What Mischief Does a Little One Who Can't Drink Want to Get Up To?

Chapter 31

The fur beneath his palm was soft, sleek, warm, and fluffy, and felt wonderful.

Ye Nanxun expressionlessly stroked it a few more times.

The alpha who had just sat down behind the desk gave an almost imperceptible tremble of his fingers.

Yan Beiyou glanced quietly at the little yellow dog. The Companion Beast that had been ordered back shifted in Ye Nanxun's arms, buried its head against the omega's chest, and turned its rear toward the alpha.

Yan Beiyou: ...

With the little yellow dog lying on his lap, Ye Nanxun opened his coat and took the Mushroom Egg from an inner pocket.

He instinctively opened his mouth. "Your Majesty, your egg."

The moment he said it, his face froze. Ye Nanxun's lips parted and closed as though he wanted to say something, but he did not know what to say.

He had not meant to do it.

Only after the words left his mouth did he realize that they seemed a little inappropriate.

The young man forced himself to remain composed, but a blush slowly crept up his ears.

Holding the half-finished glass of wine, Yan Beiyou said, "This is your egg too."

Ye Nanxun's pupils contracted slightly. His earlobes turned red enough to bleed, and he held the Mushroom Egg in his hands, looking somewhat at a loss.

Yan Beiyou sighed inwardly.

This made it look as though he were bullying him.

But if he apologized now, the omega with his head lowered and ears red enough to bleed would probably be even less willing to look at him.

One had accidentally said something ambiguous.

The other had carelessly made an inappropriate joke.

The atmosphere turned strange for a moment. A wry smile flashed through his deep black eyes as Yan Beiyou said, "Give me the Mushroom Egg."

Ye Nanxun carefully held the Mushroom Egg in both hands and placed it on the desk.

Yan Beiyou casually pushed the Mushroom Egg aside.

The Mushroom Egg rolled back toward Ye Nanxun, rolling right to the omega's hand beneath Yan Beiyou's gaze.

Ye Nanxun paused, then instinctively looked at the alpha across from him.

Distinctly jointed fingers curled and tapped against the tabletop. Yan Beiyou cast the Mushroom Egg a cold glance.

The Mushroom Egg rolled around by Ye Nanxun's hand, then rubbed against his little finger.

Though they had not exchanged a single word, Ye Nanxun understood what the Mushroom Egg meant.

The little thing was acting spoiled with him and did not want to return to Yan Beiyou's side.

His dark brows lifted. Yan Beiyou reached out with one large hand, his fingers steadily catching the unwilling Mushroom Egg.

The Mushroom Egg had been practically pressed against Ye Nanxun's little finger. When Yan Beiyou snatched it away, he felt his own fingers brush against someone else's.

It was a very brief touch.

Cool and smooth.

Yan Beiyou decisively stuffed the Mushroom Egg into his pocket. Glancing at the weather outside the window, he said, "Though it's still an egg, it already seems sentient."

Outside, the cold wind rustled as snowflakes drifted silently down.

Ye Nanxun's eyes brightened. "So soon..."

Yan Beiyou opened a drawer and took out an exquisite black velvet box. Inside, after he opened it, lay a tiny emerald.

It was probably only half the size of a grain of rice, small and crystal-clear.

Yan Beiyou said, "This is a newly made earring. I'll teach you how to use it."

Ye Nanxun experienced the galaxy's military-grade high technology up close for the first time. It could not only generate a new face based on his own features, but also scan someone else's face and replicate it onto his own.

Ye Nanxun pursed his lips slightly. "Your Majesty, are you really giving this to me?"

"It was custom-made for you."

Ye Nanxun nodded, his gaze fixed on the tiny emerald earring. "What if I use it to do bad things?"

Yan Beiyou merely curled his lips. "What bad things does a little one who can't drink want to do?"

Ye Nanxun smiled along with him. Specks of light shimmered in his pale green eyes. "Your Majesty, how do I wear this?"

He picked it up and examined it.

It was not shaped like an earring. It looked like nothing more than an exquisite little green gemstone, though one side was flat.

"I'll use pheromones to adhere it to your earlobe. That way, it won't fall off under normal circumstances."

As Yan Beiyou said this, he looked quietly at the omega.

If they had both been alphas, there would naturally have been no issue.

But one of them was an alpha, and the other was an omega.

Leaving an alpha's pheromones on an omega's earlobe required Ye Nanxun's consent.

Yan Beiyou added, "If you mind, I can use another method."

Ye Nanxun's face remained calm, though his clear eyes held a question. "Is using pheromones the best method?"

Yan Beiyou said, "Yes."

Without any coyness or hesitation, Ye Nanxun answered frankly and decisively, "All right. Sorry to trouble you, Your Majesty."

Yan Beiyou moved quickly. His warm fingertips lightly brushed over the omega's fair earlobe, while his other hand swiftly pressed the emerald into place.

The entire process took only a second.

"That will do." Yan Beiyou's gaze swept over the omega's earlobe.

A tiny emerald now rested against what had once been a clean, pale earlobe. Between the gemstone and the delicate skin lay the alpha's pheromones, hidden within.

Ye Nanxun appeared calm, but the ear wearing the emerald had turned red and hot.

Having handed over the Mushroom Egg and received the emerald earring, Ye Nanxun had nothing else to do here.

"Your Majesty, I'll come again in seven days..."

Yan Beiyou lowered his head and flipped open a page. "There's a New Year's Eve banquet tonight. If you have nothing else to do, stay."

Ye Nanxun gave a quiet hum. "Brother Song said he'd take me there when the time comes."

Yan Beiyou abruptly looked up. "Brother Song?"

Ye Nanxun said, "Mr. Song Ren."

Yan Beiyou lowered his head. The pen in his hand scratched across the paper. "Are you two close?"

Ye Nanxun answered truthfully, "Today was our first time meeting."

Pursing his lips, Ye Nanxun continued, "I'm doing research in microbiology. Brother Song is an expert in pheromone research."

The pen in Yan Beiyou's hand paused for a second, then resumed its unfinished writing. "You're doing scientific research at nineteen?"

Ye Nanxun sat up a little straighter. "After the New Year, I'll be doing research at the Scientific Research Institute."

The rustling of the pen tip against paper suddenly stopped. Yan Beiyou looked at the young man across from him. "Impressive."

Ye Nanxun raised a hand to touch the emerald on his left earlobe. Against the pale green gem, his fingertips looked white as jade.

"Your Majesty was already ruling the galaxy at eighteen."

Before the age of eighteen, Yan Beiyou had been unknown throughout the entire galaxy.

At eighteen, Yan Beiyou became the ruler of the galaxy through overwhelming strength.

No one knew anything about Yan Beiyou's family, his parents, his background, or what exactly had happened that year.

In the interstellar age, where the strong preyed on the weak, strength represented everything.

Yan Beiyou curled his lips. "Everyone excels in different fields."

Setting down the fountain pen in his hand, the alpha said, "Have Song Ren show you around first. I'll come find you at the banquet."

Ye Nanxun quickly glanced at the alpha. "Brother Song said that at the banquet..."

Yan Beiyou rubbed his right wrist. "He has plans tonight."