Ergou, please behave.

In the original novel, although the Luo Family was a top-tier alpha family, there was a problem with their physical constitution settings.

All four young masters, without exception, suffered from Pheromone Dysregulation Disorder.

Luo Ming was, of course, no exception.

The condition was difficult to cure unless they found an extremely compatible omega to permanently mark, or grabbed any omega and repeatedly bit their gland to soothe the agitated factors in their bodies.

Although Luo Ming seemed wild and uninhibited, with a constant stream of filthy talk,

he was actually a germaphobe who hated biting things for fear of germs.

So, through all his flare-ups, he had never considered finding an omega, relying entirely on special suppressants to get through them-a classic case of all flirt and no experience.

When he had drunk the Erguotou mixed with alcohol in the kitchen earlier, besides crying out that it burned, another thought had surfaced in Luo Ming's head: Shit, it's going to flare up again.

So he had staggered upstairs, planning to give himself an injection.

But this rut had already come on fiercely, and since it had been triggered once while he was weeding earlier, suppressing it again would probably be difficult.

Sure enough,

even two injections in a row had no effect.

Through his mental haze, Luo Ming was already considering calling an ambulance,

afraid that if he waited any longer,

he might become the first alpha in this world to die suddenly from pheromone dysregulation.

That would be pretty embarrassing if word got out...

Just then, someone knocked on the door,

and Assistant Chen's cool, rhythmic voice came from outside.

"Luo Ergou, open the door."

"You had the nerve to skip work, but not to open the door?"

"Luo Ergou..."

Leaning against the wall, Luo Ming tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"At a time like this, he's the only one who'd still dare come-"

The next second, he stood, opened the door, grabbed the omega by his collar, and yanked hard.

Then, with a bang, the door slammed shut again.

The cameraman: "????" What just happened? Why do my legs feel a little weak?

The livestream chat: "!!!!" Are we at the forced-love part now? Open the door, I want to watch!

The comments erupted.

[Holy shit! That was Luo Ergou just now, right? He moved so fast, like a leopard!]

[Isn't this a symptom of an alpha's rut? Is Assistant Chen going to get... What do I do? I'm suddenly so excited!]

[Quick, switch channels and look at Luo Ergou's room! Those two must be going at it hard!]

[Oh my, the cool assistant getting ravished-just thinking about it gets me all egg-cited! Go, go, go!]

[Don't bother. All the feeds in Luo Ergou's room are black. No idea whether the signal cut out or someone deliberately stopped the broadcast.]

[Grass is a plant. I'm tired of saying it.]

[...]

The room was pitch-black. With nothing visible, hearing became exceptionally sharp.

Rapid, rough, scorching breaths washed over his cheek.

Chen Bei couldn't help asking, "How much did you drink to get this wasted?"

"Not much." Luo Ming leaned toward Chen Bei's neck, bringing his nose close to the blocking patch. "Only half a glass."

Chen Bei shifted aside. "Being drunk is no excuse for leaving your post without permission."

Luo Ming followed him. "Assistant Chen, you smell so good. What do your pheromones smell like?"

"Ergou, please behave."

Chen Bei tried to push him away, but his palm landed on hard chest muscles.

His wrist was caught in turn. In the darkness, Luo Ming's gaze gradually grew hazy. "What if... I don't want to behave?"

As he spoke, he smiled, his two pearly canine teeth gleaming strangely. "Assistant Chen, I want to..."

"Hiss-"

That hurt!

Luo Ming's brows knitted tightly, a barely perceptible shadow crossing his face. The next second, he twisted to look at his backside. "You wouldn't go so far as to-"

Give me a shot in the ass?!

"I would," Chen Bei replied blandly as he pushed in the special suppressant. "Even wanting to is unacceptable. Even wanting to is a crime."

"Have you calmed down now?"

Clutching his backside, Luo Ming looked utterly done with life. "Mm."

Once Chen Bei pulled out the needle, he backed away two steps.

After calming down, Luo Ming privately felt relieved. Good thing he hadn't actually bitten him, or who knew what germs he might have picked up.

At the same time, he felt a little regretful. He had been just a little short of finding out what Assistant Chen's pheromones smelled like...

In the unlit room, their eyes met, neither saying a word.

Some unnamed feeling slowly flowed between them.

For a moment, the atmosphere was even more intimate and charged than during the pheromone dysregulation earlier.

"Assistant Chen, you-"

Luo Ming began hoarsely, only for a ringing phone to interrupt him.

He watched Chen Bei deftly pull out his phone and say, "Okay, I'll be right there," as he opened the door.

Luo Ming was left alone in the room again.

He stood dazed for a few seconds before suddenly realizing something. "Huh?"

"Assistant Chen wasn't affected at all?"

After leaving the room, Chen Bei's knees buckled, and he nearly fell to the floor. Fortunately, the cameraman beside him caught him.

"Assistant Chen, are you okay?" the cameraman asked with concern.

Chen Bei waved a hand. "I'm fine. I just need to spray on some medicine."

He took out the pheromone blocker he carried with him and sprayed his face a few times.

Seeing this, the cameraman couldn't resist fishing for gossip and cautiously asked, "Did anything happen between you and President Ming in the room just now?"

"Yes." Feeling somewhat better, Chen Bei answered blandly.

The cameraman's eyes instantly lit up. "..." Aaaah, am I allowed to hear this?

Assistant Chen is so nice. He really doesn't treat me like an outsider.

The comments shared his thoughts.

[Ohoho! What happened? A marking?! Temporary or permanent?!]

[Probably temporary. If it was permanent in such a short time, Luo Ergou really doesn't have much stamina!]

[Quick, quick, quick, Assistant Chen, don't hold back. Give us the details!]

The cameraman was clearly just as impatient. "Um, could you tell us more specifically?"

Chen Bei glanced sideways at him. "Do I really need to go into detail about giving someone a shot in the ass?"

The cameraman: "..."

Why's that different from what I imagined?

By the time Chen Bei arrived at the scene, Luo Chenghai had already caught the culprit and dragged him straight over.

"He was the one who drugged it."

"I've already finished educating him on the law. He's willing to confess and turn himself in."

"Assistant Chen, you should give me extra points this time, right?"

The outstanding student council officer proudly sought credit. Chen Bei glanced at him. "Who drank the drugged drink?"

Luo Chenghai choked at the question. "I-it should've been my eldest brother, right?"

"This guy was trying to make Meng Han drink, and he snatched it over and drank it."

Chen Bei: "Smooth."