novelraw Chapter 38 The Consequences of Provoking a Top-Tier Alpha
Chapter 38 The Consequences of Provoking a Top-Tier Alpha
Strawberry cake and melting snow seem to have nothing to do with each other.
But they have a 97% pheromone compatibility.
Both of the pheromones' owners sensed it.
It was a profound bond, etched into the soul and difficult to erase.
Because there have been cases where two people with high pheromone compatibility did not want to be together but could not resist their physiological urges, interstellar technology has developed new techniques that can reduce compatibility through minimally invasive gland surgery.
When Ling Suyu learned about the marriage alliance, he even considered having the surgery, but it was delayed because of the arrival of the beast tide.
The military doctor once told him that if the two people have no feelings for each other, then a person with strong willpower can resist it. But if there are feelings involved, even a very short contact with pheromones is enough to shatter a person's cold facade.
Ling Suyu clearly felt her current state.
It felt as if all the blood in my body had turned scalding hot, clamoring to rush downwards.
So sweet...
He was completely captivated by the sweet aroma.
In this cramped room, the undeniable reactions, both physical and emotional, forced him to admit—
He fell in love with Wen Shumu.
*
Wen Shumu's eyes reddened pitifully. Ling Suyu had his back to him, so he couldn't tell what the Alpha was thinking. He just assumed that his "recklessness" had caused trouble.
"I'm sorry... brother, I shouldn't have changed my glandular patch next to you, I was wrong."
Recklessness and willfulness do indeed come at a price.
He took advantage of Ling Suyu's concessions and tolerance, which was too greedy of him.
Wen Shumu regretted his rash actions, which had provoked such a resistant reaction from Ling Suyu.
"I'll go out right now!"
As he spoke, he rushed toward the door.
Before I even got close to the door, a chilling aura swept over me from behind, and a strong arm wrapped around my waist, while a burning heat emanated from my back.
An ambiguous breath brushed against the gland.
Wen Shumu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he dared not move an inch.
A loud alarm sounded in my head.
The moment their bodies touched, he experienced firsthand the consequences of provoking a top-tier Alpha.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaomu." A deep, suppressed voice lingered in my ear, "How about we just stay here for a little while? It'll be over soon."
His words even carried a pleading tone.
Ling Suyu has a strong enough willpower, and he also injected inhibitors before the official recording of the show, which allowed him to maintain a sliver of rationality. Otherwise, he might have even entered his susceptible period on the spot.
But he couldn't suppress his craving for Wenshumu pheromones.
He had already forgotten his firm "Don't come any closer" from just now.
Having made up his mind, he chose to remove all his armor and give up resistance.
With the newly replaced glands acting as a barrier, Ling Suyu could only slightly alleviate his inner desires through such close intimacy.
It was only slightly.
A temporary mark or something more intimate... might be the only way to truly satisfy him.
But that's absolutely not possible now; it would scare Xiaomu.
Wen Shumu closed his eyes tightly, trying to relax his body as much as possible, and obediently stayed in Ling Suyu's arms.
His 10 seconds of audacity were to see how Ling Suyu would react to his pheromones.
I want to take off that ever-calm and composed mask of aloofness.
Now that he had achieved his goal, although he loathed his own impulsiveness, he could vaguely sense it from Ling Suyu's reaction.
His brother's feelings for him seemed different than before.
*
Miz hesitated outside the lounge door for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to knock.
More than an hour has passed since Marshal Ling and Mr. Wen went in, and they still haven't come out.
The next activity is in the evening, and it's almost dinnertime now, so it's time to prepare dinner for them.
Miz first sent a message to Wen Shumu's terminal, but received no reply for a long time, so he had to come over in person to inquire.
After knocking three times, there was no response.
Miz had no choice but to grit his teeth and knock twice more.
He raised his hand, but before he could knock again, the door finally opened.
Ling Suyu stood by the door, his superior height exuding a menacing aura, like a apex predator claiming its territory.
"What is it?"
Miz swallowed hard and carefully explained his purpose.
Ling Suyu's tone was calm and composed, revealing no emotion: "Come in."
Having received permission, Miz waved to the outside, signaling the food cart to move in.
The camera took the opportunity to fly into the lounge and circle around.
The only window in the lounge was wide open. An Omega with slightly curly hair sat on a sofa against the wall, her cheeks flushed a light pink, and her eyes filled with shimmering water, as if she had been drenched in mist not long ago.
【…】
[Mumu looks just like she just...]
【Aaaaaaah, I knew they must have been doing something behind closed doors for so long!】
[It's urgent! What are you doing?!]
[Write a 5,000-word fanfiction right away.]
[Her cheeks are so pink and cute, I want to kiss her!]
[You're dreaming! Only Marshal Ling can kiss you!]
Noticing that the camera was pointed at him, Wen Shumu quickly turned to the window and pretended to look at the scenery.
He only turned back after the food delivery staff and the cameraman had left.
Then I saw strawberry cupcakes on the table.
Wen Shumu: "..."
"Haha, the production team is quite thoughtful, knowing I like strawberry desserts." He chuckled awkwardly, walked over, picked up a piece, took a bite, and said, "It's pretty good, brother, want a piece too?"
Ling Suyu's eyes were dark as she stared straight at him.
This look made Wen Shumu suddenly realize that he seemed to have said something that sounded like an invitation.
After all, her brother now fully understands that his pheromones smell like strawberry cake!
Wen Shumu zipped up his mouth, shrank into a corner, and dared not say anything more.
I ate the meal absentmindedly.
After they finished eating, they were to gather at the entrance of the rest area.
Walking along the road, following behind Ling Suyu, Wen Shumu's mind kept flashing back to the scene from earlier, like a slideshow.
He was completely encircled in his brother's arms...
The more he thought about it, the higher his lips curled up, his curly hair bobbing in the air, he was extremely excited.
Wen Wei was standing at the door enjoying Ye Jingxi's shoulder massage when he looked up and saw the expressionless marshal and his smiling wife behind him.
Wen Shumu's smile was so bright that Wen Wei couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips as well.
I don't know what happened, I've never seen Wen Shumu so happy before.
During the days of recording the program, Wen Weiyi felt that Wen Shumu, who seemed gentle, was actually wrapped in a thick protective shell and seemed to find it difficult to open his heart to anyone.
Except in front of Marshal Ling.
However, the reverse is also true; only Wen Shumu could tolerate someone as cold as the Marshal.
They are indeed a perfect match.
After all the guests arrived, the director came over.
To be precise, it was the producer who drove him over in a luxury hovercar.
It was only at this point that people began to have a real sense of Ying Xingfei's wealthy background.
Perhaps influenced by Ying Xingfei, Ke Mo's attire also changed from the initial strict and formal style to casual short sleeves.
His first words after coming down were:
"Tonight, let's drink until we drop!"