Someone Who Knows How to Love

The meal had been quite pleasant, and the food suited Ye Qingpu's taste very well.

Seeing him eat more than usual, Pei Jiaqian was overjoyed.

Ye Qingpu volunteered to do the dishes, but Pei Jiaqian refused.

He had Ye Qingpu sit in a chair and watch as he scrubbed the dishes spotless, then wrapped an arm around Ye Qingpu's waist as if asking to be praised.

Pei Jiaqian rubbed his head against Ye Qingpu's neck, then looked up with an expression of sudden realization.

"What did you think of this time?"

Ye Qingpu looked at him helplessly.

"I figured out how you measured my ring size, Brother!"

At that, a flush spread across Ye Qingpu's eyes.

Pei Jiaqian held out his hand and waved it before Ye Qingpu's face. (As they say: life is as easy as turning over your palm!) Heh, just kidding. I'm crazy. Anyway, no one will see this.

His puppy-like eyes sparkled, but his deep voice was like that of a succubus, carrying a hint of temptation.

"Consider this ring a reward from Mr. Finger for making Brother feel good~"

Ye Qingpu froze. Once he understood, his face flushed bright red. His ashamed and indignant eyes glared at Pei Jiaqian, and he hesitated several times before finally saying only:

"I'm going back first."

Pei Jiaqian couldn't persuade him otherwise and could only follow him back to his spacious apartment.

"Your place is right next door. Why are you coming to mine?"

Knowing he couldn't drive him away, Ye Qingpu resigned himself to making a cup of hot tea.

"You drink tea at night, Brother?"

Pei Jiaqian sat on the sofa, quietly watching him.

"Do you want some?"

Ye Qingpu asked seriously. He still had some work to finish, so he would have to stay up a little tonight.

"I don't. I have plenty of energy."

Pei Jiaqian watched him take out his laptop and prepare to work.

They said serious men were the most irresistible. Pei Jiaqian thought serious Ye Qingpu was impossibly handsome.

Aigoo~ Whose omega was so beautiful, handsome, and sexy? Pei Jiaqian smiled soundlessly. He had to lure him into his own home.

"Are you planning to keep staring at me?"

Ye Qingpu didn't look up, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

"No. I blink occasionally, too."

Pei Jiaqian's answer was soft and utterly nonsensical.

Ye Qingpu chuckled quietly, but his gaze never left the computer screen.

Pei Jiaqian suddenly thought of something. He returned to his own place, brought over a brand-new metal case, and put its contents in Ye Qingpu's refrigerator.

As his work neared its end, Ye Qingpu stretched, took off his glasses, and asked:

"What did you do to my fridge?"

"It's a soothing agent made with my pheromones as the base ingredient. It'll help Brother's immune system."

Ye Qingpu fell into thought. Ever since his conversion, he hadn't felt any particular changes. He could just occasionally smell the pheromones of certain alphas and omegas around him. But lately, it had gotten much better. He could rarely smell anyone's pheromones besides Pei Jiaqian's.

He didn't know whether it was because of Ω-6.

Thinking of that, Ye Qingpu guiltily adjusted his sitting position.

"Are you almost done, Brother?"

Like a puppy, Pei Jiaqian scooted close to Ye Qingpu, caging him in his arms while his fingers idly kneaded the soft flesh at his waist.

"Don't mess around..."

Ye Qingpu saved the file and shut down the computer, instinctively trying to break free.

Pei Jiaqian rested his head atop Ye Qingpu's and lightly stroked the curve of his waist.

"No."

His face red, Ye Qingpu pressed down on the hand that was beginning to wander.

"What do you mean, no? What is Brother talking about?"

Pei Jiaqian began playing dumb.

"Stop pretending."

"Ah~~ Why? Wasn't I doing well?"

Pei Jiaqian turned him around and looked at him with a pitiful expression.

The face-to-face position made Ye Qingpu feel awkward. He shifted his gaze elsewhere, his expression resolute.

"There's no reason. No means no."

Pei Jiaqian cupped his face and quietly gazed into his eyes.

After a long silence, he said as if certain of it:

"Brother is hiding something from me."

"That's not true..."

Ye Qingpu was too guilty to look at him... He still couldn't imagine how Pei Jiaqian would react if he found out about him...

Maybe he would be happy. Maybe he would think Ye Qingpu was being a pain in the ass... But in the end, Pei Jiaqian was still young. If he was only playing around with Ye Qingpu on a whim, then got tired of him and later learned that he had caused Ye Qingpu's gland to become diseased, it would only be awkward for both of them.

If he kept it hidden from him, perhaps he could leave whenever he wanted without any reservations... But Ye Qingpu couldn't think of a way to hide it from him forever. He could only take things one step at a time.

His decision to conceal it also came from his own selfishness...

Anything or anyone could belong to anyone. Pei Jiaqian was no exception.

"Did I hurt you the last few times?"

Pei Jiaqian held his face, his tone gentle.

"No... I'm just a little tired."

"Then I'll just take care of Brother?"

Pei Jiaqian lovingly rubbed against his neck.

"No..."

"Why not~"

"No means no. Are you a child? Why do you have so many questions?"

Ye Qingpu broke free from Pei Jiaqian's embrace, a trace of fierceness in his voice. He then found some clothes in the closet and headed straight into the bathroom.

The moment he turned on the shower, Ye Qingpu began reflecting on himself—had his tone just now been too harsh?

Pei Jiaqian hadn't done anything wrong. Wasn't it a little unfair to be so harsh with him?

So what if he was young and energetic?

After some self-reflection, Ye Qingpu successfully placed all the blame on himself. So when he came out of the bathroom after showering and saw Pei Jiaqian sitting on the carpet at the foot of the bed with reddened eyes, Ye Qingpu wanted to slap himself twice.

He wanted to speak, yet couldn't bring himself to apologize.

Seeing him emerge, Pei Jiaqian got to his feet and walked over. He bent down, curling his back, and buried his head in the curve of Ye Qingpu's neck, which carried the scent of body wash.

"Brother, I'm sorry... I should have considered your feelings."

Hearing his muffled voice, Ye Qingpu's heart softened completely. He raised a hand to rub Pei Jiaqian's hair and sighed softly.

"My mouth doesn't hurt that much anymore..."

Pei Jiaqian's whole body stiffened. He ingratiatingly nuzzled Ye Qingpu's neck and said in a muffled voice:

"I'll dry Brother's hair first."

Ye Qingpu's heart melted, and he softly hummed in agreement.

Near midnight, Ye Qingpu was pulled out of bed.

"Brother, go brush your teeth."

"I'm so sleepy... I'm not going."

Ye Qingpu's voice was hoarse beyond belief. He was exhausted and curled deeper into the middle of the blankets.

Pei Jiaqian grabbed his waist and fished him out, his tone firm.

"No. If you don't brush your teeth, they'll get sick. You swallowed so much, so you have to rinse your mouth."

Ye Qingpu no longer cared about being embarrassed and clung to the blanket without letting go.

With no other choice, Pei Jiaqian hung him from his body, carried him to sit on the bathroom counter, and squeezed out toothpaste himself.

Seeing Ye Qingpu sit there with sleepy eyes, swaying crookedly, Pei Jiaqian found him unbearably cute.

"Brother is already thirty. How can you still be this cute, like a little kid?"

Ye Qingpu's eyes were half-closed. He was too lazy to respond. His cheeks hurt terribly, and he didn't want to force out a single word.

"Brother is a soft, fragrant little bun~ A soft, fragrant omega~"

Pei Jiaqian brushed his teeth for him. Fortunately, the dazed, sleepy man was quite cooperative.

After Ye Qingpu spat out the last mouthful of foam, Pei Jiaqian wiped his face with a towel. Looking around, he put a headband on him and patted some skincare products onto his face.

Once he was done, Pei Jiaqian removed the headband, satisfiedly swept aside the other man's sticking-up hair, then pinched his cheeks. Only after carrying him bridal-style and tucking him into bed did he go wash up himself, shirtless.

The next day, when Ye Qingpu woke up due to his biological clock, he smelled food cooking.

It was simply the aroma of rice porridge.

Still bleary-eyed, he shuffled toward the kitchen in his slippers and leaned against the doorframe, watching Pei Jiaqian, bare beneath his apron, busy at the stove.

Noticing the person at the doorway from the corner of his eye, Pei Jiaqian set down the spoon, brushed back Ye Qingpu's hair, and placed a gentle kiss on him.

"Good morning, Brother."

Pei Jiaqian smiled, revealing four sharp canine teeth.

Ye Qingpu woke up considerably. He vaguely remembered that he had a temper upon waking, but in this situation... he couldn't get angry.

"Breakfast is almost ready. Go wash up, Brother."

Ye Qingpu gave a quiet hum and turned back to the bedroom. When he saw the clothes laid out at the foot of the bed, he laughed softly.

It was clear that Pei Jiaqian was an enigma who knew exceptionally well how to love someone.