The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Video: …Are You Satisfied?

Tang Xingye managed to return Lin Mo’s shirt without incident. He observed the other’s reaction and waited quietly for two days. Lin Mo acted as if nothing had happened and seemed unaffected, which made Tang Xingye feel a bit defeated.

He soon threw the matter to the back of his mind and started a video meeting to discuss the project with his group members.

Every time they had an offline meeting, the Alphas in the group would excitedly release very strong pheromones, and people from other project groups would peek through the window. The messy mix of pheromones made Tang Xingye dizzy, so he only participated in online meetings for project discussions.

There were only a dozen or so members in the project group, but the number of people in the conference room far exceeded that. People kept applying to join the meeting, and the bullet screen scrolled madly with content unrelated to the project.

Tang Xingye didn’t notice this strange phenomenon. He only prepared his paper notes, playing with his pen absent-mindedly.

He didn’t show his face; the video meeting frame only showed below his lips.

Pale pink lips were like rain-washed early cherries, thin and soft, yet imbued with a humid vibrancy.

They looked very kissable, and very lickable.

[I’m stupid, as soon as I came in I could kiss Wifey’s mouth.]

[I didn’t enter the wrong place, right? This isn’t Po18 (erotica site)… so hot… Wifey what did you add for me…]

[Wait, does everyone in this project group eat this good? Boohoo, I want to apply to switch groups.]

[Me too! Wifey hold my ‘ji’, no, I mean hold my pen!]

When the time came, Tang Xingye started his report on time.

Soft lips opened and closed, the lip bead stained with a thin layer of water sheen.

His clear voice was like jade beads falling onto a porcelain plate, crisp and carrying a coolness. He spoke unhurriedly, the ending tones always lifting lightly, like a feather brushing across the eardrum.

[Mom, he’s seducing me.]

[Hehe, Wifey’s mouth, the water flowing out must be sweet and fragrant too.]

[Baby, why aren’t you cursing people? Hurry up and call me a dummy.]

At a critical point in the report, Tang Xingye habitually pressed the end of the pen against his lower lip, pausing. The metal luster pressing against the lip flesh, turning it a thin red, made the bullet screen go crazy:

[Wifey, don’t bite the pen, the pen is so dirty. I’ll change it for something else for you to bite.]

[Baby’s mouth is so suitable for holding a thermometer. Of course, other cylindrical objects would be great too.]

Tang Xingye frowned slightly, curling his fingers to tap the table. “Please do not discuss topics unrelated to the project.”

[Okay, Wifey.]

[Wifey, ah no, Teacher, if I can’t help but zone out, can you slap me twice? No, I mean, can you punish me and make me wake up?]

Tang Xingye: “…”

He pressed the phone camera down so the words on the notes were displayed more clearly on the screen. His fingertips tapped on the content he just spoke about, repeating it once, and continued the report.

Cold white, slender fingers twisting the pen, pressing against the paper surface. The fingertips were tinged with pale pink, fingernails trimmed round and neat. There was a small red mole on the inside of his knuckle, like cinnabar fallen on snow.

These hands were beautiful, very suitable for being bound by red silk ribbons, struggling, curling up in forbearance.

Someone screenshotted this scene and reposted it to their Moments. The image immediately received a massive amount of likes and comments.

Pei Lian stared at the hands, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly. He wanted to drink water again.

[Teacher, Teacher, I didn’t understand.]

Tang Xingye was too lazy to correct their strange form of address. “Which part didn’t I explain clearly?”

[Everything.]

Tang Xingye, who had already explained it three times: “…”

Go home, child, you aren’t suited for studying.

[Teacher, there’s still so much I don’t understand. Can you tutor me privately? If I don’t understand, you slap me, and I’ll remember.]

[Teacher, teach me again, I’ll do anything.]

Tang Xingye said coldly, “I’ve finished my report. If anything wasn’t clear, I’ll organize it and send it to the group later.”

He thought for a moment and added a suggestion, “Or how about this: in the future, I’ll write the report, discuss it with Pei Lian, and let him relay it.”

This proposal was like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan. The bullet screen scrolled frantically:

[Don’t want a dirty, smelly Alpha! I just want fragrant, soft Wifey to talk to me!]

[Is Wifey disliking us for being too stupid? Boohoo!]

[I promise to listen carefully, please don’t change the person!]

Pei Lian, sitting in front of his computer screen on the other side, seeing the comments despising him to death: “…”

Heh.

Tang Xingye: “Next time I report, please listen carefully.”

Hearing there would be a next time, the bullet screen immediately obediently swiped a wave of “Okay.”

Tang Xingye nodded, exited the conference room, and ended the report.

He suddenly felt like he had forgotten something. He realized that because he had been busy with the project report for the past two days, he had turned on Do Not Disturb directly.

During this time, relying on the innocent Omega persona and persistently messaging Lu Zhi, the other party had gone from ignoring him to almost replying instantly.

Tang Xingye was quite gratified; his great undertaking of exposing Lu Zhi’s ugly face was about to succeed. He couldn’t fall short at the critical moment, so he hurriedly thought about sending a message to Lu Zhi.

Just as he opened the app, Lu Zhi’s message popped up.

L: [Just finished class? Have you eaten?]

The familiar question made Tang Xingye frown. He coldly typed “No” and sent it.

Thinking it didn’t quite fit “Candy Heart’s” persona, he added two more sentences to make up for it:

Candy Heart: [Woo woo Gege, classes were too full today, haven’t eaten yet, forgot to reply to your message.]

Candy Heart: [Not replying for so long, are you angry Gege?]

L: [You didn’t reply for two days, thought something happened to you.]

L: [It’s fine as long as nothing happened. Go eat quickly, don’t faint from hunger.]

Candy Heart: [I ate instant noodles. My health isn’t that bad.]

Candy Heart: [Hehe, if Gege was my roommate, you’d definitely take good care of me and remind me to eat on time.]

L: [Which city are you in?]

This question made Tang Xingye’s heart skip a beat. Asking this… does Lu Zhi want to meet up offline?

He sneered immediately. He knew Lu Zhi was a lecher, wanting to meet an Omega so soon.

Candy Heart: [A City.]

After sending this message, Tang Xingye’s finger hovered over the screen, his brain spinning fast. He needed to make up a school that was far enough away, preferably one that took three or four hours round trip, so it would be reasonable to make excuses not to meet later.

A City Arts Academy? No, too close to their school. A City Foreign Language Institute? Seems to be in the University Town area too…

Just as he was hesitating, the other party’s message suddenly popped up, interrupting his thoughts.

L: [Give me the address.]

The simple four words made Tang Xingye’s finger tremble. Isn’t this too direct?

Sure enough, the scumbag nature is exposed, trying to get the Omega’s address so quickly.

He curled his lip. Just as he was preparing to randomly make up a school address in the distant suburbs, Lu Zhi sent two more messages.

L: [Don’t misunderstand. You said the skirts at home were all ruined by water. I’m buying you new ones, same-city express delivery.]

L: [Don’t send where you live. Leave an address convenient for you to pick up deliveries, like a station near your school. We aren’t very familiar yet, you don’t need to give me your detailed address. If anyone asks you, don’t give it randomly.]

Tang Xingye: …?

He had indeed casually made up an excuse that “a water pipe burst at home and flooded the closet” to explain why he couldn’t send photos wearing skirts. But he didn’t expect Lu Zhi to not only remember it but also want to buy him new skirts? And Lu Zhi was teaching him how to protect his privacy?

Candy Heart: [Oh my, how can I let Gege spend money? And I’m not that stupid. If someone asks, I definitely won’t give them my detailed address, I’d only say which building I’m in.]

L: [Don’t give the building either. What if someone camps you? It’s very dangerous for you as an Omega.]

Tang Xingye frowned. Is this still the Lu Zhi he knows?

But what danger could he have at school? Surely there wouldn’t be a perverted stalker harassing him. Besides, he’s a Beta, what skirt would he wear?

Candy Heart: [Understood, Gege. You really don’t need to send skirts, I’ll buy new ones myself.]

L: [Then what fruits do you like to eat?]

Asking his preferences? Is Lu Zhi entering romance mode?

Tang Xingye thought for a moment. The fruits he had eaten weren’t many; he had eaten common ones like apples and pears.

But those fruits sitting in the refrigerated cabinets of boutique supermarkets with expensive price tags—he always just glanced at them from afar and walked away quickly. The only experience that could be called luxury was the durian pizza Zhou Lin treated him to last time. It tasted pretty good, so durian should be delicious too.

L: [Never mind, this isn’t something to ask.]

Tang Xingye: ?

He didn’t know yet that the consequence of not answering this question in time was receiving notifications for over a dozen boxes of fruit deliveries the next day—Philippine mangoes, Japanese Shine Muscat grapes, Thai mangosteens, and of course, including Golden Pillow durians.

Candy Heart: [Gege, what have you been busy with lately?]

L: [Working out.]

Candy Heart: [Eh, does Gege have abs?]

The other party was silent for a while. “The other party is typing…” appeared repeatedly at the top of the chat box, seemingly deliberating on the wording.

L: […You want to see?]

Candy Heart: [Little cat covering face.jpg]

L: [Do you want to?]

Candy Heart: [Want!]

The ringtone rang, and Tang Xingye’s hand shook, almost dropping the phone—

A video call request suddenly popped up on the chat interface.

Tang Xingye immediately pressed reject.

Candy Heart: [Gege, I’m back in the dorm now, it’s not convenient to answer.]

L: [Voice message?]

Candy Heart: [Little cat crying.jpg]

L: [Oh.]

Candy Heart: [Gege is angry?]

L: [No.]

Candy Heart: [Gege, you can send me a photo.]

Tang Xingye hugged his water bottle and drank, twitching the corner of his mouth, wondering how long Lu Zhi could pretend to be gentle.

A few seconds later, the other party sent a photo.

The shooting angle was very low, only up to below the pectoral muscles, but it was enough to see the physique was excellent. The ab lines were distinct as if carved by a knife. Water droplets slid down the gullies of the muscles, and the V-line disappeared deeply into the waistband of the pants, vanishing at the edge of the sweatpants.

Tang Xingye’s gaze uncontrollably moved down with the water droplets—

“Cough, cough cough!”

He choked violently on the water, his cheeks burning hot. That startling bulge on the screen lingered in his mind; the shape outlined by the sports fabric was simply shocking to the eyes.

???? Is this a size a human can grow?

He stared blankly for a few seconds, then slammed the table.

“Hiss—”

The burning pain in his palm instantly woke him up. He hurriedly blew air onto his red palm.

Woo, dammit, it’s fine if his Adam’s apple can’t compare to Lin Mo’s, but why can’t he compare in this aspect either!

Is this an Alpha born with a silver spoon? Too terrifying!

L: […Are you satisfied?]

These words carried a hint of caution.

Satisfied my ass?!

Tang Xingye gritted his teeth looking at Lu Zhi’s photo on the screen, his fingertip poking viciously at that bulging arc, as if that would make it shrink.

Pervert!

Good baby, don’t poke.

Lu Zhi (Humble): Not satisfied with the abs?