Tonight I Become My Male God’s Kitten—Lick Him! chapter 68

Chapter 68: Playing Hard to Get

“What bad things?” Mu Feng looked up, moving a bit closer to him.

Their breaths intertwined.

Liang Yuhang’s fingers slid down from the tear mole to the back of his neck. He didn’t answer, only saying, “Go to sleep by yourself. I still have things to do in my office.”

They were so close that he only needed to lower his head slightly to kiss him.

He had only smelled Mu Feng’s pheromones once and had almost forgotten them. The boy always wore his bracelet, never letting a single drop leak out, which made him a bit irritable.

“Are you still not resting after two surgeries?” Mu Feng knit his brows.

“Mhm, very busy.” Liang Yuhang suppressed the impulse and took a step back. “Go on.”

He exited the room and returned to his office, opening the link to 0717. “How are things on your end today? How’s the cat?”

“All work has been completed as required, and the cat has been fed.” 0717 was extremely dissatisfied. “It’s one in the morning. Be a decent human being, Boss. Robots shouldn’t be worked like this either.”

Liang Yuhang paused before asking a rather abrupt question. “0717, how much longer can I live?”

“You’ve already asked that many times,” 0717 said. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know.”

Because it involved a surgery that was the first of its kind to succeed, no one knew how long he could live.

“0717, how much longer can I live?”

“I don’t know.” 0717 said, “But I think you can probably live to be a hundred.”

So, should a person who doesn’t know when their life will end even allow themselves to feel emotion?

Liang Zhaoqing had said long ago that a mechanical heart was unworthy of long-lasting love.

He was only fit to wait quietly for death in a desolate and long stretch of time.

“Where’s Mu Feng? At this hour, shouldn’t you two be lying under the covers together?” 0717 was very gossipy. “There must be major progress this time. My daily question: Have you hugged? Have you kissed? Have you done it?”

Liang Yuhang decisively cut the communication.

His phone vibrated; Mu Feng had sent him a message.

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M: Do you need any help with anything, Professor Liang?

M: I’m worried you’re overworking yourself.

Liang Yuhang felt that hardened heart soften a bit. So obedient.

But before he decided how to handle his relationship with Mu Feng, he still needed to keep a clear boundary.

So he replied: You go to sleep first. Don’t wait.

After Mu Feng received the message, he looked at it over and over, feeling that Liang Yuhang had been a bit strange these past two days.

Hot and cold, completely different from his previous state of keeping everyone at a distance.

He didn’t know who to turn to, so he scanned his contact list and found his online friend, Xie Xingchen.

M: Can I ask you a question?

M: A reply within seconds at 1 AM? Are you losing sleep thinking about someone again?

xxc: Just say what you have to say.

M: It’s like this… the person I like, sometimes he wants to sleep together and sometimes he doesn’t. What does that mean?

xxc: You’re already engaged and you’re still asking this?

M: …………Do you know who I’m talking about?

xxc: Colonel Liang, who else could it be?

Mu Feng raised a hand to cover his face. Is it that obvious? But why did no one around him notice?

As expected of someone also dealing with an unrequited crush; he could spot the target at a glance.

M: Don’t you dare talk nonsense!!!

xxc: My lips are sealed. But what are you troubled about? You’re already engaged, yet you’re still agonizing over it.

M: A fake engagement, a plastic marriage, do you understand? It’s not real.

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xxc: That makes me feel a lot better.

M: Forget it, asking you is useless. If you had a solution, you wouldn’t be here in the middle of the night suffering from lovesick depression.

Both of them stabbed each other once; they were even.

Mu Feng threw his phone aside and pulled the covers over his head. After eighteen hours of flight plus ten hours of high-intensity work, he was exhausted and fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

Unfortunately, even his dreams weren’t peaceful.

In the past, he would weave many dreams about Liang Yuhang before sleep. The setting might be the school, the beach, or various colorful “plays.” Mu Feng was used to it.

“Daddy…” He called out the other’s name boldly and recklessly.

When Liang Yuhang pushed the door open and entered, he heard those sleep-talkings.

The quilt had been kicked aside by the boy, who was lying with his face buried in the pillow, his cheeks flushed red.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think an Omega had gone into heat.

Liang Yuhang covered him with the quilt and heard Mu Feng clearly call out again, “Daddy.”

He reached out, his palm covering the boy’s lips. “You aren’t allowed to call me that.”

Mu Feng frowned slightly and mumbled incoherently, “Daddy, so fierce.”

Fierce? He was being treated as someone else again.

Liang Yuhang recalled his conversation with Lu Zhuo earlier that day—treat that person as if he were dead. Now it seemed that person wouldn’t die; he was alive and well in Mu Feng’s dreams.

He lowered his eyes, his palm pressing down as he said in a low voice, “Mu Feng, don’t make a sound.”

The boy was clearly displeased, turning his head to try and struggle out of the restraint.

At this moment, Liang Yuhang sensed a very strong wave of displeasure.

Just what kind of person was it that Mu Feng was still so obsessed with after so long?

Liang Yuhang leaned down, his gaze landing on Mu Feng’s trembling eyelashes. “What are you dreaming about?”

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“Dreaming about… being with Daddy…” Mu Feng answered vaguely.

With such an innocent face, how could he be dreaming of such things?

Liang Yuhang didn’t want to hear anything more explicit, so he used his palm to forcefully stifle the boy’s voice. “You aren’t allowed to dream about him.”

But how can dreams be controlled? If Mu Feng was obedient and well-behaved during the day, he was incredibly bold and reckless in his dreams.

“The hanging chair… is swaying so much,” Mu Feng murmured to himself.

Liang Yuhang’s temples throbbed. He shouldn’t have come in. This wasn’t the first time such a thing had happened; he should have expected it.

And within his palm, a warm, moist sensation licked him lightly. It felt very familiar, much like how Mumu usually acted.

But the sensory experience was completely different. Even without pheromones to entice him, Liang Yuhang felt a restless heat.

Mu Feng, however, was completely oblivious and continued his “seduction.”

Liang Yuhang endured it for a while before standing up, withdrawing his hand, and leaving again.

Mu Feng slept groggily until morning. When he woke up, he realized Liang Yuhang hadn’t returned all night.

He got dressed and went to the dining hall. Everyone else was there except for Liang Yuhang.

“Where’s Professor Liang?” Mu Feng sat down and asked Lu Zhuo while drinking soy milk.

“You’re asking me? Isn’t he supposed to be sleeping with you?” Lu Zhuo found it amusing.

Jiang Yu’an corrected him, “It’s a twin room; they’re definitely sleeping separately, right?”

Mu Feng shook his head. “No, he didn’t return to the room at all.”

“He has such boundaries.” Jiang Yu’an nodded. “Then my impression of him has improved slightly. By about 0.000001.”

Mu Feng didn’t have time to banter with him; he was a bit worried. “He performed two surgeries yesterday and didn’t sleep all night. Could he have dropped dead?”

“Not likely. Even if military doctors don’t train every day, he’s still a Colonel. He’s not that fragile.” Lu Zhuo said, “He might have been called to a meeting early. Did you call him?”

Mu Feng made a face. “I called before leaving, but he didn’t answer.”

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“Playing disappearing act?” Lu Zhuo smiled. “Is this some new tactic of playing hard to get?”

Mu Feng caught a snippet. “What playing hard to get?”

“Nothing. He might be busy. He’ll look for you later when he sees it.” Lu Zhuo offered comfort.

Mu Feng just felt that something was very wrong.

He finished his meal in a hurry and ran to Liang Yuhang’s office. No one was there, but he ran into the military doctor who was on duty last night.

“Oh, your husband’s susceptibility period came early. Did you not provide any comfort?” The doctor said, “He went to a meeting after getting a shot of suppressants, but it wasn’t very effective. His body is a bit troublesome; he’s immune to reagents. It’s too hard to endure.”

“Susceptibility period?” Mu Feng was confused. Wasn’t he fine last night?

He followed the other up the stairs. “Where is the meeting? I’ll go find him.”

The doctor gave him a room number and left. Mu Feng stood outside the door for a while and contacted 0717. “Is Professor Liang in his susceptibility period while on a business trip?”

“Susceptibility period? Not yet.” 0717 checked last month’s records. “Logically, it shouldn’t be for a while. Did you stimulate him?”

Mu Feng recalled last night. “I didn’t do a thing. I was too tired and fell asleep instantly.”

Even if there was stimulation, it was in his dream. What did that have to do with Liang Yuhang? He couldn’t have developed some kind of empathetic disorder.

0717 chuckled. “I’ll tell you a secret. Although the Boss looks pure-hearted and devoid of desires, he’s actually very easily provoked. His hormones get out of balance very easily. He’s essentially a ‘beastly’ body with a ‘Buddha’ heart.”

Mu Feng: “………I really didn’t this time.”

As they were talking, the meeting room door opened. Liang Yuhang led the way, followed by a large group of doctors.

He was wearing his uniform with an impeccably straight tie and perfectly aligned buttons, showing no flaws. However, he was wearing a black bite guard on his face, which made him look both sexy and abstinent.

This was the first time Mu Feng had seen Liang Yuhang like this. The more he exercised self-restraint, the more the sexual tension peaked.

Liang Yuhang glanced at him and told the people next to him, “Follow this treatment plan and continue observation.”

“I heard your susceptibility period came early. Is it serious?” Mu Feng looked at his fully armed appearance, reaching out to touch him. The breath under the cold metal was hot.

Liang Yuhang swept a glance at the culprit, his tone flat. “What, does this Omega want to help?”

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