Love and Hate

Shen Ranxin was furious, but he was also afraid that shouting would draw others over to see them like this, so he could only suppress his voice and growl, "What the fuck do you want?!"

Lu Zhi gave a soft chuckle. The vibration from his chest carried over easily, making Shen Ranxin's heart go numb.

The rich scent of alcohol spread through the air, and Shen Ranxin's face turned pale. "Lu Zhi! Put it away... put... put away your pheromones!"

Lu Zhi paused, confirming once again that his pheromones opposed Shen Ranxin's. Shen Ranxin would not be stirred by them; he would only feel discomfort.

"I'm not willing to accept this..." Lu Zhi flipped Shen Ranxin over completely and, in the darkness, pressed his fangs against the inhibitor patch over Shen Ranxin's neck gland.

Shen Ranxin seemed to have been immobilized. He did not dare move at all.

"Lu Zhi, calm down... I'm an Alpha. If you bite through my gland, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I know." Lu Zhi took a deep breath, his trembling exhale brushing over the gland. "I'll hurt you."

He was enduring it with great difficulty. His fangs trembled uncontrollably, and he used nearly all his strength to stop himself from truly biting down.

Shen Ranxin struggled fiercely. Lu Zhi gripped his waist, then used one hand to hook the red silk binding Shen Ranxin's wrist, winding it several times around his wrist in the darkness before quickly tying a knot.

"Don't move," Lu Zhi said softly. "Teacher Shen, your pheromones smell very nice."

Shen Ranxin gritted his teeth. "Madman!"

As fellow Alphas, Lu Zhi's pheromones could never possibly smell nice to Shen Ranxin.

Alpha pheromones naturally clashed with one another. Shen Ranxin was suppressed by Lu Zhi's pheromones, while Lu Zhi would also be provoked into discomfort by his.

Lu Zhi chuckled. "Teacher Shen, sorry, but I may have to be a little presumptuous."

Shen Ranxin's face turned livid, and he could not say a single word.

This was not being presumptuous. This was outright assault!

"Teacher Shen, could I trouble you to get something for me?" Lu Zhi whispered by his ear. "Mm, it's in my pants pocket."

Shen Ranxin forced himself to say, "Get it yourself!"

"I don't have any free hands." Lu Zhi spoke innocently. "One hand has to hold Teacher Shen down, and the other has to keep your waist in place so it doesn't rub around. It's really strenuous."

"Then let me go!" Shen Ranxin finally snapped.

"If Teacher Shen gets it for me, I'll let you go."

Shen Ranxin: "..."

Better short pain than long pain. If Cheng Cheng saw them like this, that would be the end of it. He would never be able to finish the plot in this lifetime!

With that thought, he could only swallow his anger and say, "Then let go of my hands! How am I supposed to get it if you don't?"

"If I let you go, you'll run." Lu Zhi sounded utterly certain. "No hands? You still have a mouth, Teacher Shen."

Shen Ranxin: "...Don't push it."

"Hasn't Teacher Shen's mouth always been quite capable?" Lu Zhi tilted his head. "Teacher Shen should probably hurry. It wouldn't look good if someone saw you like this."

Shen Ranxin could only crouch down and painstakingly bite something out of the pocket of Lu Zhi's loose sweatpants.

From the feel of it, it seemed to be a small plastic bag.

Lu Zhi leaned over, bit the other end of the bag, and gave it a light tear.

The scent inside the plastic bag instantly spread out—ebony fir mixed with the fresh fragrance of orange. It actually smelled exactly like Lu Zhi's pheromones!

Just as Shen Ranxin was wondering what it was, liquid ran from the bag into his mouth.

Shen Ranxin instantly tasted it... wasabi.

Shen Ranxin immediately remembered.

Outside the public restroom, the kicked-open suitcase, the scattered magazines, the pink packaging...

His mind exploded, and he instantly spat out what was in his mouth. "Lu Zhi, you fucking dare—"

Before he could finish, Lu Zhi grabbed him by the neck and kissed him without hesitation.

The taste of wasabi spread everywhere.

Shen Ranxin choked and coughed. Lu Zhi released him and lightly patted his back.

"...Teacher Shen, you really can't take much, can you?"

Shen Ranxin's rage surged. He shoved Lu Zhi hard. "Get lost!"

The young man's shoulder blade slammed into the wardrobe with a loud bang.

Cheng Cheng, still outside searching for people, instantly noticed the sound. With a dark expression, he came over and pulled open the wardrobe!

Shen Ranxin was clutching his neck, bent over as he coughed. His beautiful eyes were full of tears brought on by coughing.

His lips were crimson and swollen, and even the corner of his mouth was slightly chafed.

The inhibitor patch over his gland had been bitten into wrinkles and was stained with a strong smell of alcohol.

Lu Zhi's eyes were smiling as he held Shen Ranxin's wrist and looked triumphantly at Cheng Cheng.

"I was joking around with Teacher Shen, but it seems I went a little overboard. Teacher Shen, are you all right?"

Shen Ranxin was itching to tear him apart, but in front of the cameras, he could only maintain a smile and the persona of someone locked in a rivalry with Lu Zhi.

"I'm fine. What could possibly be wrong with me? Young Master Lu isn't all that strong either."

Lu Zhi narrowed his eyes. "As long as you liked it."

Shen Ranxin gave a fake smile. "Heh heh, I liked it. I liked it to death."

Cheng Cheng clenched his hand, asked Director Chen for another inhibitor patch, and placed it in Shen Ranxin's hand. "Ran, go take care of that. We'll wait for you."

Only then did Shen Ranxin let out a breath. The more he looked at Cheng Cheng, the more pleasing he found him.

No wonder he could be the heartthrob of everyone. With that temperament, who wouldn't like him?!

Shen Ranxin thanked him quietly and took the inhibitor patch into the nearby restroom.

The following round of hide-and-seek was no different from the previous two. Cheng Cheng kept a close watch on Lu Zhi like a mother hen guarding her chicks, refusing to let this silver-haired brat get even half a step near Shen Ranxin.

Lu Zhi was the last seeker.

He held a red cord in his hand and walked toward Shen Ranxin.

Director Chen stood to the side and gave a friendly reminder, "Young Master Lu, this red cord prop can only be worn by an omega..."

Ignoring Director Chen, Lu Zhi walked up to Shen Ranxin and raised his hand to tie the red cord around his neck.

He looked at Shen Ranxin, his glass-colored eyes filled with aggression.

Shen Ranxin froze. The red cord around his neck gradually tightened, and only when he began to feel short of breath did it suddenly loosen.

Lu Zhi curled his lips and turned back, raising his voice. "I forfeit."

Director Chen and the cameraman were still immersed in the atmosphere between Shen Ranxin and Lu Zhi just now, unable to come back to their senses for a long while.

They were clearly two Alphas, two individuals who, biologically speaking, should have been completely incapable of feeling attraction toward each other.

Yet just now, the way Lu Zhi had looked at Shen Ranxin was like a lonely widower who had waited a thousand years for his beloved—the frenzy and longing when he finally reunited with that beloved, love and hate.

Both were so vivid that they made people tremble.