am his… roommate.”

Lu Zhi had wanted to say “Little Husband,” but Tang Xingye had explicitly stated he didn’t want to go public. He could only stifle this title and the surging sulkiness back into his stomach.

He pronounced “roommate” through gritted teeth, saying it like “husband”; those who didn’t know would think he was being cuckolded.

Ai Ke was provoked into laughing by this tone instead, carrying a bit of provocation: “Are you unable to stand others talking to Xingye, or are you jealous?”

He! Was! Not! Jealous!

Lu Zhi had looked it up: being a Little Husband meant accepting that the wife had many husbands. As the magnanimous main wife, jealousy was absolutely forbidden.

Lu Zhi’s jaw tightened, almost squeezing out the voice: “He has a husband, didn’t you know?”

Ai Ke: “No one asked you. Besides, who doesn’t know Xingye has a husband.”

Lu Zhi was angered into a heart attack. Of course, he wasn’t talking about that nominal Wen Ze.

Tang Xingye frowned slightly, feeling the two quarreling was inexplicable.

Tang Xingye turned his face sideways, looking at Lu Zhi, “You stop talking for a moment.”

He quietly withdrew his arm that had been held by Ai Ke, taking the initiative to step closer to Lu Zhi. Tang Xingye turned to Ai Ke, “This is my dance partner.”

Lu Zhi’s complexion eased considerably.

Tang Xingye paused, his voice slowing down a bit, “Ai Ke, your dance partner might be looking for you. Don’t keep them waiting.”

“Who is he?” As soon as Ai Ke left, Lu Zhi embraced Tang Xingye, glaring viciously at the surroundings, like a male lion guarding his territory and forbidding others to intrude.

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“He called you so intimately, and stood so close to you.”

“However close, not as close as our relationship.” Tang Xingye’s hand rested on his shoulder, pointing out the meaning.

Lu Zhi’s face instantly cleared up after rain; the gloom and hostility condensed into substance dissipated instantly.

Lu Zhi bent down, resting his head on Tang Xingye’s chest. Clearly half a head taller, he had to lower his height, looking up at Tang Xingye.

Tang Xingye’s face, even wearing a mask revealing only a cold jade chin and eyes, was still flawlessly beautiful.

Eyes rippling with waves, looking down at someone, inside seemed filled with the moon in the water. The moon’s reflection swayed, hooking people to reach out.

He knew how popular Tang Xingye was; a moment of inattention and someone would covet him.

Tang Xingye patted his face, signaling that this was still a public place.

“What’s the problem with me hugging my own dance partner?” Lu Zhi backhandedly hugged Tang Xingye’s slender waist, beating hearts sticking tightly together. Sniffing the cold fragrance, confirming it wasn’t tainted by others’ scents, “I am your dog.”

Tang Xingye: “…”

Tang Xingye held back the urge to slap him again, “Lu Zhi, can you have some dignity?”

Laughable. He’s already a dog; what dignity does he need?

Can dignity help lick the wife?

Lu Zhi once couldn’t stand the trend of social Alphas bowing and scraping to Omegas, swearing he wouldn’t be a beast of burden for an Omega.

But Tang Xingye was a Beta.

What’s wrong with being obedient to one’s own wife?

Lu Zhi hugged Tang Xingye tighter, beating hearts sticking tightly together.

“I won’t let go.”

Tang Xingye looked down at Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi was really a dog, a dog in every aspect. His fingertips landed on the handsome face with strong features, carrying a tacitly allowing indulgence.

“You haven’t bitten recently?”

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The frequency of biting the gland was getting lower, but he was keen on licking. Kissing skills improved rapidly; Tang Xingye suspected his study time was all used on this.

“You are concerned about me?”

Lu Zhi raised his eyes, staring scorchingly at Tang Xingye, “Are you starting to like me?”

Tang Xingye: “…Are you daydreaming during the day too? Speaking dream words.”

He pulled up Lu Zhi’s head coldly, denying this question.

Tang Xingye saw more and more empty inhibitor tubes in the dorm trash can, a bit worried about Lu Zhi’s condition. Letting it slide would cause trouble.

Although Lu Zhi often acted like a silly dog, he helped him a lot. Tang Xingye wouldn’t watch him get sick and ignore it.

Not getting a direct answer, the corners of Lu Zhi’s lips couldn’t help tilting up.

“Your wound from last time hasn’t healed yet.” Lu Zhi licked his canine teeth. Tang Xingye’s clotting function was a bit poor, recovering slowly.

On the snow-white skin, the gland flushed red, surrounded by blue-green suction marks and dense tooth prints, looking very erotic and pitiful.

Tang Xingye knew very well he wouldn’t undergo secondary differentiation into an Omega and secrete pheromones.

His gland was special and needed pheromone comfort, but for Lu Zhi, biting the gland shouldn’t be any different from biting other places.

“You change the place to bite.” Tang Xingye didn’t want to speak about this matter, but Lu Zhi had been fussing like a joyous husky recently; he was too lazy to coax.

Lu Zhi wanted to refuse, but the temptation Tang Xingye offered was too great. The words stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken.

That place of Tang Xingye’s was especially pink and tender, like a rose falling in snow, particularly prominent, born specifically for people to hold in their mouths.

Deadly beautiful.

Really want to taste what it’s like.

Lu Zhi’s throat birthed a bit of thirst. He forcibly suppressed it, desire popping up again like driftwood in water.

Finally, he couldn’t resist the temptation and surrendered directly, “Change a place? Then is the nipple okay?”

He felt it wasn’t quite appropriate and added, “I’ll bite lightly, it won’t hurt…”

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Tang Xingye: “…”

Lu Zhi can go love whoever he wants to die for. Words to his lips, still didn’t say them. Lu Zhi’s illness couldn’t be cured; maybe one day he would really die from a pheromone riot.

Tang Xingye pushed Lu Zhi away, face cold, “Go play by yourself.”

…

Lin Mo watched the interaction between the two, dark thoughts climbing up like vines in the bottom of his heart.

Tang Xingye really cared about Lu Zhi. A burst of gloom flashed through Lin Mo’s eyes. He closed his eyes, controlling his expression.

Jealousy, loathing—these emotions were far stronger than curiosity, pity, or sympathy. Tang Xingye was jealous, wanted “revenge”; he would do this sparing no effort.

If there was a button in this world that could freeze a person’s strongest emotion for eternity in an instant, Lin Mo would press it without hesitation at the moment Tang Xingye hated him extremely. Even if Tang Xingye’s mind was full of wanting to kill him, he would endure it gladly.

Being killed was more satisfying than not being cared about.

Tang Xingye lowered his eyes, thinking about the stalker. He hadn’t considered asking Lu Zhi and the others for help, but even Lin Mo was targeted for a car accident…

Lin Mo was too good to him, so good it was a bit excessive. Tang Xingye began to feel uneasy; the guilt suppressed deep down rebounded and surged up again.

“Not going to dance?”

A familiar voice interrupted Tang Xingye’s thoughts. Raising his eyes, he saw Lin Mo.

Despite the momentary rush of emotion, Tang Xingye calmed himself down, looking as usual, throwing out another topic, “How did you recognize me?”

Do these people come with X-ray vision? He didn’t speak, yet every one of them recognized his alias? The mask was useless, same as not wearing it.

Tang Xingye had thought Lin Mo would stay in the study room reading and not attend the ball.

He glanced at Lin Mo’s white mask; too generic.

Baby, I can see you in the crowd at a glance.

Lin Mo answered in his heart.

Tang Xingye’s face was too recognizable. Even revealing a little bit could be identified.

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Black mask, cold jade widow’s peak, pale pink lips, mysterious and charming under the ambiguous lights of the ball.

Fingers caressed the cold, glamorous face with attachment. Lin Mo helped Tang Xingye adjust the slightly crooked mask, fingertips inadvertently brushing past his slightly cool ear.

Tang Xingye’s skin was very tender; a light press would bring up ambiguous pink.

Lin Mo’s gaze fell on the blue-purple marks on the side of the neck, where the scent of cocoa remained. Even knowing this unhappy fact early on, seeing it at that moment still made him feel jealous.

Mint pheromones stirred faintly, Alpha possessiveness at work, wanting to forcefully drench Tang Xingye, covering the traces left by others.

“Have you not decided who to dance with?” Lin Mo’s voice was very soft, as if probing something.

“Waiting for someone.” Tang Xingye answered absently, fingertips toying with the dark red rose on the table, petals trembling between his fingers.

So he had an appointment.

Lin Mo wasn’t surprised. There were many dogs around Tang Xingye; choices were plentiful.

Ji Chen, Lu Zhi, Pei Lian, even Zhou Lin who wasn’t in the dorm, had higher priority than him.

“You came to the ball because of him?” Lin Mo chatted along with the topic. His sight rested on Tang Xingye, calm on the surface, but his mood kept falling.

Tang Xingye gave a vague “Mn,” blurring the answer to this question. Playing with the petals, finding it was a real flower, he stuck the decorative rose back into the crystal vase.

There was no expression on Lin Mo’s face, but a burst of loss surged in his heart. Like self-torture, he wanted to hear the answer.

“Waiting for whom?” Once this sentence was spoken, Lin Mo had a premonition he lost Tang Xingye again.

Wanted to block Tang Xingye’s lips, bite the tip of his tongue, pressing all those words he didn’t want to hear back down.

Baby, what should I do for you to notice me?

Accept me, rely on me, even if just charity.

How about I kill them all—

“Waited and he arrived.”

“?”

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Lin Mo’s dark thoughts came to an abrupt halt. The pupils under the mask contracted slightly, revealing a trace of disbelief…

Waiting for him?

It was the first time Tang Xingye saw such a vivid expression on Lin Mo. He found it very novel, curling the corners of his lips, a bit of a smile surfacing in his eyes.

He took a step forward, raising his wrist, extending his hand towards Lin Mo.

That hand was slender with distinct joints, the knuckles revealing pale pink. Hanging quietly in mid-air, waiting for the person before him to hold it.

Distance closing, Lin Mo could feel the other’s warm breath brushing past his neck seemingly absent-mindedly. His gaze moved down uncontrollably, landing on the opening and closing lips.

That usually cold voice rose slightly at this moment, carrying an indescribable teasing meaning, scratching lightly like a feather.

“Are you willing?”