Even a dead duck’s beak isn’t as stubborn as his

Not Even a Dead Duck Was More Stubborn Than Him

The rich aroma of tequila was intoxicating, unlike the scent of strong liquor. The most vibrant roses bloomed with a refreshing, heart-soothing fragrance.

Blended together, the scents possessed an indescribable, unique charm.

Seductive enough to devour one to the bone.

"Gu..."

His unfinished words were swallowed between their lips. "Mmph..." Alpha held an absolute advantage in strength, especially when their compatibility was absurdly high.

An Omega naturally submitted and yielded when encountering his own Alpha.

Rationally, Lin Su resisted, but his body still wrapped around the man's neck. Those scorching lips drew him into another dimension, and his red lips slowly responded.

As though teasing him, Lin Su frowned tightly and turned his face aside to avoid the man's thin lips.

"Gu Lin!"

The man turned a deaf ear. His large hand seized Lin Su's jaw, and his red lips were covered once more. His hot breaths came a little hurriedly, his high nose pressed tightly against Lin Su's cheek. The movement of his thin lips gradually slowed, and Lin Su's red lips became immersed in it. Compared to his earlier response, this one deepened considerably.

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He had specially put together today's outfit: a simple shirt jacket over a short white T-shirt, paired with black trousers.

They now lay forlornly atop the shoe cabinet, while a black figure reflected in the light moved above them.

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"Gu..."

"Mm..."

The unfinished words were impossible to hear clearly or explain, but Gu Lin knew what he meant—and did the opposite.

Ding-dong!

"Hiss!"

The chime rang, and everything came to an abrupt halt. Lin Su stared at the ceiling blankly. Then, the tears trembling on the verge of falling finally slid down.

"Ding-dong~" The doorbell rang again, and at the same time, his phone began to ring.

"Is this Mr. Su, whose number ends in 8901? Your delivery has arrived."

"Just leave it outside." His voice was hoarse, and he regretted it the moment he spoke, afraid the other person would hear something in it.

The delivery guy said, "Sir, do you need me to pick up medicine from the pharmacy? Your throat sounds pretty badly hoarse."

If Lin Su had really been sick, he would have felt touched. But under the circumstances, his face instantly turned red. Especially when he noticed the faint whiteness at the corner of Gu Lin's lips, he did not dare look at him and hurriedly looked away.

"Thanks, but no need."

The call had ended, but silence fell between them.

"I... I'll head back first." He hastily pulled his clothes on, and before the words had even faded, he had already fled.

[Social death! Social death! This is so damn embarrassing!]

The sound of the door slamming shut echoed through the entire villa.

Gu Lin lightly wiped the corner of his lips. He put on a wrinkled white shirt, then headed to the kitchen again and took out that long-neglected pack of cigarettes.

It was still that same corner, except now it was daytime. A cigarette rested between his thin lips, smoke curling before his eyes. His slightly swollen lips exhaled a puff of smoke, and the tension in his expression finally eased.

Was it an Alpha's wild nature, or his own desire? At this moment, Gu Lin seemed to understand.

He had fallen in love with Lin Su's body.

That was right.

The roses in the villa garden had already begun to wither, yet the scent of roses still lingered in his mouth. Like their owner, it was captivating, intoxicating, impossible to escape.

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