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Shen Ranxin felt satisfied. He slipped on his slippers and shuffled away. "Mm, you're welcome."

Lu Zhi rubbed his eyes, lowered his head to look for his slippers, and as usual, squeezed into the not-so-spacious bathroom with Shen Ranxin.

Looking at Lu Zhi in the mirror—his silver hair tousled, brushing his teeth with his eyes closed—Shen Ranxin suddenly asked, "Has President Lu ever marked an omega?"

Lu Zhi's brushing hand paused. He opened his eyes and met Shen Ranxin's gaze through the mirror.

His gaze was open and candid, then his eyes curved into a smile. "Why would Teacher Shen think that?"

"No reason. You seemed pretty practiced at biting glands." Shen Ranxin casually changed the subject. "Give me the towel."

Lu Zhi rinsed his mouth, paused, then said, "I have."

Shen Ranxin lifted his eyes from behind the towel and stared directly at him. "Really? Then does your wife know you're being so... intimate with an Alpha on a dating show?"

Lu Zhi leaned closer, foam still clinging to the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Teacher Shen, are you fishing for information?"

Shen Ranxin put down the towel and gave a cold laugh. "Just asking, as your roommate."

Lu Zhi grabbed his wrist. "Teacher Shen, wipe mine too."

"..." Shen Ranxin shook off his hand. "I don't recall President Lu having a disability certificate."

Lu Zhi said, "If Teacher Shen doesn't wipe it for me, how are you going to keep fishing for answers from my mouth?"

Shen Ranxin paused, then turned around and pulled out another disposable face towel. After wetting it, he carefully wiped away the foam at the corner of Lu Zhi's mouth. "Thorough enough for you, President Lu?"

Lu Zhi nodded and gave him a thumbs-up. "If