novelraw Chapter 37 10 Seconds of Insolence
Chapter 37 10 Seconds of Insolence
Wen Shumu was indeed offline for a long time and didn't know much about Jiang Xun, a superstar of interstellar popularity. He only saw Jiang Xun's name appear in the news or trending searches.
The moment Jiang Xun sang the first line, Wen Shumu instantly understood why he was so popular.
How can it be described? It's like a tiny spark falling onto the summit of a mountain with ice that has remained frozen for millions of years. Then, it calls for its companions, and meteors fall in droves, crashing into the mountains. In a vast and unstoppable wave, it suddenly becomes a prairie fire, igniting every listener.
This is a rock song with a strong rhythm and bold lyrics.
The silver-haired Alpha was no longer the relaxed and lazy man he used to be; he was poised and confident, as if he could make people forget any external environment, no matter how simple the stage was.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the nearly ten thousand tourists at the scene began to stir.
Who would have thought? I came here as a tourist, and I ended up hearing a superstar sing for free! You know, tickets for one of Jiang Xun's concerts can be resold for tens of thousands of credits!
The local indigenous people present were so excited that they started spitting water on each other.
Some people even took buckets and poured water directly on the plants.
Jiang Xun appeared calm while singing, but inwardly he was relieved that he had agreed to sing a song for the Midsummer Festival organizers at the last minute; otherwise, he would probably have been splashed with water by fans backstage.
Jiang Hong, who was working as his brother's assistant backstage, also "escaped unscathed."
The other guests weren't so lucky.
Chu Zhao was dodging the frenzied tourists when a small jet of water suddenly splashed onto his cheek. He looked in that direction angrily and saw Ludwig grinning mischievously as he held up a water gun.
The two started chasing each other and running around the field. No one would guess that these two were the manufacturing giants who had countless big shots in the interstellar space begging to make mechs.
Wen Shumu's side was also in complete chaos.
Even if Heck and the others tried their best to surround the marshal and his wife, there would always be gaps between the human walls they formed. As long as there were gaps, water jets would squeeze in from who-knows-where.
Out of courtesy, they couldn't leave immediately; they had to wait until Jiang Xun finished singing.
When Ling Suyu noticed the first jet of water rushing towards Wen Shumu, he immediately pulled him into his arms and used his own body to shield him from the oncoming water.
Wen Shumu nestled against her brother's chest for a while, then realized she couldn't rely solely on Ling Suyu to protect her, and quickly straightened up.
After that, whenever water was thrown at him, he would quietly and deliberately move towards that direction, and his clothes would get soaked in no time.
His actions naturally did not escape Ling Suyu's notice.
Her flaxen brown curly hair hung down because of the dampness, and her gorgeous and elegant shirt was no longer recognizable. It clung tightly to her body, outlining her slender waist.
Ling Suyu's eyes were somber, and the icy blue in them grew even deeper.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted another "fish that slipped through the net," and Wen Shumu took two steps in that direction.
Instead of feeling the slight pain of being hit, I felt a warm sensation as my shoulders and even my entire back were enveloped.
He lowered his head and saw that Ling Suyu's suit jacket was draped over his shoulders.
Just then, Jiang Xun finally finished singing the song.
This time, the black-haired Alpha took the initiative to hold Wen Shumu's hand.
"let's go."
Wen Shumu's gaze shifted downwards, stopping at their tightly clasped hands. After a few seconds, he smiled and hummed in agreement.
The crowd surged toward the center of the square, wanting to get closer to the superstars on stage, but the two were like fish swimming against the current, heading in the opposite direction, hand in hand away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
The production team has been keeping a close eye on the guests' movements.
Seeing Wen Shumu and Ling Suyu walk out, the staff waiting outside the crowd immediately came over to greet them and led them to the VIP lounge.
The change of clothes had been prepared in advance and placed in the respective dressing rooms by the production team according to the guests' groups.
It is, after all, a lounge in the scenic area, supposedly for VIPs, but it is just a small room with a sofa and a dressing table.
The cameras that had been flying around them were now obediently guarding the corridor outside the lounge, and they even consciously disconnected from the microphones, refusing to pry into the guests' privacy.
Ling Suyu glanced inside and was about to leave when Wen Shumu quickly grabbed him, asking, "Brother, where are you going?"
"This room is small. Please change your clothes first, and I'll leave here for a moment."
His hand was on the doorknob, about to grasp it, when a clear, gentle voice came, trembling slightly: "There's no need to avoid it... We're already married, the cameras are still rolling outside, and your clothes are all wet. If you suddenly come out and stand in the hallway waiting by yourself, the audience will definitely find it strange."
"And if we don't change our clothes soon, we might catch a cold."
Wen Shumu gave several reasons, which were meant to persuade Ling Suyu, and also to persuade himself.
It's as if saying this would make him appear to be making a rational analysis, rather than acting out of personal bias.
Her own selfish desire to take things further with Ling Suyu.
After a long silence, Ling Suyu finally let go of the doorknob.
Wen Shumu handed him the new clothes hanging on the rack next to him.
The two of them each occupied a corner, with their backs to each other.
For a moment, only the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard in the room.
After quickly changing his clothes, Wen Shumu hesitated and raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, only to find his hand damp.
Although the gland patch is waterproof, it's still not very comfortable to wear because the surface is wet.
He actually brought a new gland patch...
Wen Shumu took out a gland patch from the pocket of the clothes he had just changed into, held it in his hand, and stared at it for a long time.
Switch to a gland patch; if you're skilled, it only takes 10 seconds.
In just 10 seconds, nothing may happen, or everything may burn to ashes in an instant.
Perhaps continuing to endure it would be the right decision, but he has endured it for so long that he no longer wants to endure it.
For the past 22 years, he has lived a life of constant caution and trepidation, never associating himself with words like "unrestrained" or "willful."
Now, in front of your beloved Alpha, please let him be unrestrained for 10 seconds.
Long, slender fingers reached for the edge of the gland patch and suddenly tore it off.
Ling Suyu changed clothes much faster than Wen Shumu.
After changing, he didn't turn around, facing the white wall, waiting for Wen Shumu to speak.
Top-tier Alphas possess keen senses, and their exceptional sense of smell allowed them to immediately detect the sudden, rich, and sweet aroma in the room.
He was very familiar with this taste.
For the past few nights, he had smelled this alluring fragrance every night, but never before had it been so clear and domineering, as if it wanted to take over his entire body.
Ling Suyu's breathing suddenly became heavy.
He finally understood what this taste, which was like a strawberry but sweeter, was.
Strawberry cake.
It was exactly the same piece that Wen Shumu fed him when they were on the Imperial Star...
Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye. After putting on the protective gear and straightening his clothes, Wen Shumu whispered, "Brother, I'm all set."
No response was received from Ling Suyu.
Wen Shumu's heart clenched instantly. He turned around nervously and saw the tall Alpha still standing guard by the wall, his back to him.
Ling Suyu always stood tall and straight, but now he lowered his head, bowed slightly, and pressed his forehead against the wall. If you listened carefully, you could hear his heavy breathing.
Wen Shumu walked a few steps toward him, looking flustered.
"Don't come any closer."
Alpha's voice carried an undeniable sense of rejection.
The sweet aroma of the strawberry cake is infused with a fresh new scent.
It is the crisp, cold chill of melting ice and snow.