Part 4
Unable to stand it, Tang Xingye tried to push him away, but the other kept kissing. Tang Xingye grabbed Zhou Lin’s hair, glaring at him. That tear-streaked face revealed a nearly gorgeous sneer. “Did you not eat? If you’re not doing it, get lost.”
Looking at the inexperienced Beta, the Alpha smiled, suddenly gripping the slender waist. “Okay.”
Zhou Lin touched the gland on Tang Xingye’s neck—pink, small leaf-shaped. The light illuminated that patch of skin to near transparency, revealing the pale blue blood vessels underneath.
“You look really good like this.”
Zhou Lin’s voice carried a smile, low like a cello, but he bit into that piece of soft flesh.
Accompanied by the injection of Alpha pheromones, Tang Xingye’s body suddenly tensed like a fully drawn bow.
Something was about to break through the soil; some things he wanted to forget existed there.
He let out a scream, fingernails digging deeply into Zhou Lin’s shoulder.
Many fragmented images flashed rapidly through his mind.
The Alpha across the street, smiling and waving at him. Smelling the strong scent of mint, alarm bells ringing constantly in his brain.
The next second, noisy horns, vast patches of red, broken glass, the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Everything happened too absurdly and hastily.
Tang Xingye thought he had walked out, but it turned out it was still there.
Tang Xingye’s chest heated up constantly, eyeballs hot and swollen, urgently needing an outlet to vent. Then his shell was broken open, revealing the purest white inside.
When he woke up, he had a splitting headache.
Tang Xingye stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for three seconds before realizing he was lying in someone else’s master bedroom. Sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Not a familiar environment. He threw off the quilt and got out of bed reflexively.
Hand supporting on the bed, his sore and soft body made him kneel on the floor. Fortunately, the floor was covered with a soft carpet, so his knees didn’t suffer.
Thinking of last night’s absurdities… forget it, don’t think about it. Tang Xingye was afraid he would vomit. It felt good, but the aftermath was truly torture.
Tang Xingye’s expression instantly became extremely ugly. Sticky fluid was flowing out, nose lingering with a cool medicinal smell.
No need to guess, Tang Xingye knew what that was. Irritation rose in his heart; everything around him became an eyesore.
He considered whether to call the police, but thinking of being questioned about the cause, Tang Xingye felt stomach cramps.
And the potion was handled by him at the senior sister’s request. What if she got implicated and punished?
He was exceptionally allergic to pheromones; this matter couldn’t be known by others either. There were so many people who hated him. If those people really knew his weakness, Tang Xingye felt his peaceful days would disappear completely.
Tang Xingye thought a lot and decided to treat it as being bitten by a dog, preparing to return to school first.
It took a while to recover before he struggled up. Every step felt like stepping on cotton.
A lush money tree stood in the corner of the living room, leaves shiny to the point of being blinding. Tang Xingye walked toward the water dispenser like a little robot and filled a pot with boiling water.
Boiling water poured down; the leaves instantly wilted a bit.
Tang Xingye watched expressionlessly, the knot in his heart dissipating slightly.
“Woke up? Just in time.” The culprit stood at the door, holding seafood porridge, steaming hot.
Zhou Lin pushed the door open. His clear eyes were dyed with anger upon seeing him.
Tang Xingye sneered: “You are sick.”
As the words left his mouth, Tang Xingye realized belatedly that his voice was pitifully hoarse.
“Mn, drink some water.” Zhou Lin watched the beautiful Beta. After being ‘irrigated’, the fragile wife-like feeling was stronger. Bright red lips opening and closing, cursing people seemed like a reward.
Very sweet, he had tasted it.
Both mouths.
He really felt Tang Xingye’s vocabulary for cursing should be richer. Otherwise, scolding back and forth with just those few words made him appear even more pitiful.
Crying, making one want to bully him even more.
Zhou Lin put the porridge on the table, got up to pour him a glass of water, and said with a rather worried tone: “If you curse more, you won’t be able to speak.”
Tang Xingye’s brows furrowed slightly, looking at Zhou Lin with an incredulous gaze. Is this person bitchy enough to panic?
He moved his lips, wanting to scold Zhou Lin again, but his throat was dry as soon as he opened his mouth, so he couldn’t be bothered.
Water moistened his throat, and Tang Xingye felt a bit more comfortable.
A little water stain stuck to the corner of his lip, glistening. He wasn’t in a hurry to wipe it off; instead, he extended the tip of his tongue, gently licking the corner of his lip, rolling that residual water into his mouth.
Like a kitten.
Bad cat drinking water, cat ears twitching.
Tang Xingye put down the water glass, looked up at Zhou Lin, expression cold. “Last night proved you aren’t impotent? Satisfied now?”
“Hm?” Zhou Lin’s gaze landed on the bite mark faintly revealed on Tang Xingye’s neck, like a red plum blossoming in snow, setting off the fair skin to appear even more erotic. “Couldn’t it be because I like you and want to be friends with you?”
Like? Lying with eyes open. Liked him into bed, right?
Tang Xingye widened his eyes, laughing from anger.
Zhou Lin is not only sick but also a pervert, even more vicious than him. To retaliate and disgust him, he would go to such unscrupulous lengths.
He knew no one in the dorm was a good thing.
Zhou Lin ignored Tang Xingye’s obviously disbelieving expression. He pushed the porridge in front of Tang Xingye, coaxing a temperamental wife, saying gently, “Eat some. You didn’t eat much last night.”
Tang Xingye: “…”
Simply getting goosebumps all over. He felt humiliated by Zhou Lin again.
With a cold face, he raised his glazed eyes to stare at him.
Lips curved slightly, cursing with the gentlest tone, “You pervert. Isn’t it uncomfortable to fake smile every day? When you smile at me, I’m disgusted enough to vomit.”
Zhou Lin’s smile froze imperceptibly for an instant, then continued.
Fake? The perfect mask embedded on his face for so many years was always easily seen through by this Beta. Even though his hypocritical smile was executed perfectly.
Zhou Lin watched the thin corners of his eyes dyed red again, cursing him with a very bad tone, telling him to scram far away.
Truly beautiful enough to drive one mad.
The eyelashes trembling slightly when Tang Xingye cursed, the corners of eyes red from anger, and those perfectly shaped lips spitting out harsh words.
So vivid and lively.
“Scram?” Zhou Lin laughed low and took a step forward, deliberately releasing more pheromones, satisfied to see Tang Xingye’s knees tremble slightly. “But I just like seeing you like this now.”
Gaze greedily tracing every inch of Tang Xingye’s expression. That expression mixed with loathing and shame.
Zhou Lin: “Want to smash my head open right now, don’t you?”
Tang Xingye’s eyes were cold, staring at a vase in the distance, then looking away.
Guessed right.
Realizing Zhou Lin didn’t have such a thing as face, Tang Xingye made up his mind not to give any emotional value to the other party.
However, it was useless. His expressions, his reactions, whether good or bad, were delicious treats worthy of tasting for the bystander.
“Little Green Leaf, angry again?”
“Don’t want to talk as soon as you get angry.”
“I apologize. I was wrong.”
Zhou Lin retracted his pheromones, attitude sincere, seeming to really recognize his mistake.
Tang Xingye: “…”
Chatterbox dead pervert, flipping face faster than flipping a book.
Zhou Lin suddenly approached, but this time deliberately controlled not to release any pheromones.
“Afraid of pheromones, then smell more.”
Tang Xingye frowned at him, as if not understanding what he was saying.
But vigilant in his heart, Was it seen through after all?
“As long as you want, countless Alphas and Omegas would fight to be your…” The Alpha’s voice was light, seductive, dragging out the ending ambiguously, “Desensitization tool.”
The most secret weakness was thus casually poked by Zhou Lin.
Tang Xingye’s pupils constricted abruptly. Then a trace of disgust flashed through his clear eyes, tone very cold. “What do you take people for?”
Zhou Lin fell into a strange silence for a moment.
Just when Tang Xingye thought Zhou Lin was going to continue disgusting him with something, the other party suddenly spoke, changing the subject. “Going back to school? I’ll drive you.”
Tang Xingye: “…”
Psycho.
Tang Xingye just turned the corner when he saw the figure he wanted to see least—Lu Zhi.
The Alpha leaned under a tree, a few green leaves fallen on his shoulder, staring motionless at the gate direction like a statue.
Realizing it was trouble, Tang Xingye lifted his leg intending to detour, but heard rapid footsteps behind him.
“Tang Xingye!”
The moment that hand touched his shoulder, he abruptly retreated two steps to widen the distance.
Looking at the Alpha in front of him, Tang Xingye’s expression was cold. “What do you want now? Want to retaliate against me?”
Looking at the charm flowing in the cold Beta’s eyes, Lu Zhi’s Adam’s apple rolled. The suppression collar emitted “beep beep” alarms. His throat tightened. “I never thought that.”
Tang Xingye’s gaze landed on that silver suppression collar—a high-end model for top Alphas, designed for those with pheromone disorders. He suddenly stepped forward, fingertips tapping lightly on the metal ring surface: “Wearing this?” The corner of his mouth hooked into a sarcastic arc. “Want to mark your ‘Candy Heart’ that much?”
He took a half-step back, revealing a malicious smile. “Pity, I’m a Beta.”
Tang Xingye saw Lu Zhi freeze, snorted coldly, turned and walked away.
“Don’t go.” Lu Zhi ignored his struggle, pulling him into his arms. The Alpha’s chin pressed against his shoulder socket, slightly hard hair tips rubbing against the sensitive skin on the side of his neck, provoking a burst of fine tremors.
Tang Xingye frowned, pushing away forcefully, but was held tighter.
During the struggle, the shirt collar revealed mottled hickeys and bite marks on the collarbone—marks left by Zhou Lin last night. The faint scent of gunpowder smoke pheromones still lingered on the skin.
Tang Xingye’s voice was very light, but like quenched in ice. “Let go.”
Lu Zhi breathed heavily, finally slowly letting go, staring dead at the hickeys on the side of Tang Xingye’s neck, crazy with jealousy in his heart, voice hoarse: “…He touched you?”
Tang Xingye hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, using an ambiguous tone. “What’s it to you?”
He found Lu Zhi an eyesore right now too. Pheromone repulsion between Alphas was natural; Alphas hated same-sex pheromones the most.
Lu Zhi’s face looked very bad.
“Seen clearly?” Tang Xingye deliberately pulled the collar open a bit more. Those ambiguous marks were piercingly bright on the cool white skin. “What, you want to lick too? Hm?”
Lu Zhi’s pupils constricted abruptly. Alpha instinct almost made him explode, but in the next second, he clasped Tang Xingye’s nape, canine teeth grinding against that swollen gland, voice low and hoarse:
“Want to…”
I will cover his scent. Make you remember only me.
Tang Xingye suddenly raised his knee to hit his abdomen. The moment Lu Zhi let go in pain, he pushed him away ruthlessly. “You are sick.”
Lu Zhi, whose reason had originally departed due to jealousy, instantly felt satisfied.
Lu Zhi smiled. “After knowing I’m this kind of person, you actually just scolded a couple of times?”
“Baby, you are truly kind and cute.”
Tang Xingye sneered, raising his hand without hesitation. A slap landed crisply on Lu Zhi’s face. “Now, do you still think it’s cute?”
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