The next day, Luo Hang left home at eight o'clock in the morning.
He was wearing an extra-long down jacket and carrying a thermos, standing at the elevator entrance.
The elevator doors dinged and slowly opened to both sides. Luo Hang was about to enter when he suddenly noticed someone looking at him. He paused and looked up.
Jiang Qingye stood in the middle of the elevator, wearing a silver-gray suit. When he met Luo Hang's gaze, his eyes met directly.
Luo Hang paused for only a second before calmly shifting his gaze away, as if he didn't recognize Jiang Qingye, his smooth profile appearing slightly indifferent.
Jiang Qingye raised an eyebrow slightly and gave a light smirk.
His face changed faster than the weather.
The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and Luo Hang stepped out as soon as the doors opened.
The man followed behind him, slowly swaying out.
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When they met again later, the idol drama that Luo Hang had already been broadcast.
This idol drama was made solely to cash in on fans. The costumes, props, lighting, editing, and filters were all incredibly perfunctory, and the plot was ridiculously melodramatic.
Therefore, as soon as the show aired, it was immediately bombarded with criticism, and the show, which aired in March, has already been nominated as the worst modern drama of the year.
Fortunately, Luo Hang had very few scenes, and with his stunning good looks that outshone the two main characters, he narrowly escaped being ridiculed by the entire internet.
Even so, he was still in a very bad mood.
His face had been gloomy for several days, and his assistant had been avoiding him lately.
Luo Hang stayed at home for several days, and his agent finally couldn't stand it anymore. He gave him an invitation to a banquet so he could make more friends.
Luo Hang is rather withdrawn and often speaks very maliciously, so he has practically no friends. He has a cat named Noble Consort at home, and when he's not working, he spends the whole day playing video games with Noble Consort at home.
Luo Hang knew this was his agent's good intention, and although he was impatient, he still went anyway.
He stayed in the corner, constantly watching the surveillance footage on his phone.
The little white cat, nicknamed Noble Consort but officially named Noble Consort Luo, was rummaging through toilet paper on Luo Hang's big bed, its tiny paws scratching the paper until it was almost reduced to shreds.
Luo Hang showed no anger whatsoever, staring intently at his phone as if passing the time.
Jiang Qingye arrived late, halfway through the banquet.
He was casually dressed in a silk shirt; the black fabric made his skin appear even whiter than snow. Alphas are always tall and imposing. As he walked in through the door, he casually picked up a glass of champagne from the table. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling seemed to favor him.
Even though he was late, the host of the banquet greeted him with a smile.
He smiled faintly, his captivating eyes fixed on the champagne in his hand, responding casually.
Luo Hang stared at his phone for a few seconds, then quickly looked up at Jiang Qingye.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
At the fourth second, he lowered his head again.
He stared at his phone for a few seconds, but his mind wasn't on it at all. He then looked up at Jiang Qingye.
After repeating these actions several times, even a single bystander would feel compelled to register him for a mental hospital.
Luo Hang breathed a sigh of relief.
You're so useless.
He cursed himself inwardly.
After cursing, he looked up again, intending to sneak a peek at the person, but this time he was caught red-handed.
After three or four months apart, Jiang Qingye seemed unchanged, his eyes fixed on Luo Hang.
Feeling guilty, Luo Hang immediately lowered his head.
He was looking at his phone absentmindedly when a pair of black leather shoes suddenly came into view.
The suit trousers accentuated Alpha's straight and long legs, causing Luo Hang to pause for a moment.
He slowly raised his head and saw Jiang Qingye standing in front of him, his gaze unfathomable.
The two stared at each other for about a minute before Luo Hang awkwardly turned his head away. "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qingye: "Nothing much, I was just afraid you wouldn't get enough of it, so you can see it more clearly when you get closer."
Luo Hang; "..."
He choked on his words: "I wasn't looking at you."
Jiang Qingye's lips curled slightly. "Hmm, your ears are red."
As he spoke, Luo Hang felt a chill on his earlobe.
Jiang Qingye actually reached out and touched his earlobe.
It was a brief, fleeting moment, lasting less than a second.
After Luo Hang realized what was happening, his face instantly turned bright red, an explosive red.
Jiang Qingye knew when to stop, and left with his champagne.
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Luo Hang stayed for a while longer before getting up and going to the restroom.
As I left the restroom and passed the rest area, I suddenly smelled a strong scent of cedar.
Very strong.
It was so strong that Luo Hang's glands felt a little uncomfortable.
It seems that Alphas are entering their most vulnerable period.
He paused, hesitated for a few seconds, and then raised his hand to knock on the door of the lounge.
"Who?"
A slightly hoarse male voice came from inside.
Luo Hang pursed his lips. "Do you need any help?"
A few seconds later, the door was opened from the inside.
The man who had just been nonchalant now wore a restrained expression, his lips were crimson, and three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his delicate collarbone and a large expanse of chest.
Luo Hang was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Qingye gripped the doorknob with one hand. "How can I help?"
Luo Hang: "I have inhibitors in my pocket."
Jiang Qingye's eyes burned with alarm. "I've been drugged, and ordinary inhibitors don't work."
Doesn't work?
Luo Hang hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head. "What should we do then? I'll call 120 for you."
Jiang Qingye remained silent.
Luo Hang waited for a long time but didn't hear him speak, so he couldn't help but look up at him.
He happened to bump into a pair of lustful eyes.
"You... you can't?"
His words were simple and straightforward.
Luo Hang's heart suddenly raced.
A series of hurried footsteps approached, startling him. He glanced over and caught a glimpse of an Alpha groping an Omega as the two stumbled towards the adjacent lounge.
The obscene words reached Luo Hang's ears.
" President Pei, you're in too much of a hurry."
O mega's voice was sweet and cloying. Alpha patted its butt. "You'll see how impatient I am in a minute."
Luo Hang instinctively turned to the side; after all, he was still a public figure, and it wouldn't be good for him to be seen.
He had just turned slightly when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a hand.
That hand was unusually hot and very strong.
The next second, Luo Hang was pulled into his arms.
Alpha's warm breath brushed against his ear.
Luo Hang was stunned.
The next second, he pushed Jiang Qingye away.
Jiang Qingye leaned against the threshold. "What is it now?"
Luo Hang pursed his lips; the two people next to him had already entered the lounge.
To put it nicely, it's a lounge; to put it bluntly, it's just a place to sleep temporarily.
"I'm not that kind of person."
Luo Hang said unhappily.
Jiang Qingye chuckled softly, her gaze slowly sweeping over his flushed earlobes and cheeks.
"I know."
You're shy.
He spoke slowly and firmly in those two short sentences.
Luo Hang sighed and quickly glanced at the man's pants with his eyes downcast.
The suit fabric is soft, yet it cannot conceal certain curves.
His ears burned a little more. "You really can't hold back anymore?"
Jiang Qingye noticed his gaze, raised an eyebrow slightly, and made no attempt to hide it.
Isn't it obvious?
Luo Hang swallowed and looked up at Jiang Qingye again.
The man was tall and slender, and the shirt he was wearing looked almost like he wasn't wearing it at all.
He had full pectoral muscles, a silver chain around his neck, and his Adam's apple bobbed occasionally.
He is a very mature man.
The image of him in his school uniform occasionally popped into Luo Hang's mind.
The school uniform consisted of a black suit jacket over a white shirt and a black tie.
Luo Hang licked his lips and suddenly tugged at Jiang Qingye's shirt.
The man was forced to bend over, Luo Hang kissed his lips.
Um.
He was too nervous.
The kiss went astray.
He only managed to kiss the corner of Jiang Qingye's lips.
Jiang Qingye paused for a moment.
Luo Hang was so nervous that his breathing was unsteady.
He lowered his eyes and saw the man's hand, which was resting at his side, suddenly move.
The next second, Luo Hang was pulled in.
The door slammed shut.
He was pinned against the door, and the man cupped his chin with one hand and kissed him.
Jiang Qingye's lips touched Luo Hang's lips, stayed pressed together for about two or three seconds, and then he licked Luo Hang's lower lip.
His lower lip was rather thin, and he lightly swept it across.
Luo Hang almost forgot how to breathe.
He subconsciously breathed through his mouth, but since he was being pressed down and kissed, it seemed to Jiang Qingye like a silent invitation.
He paused, then his tongue probed inside, touching something soft.
Alpha's saliva was full of pheromones, so Jiang Qingye tasted a strong pear blossom flavor.
"Your pheromones..."
Jiang Qingye stepped back slightly, his voice hoarse. "So sweet."
Pheromones are inherently very personal substances, so this statement is essentially a flirtatious remark.
Luo Hang swallowed subconsciously. The next second, his suit was ripped open, and Jiang Qingye kissed him while unbuttoning his shirt.
He moved his kisses from the boy's chin down to his slender neck, collarbone, and Adam's apple, leaving his mark on every part.
Luo Hang's breathing gradually became rapid.
He had never known before that his body could produce so many amazing reactions.
His face was hot and flushed, his breathing was heavy, and he even seemed to have an indescribable longing.
The room was very quiet, so the sounds of kissing were especially noticeable.
Luo Hang instinctively gripped Jiang Qingye's shirt tightly.
He tore the expensive shirt to shreds, and even the buttons popped off.
"Click--"
The belt was unbuckled, with a clear metallic sound.
It sounds so good it makes your heart race and your face flush.
Luo Hang was almost too scared to look. The next second, a hand landed on his waist, and he was lifted up in someone's arms.
Although Luo Hang is an Alpha, he is relatively thin because of the requirements for appearing on camera and his frequent dance practice.
The beds in the lounge were large and soft, with disposable sheets and duvet covers, and even condoms were thoughtfully provided in the bedside table.
Jiang Qingye propped himself up, looking down at the person beneath him.
Luo Hang's eyelashes trembled several times. The light above his head was a bit dazzling, but perhaps it was Jiang Qingye's gaze that he couldn't bear. He closed his eyes in shame.
Why are you looking at me?
Jiang Qingye: "Just to see how good you look."
Luo Hang: "..."
He pursed his lips, opened his eyes uncomfortably, and pursed his lips again and again.
Jiang Qingye waited patiently.
Luo Hang asked in a low voice, "Did you say that to all your previous lovers?"
Jiang Qingye raised an eyebrow, "Those ex-lovers?"
He drawled, "Why do you ask that?"
Luo Hang: "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."
Jiang Qingye paused for a moment, "I didn't have a lover before."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Luo Hang again, biting Luo Hang's lips.
Luo Hang was still in a daze.
Jiang Qingye's words were still processing in my mind.
Did you not have a lover before?
But he's really good at it; it didn't feel like it was his first time kissing.
Just as Luo Hang was about to ask more questions, he was kissed even more deeply.
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In fact, Alpha pheromones can attack each other unless one of them is willing to suppress its pheromones.
The entire room was filled with the scent of cedar. Luo Hang squinted, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling.
The chandelier swayed gently, its hanging pendants reflecting the light.
A completely unfamiliar feeling.
My body felt out of control; all my sensations were given to me by others.
Happiness or pain is entirely beyond his control.
"Your legs are beautiful; they must look even better when you dance."
The hoarse voice reached Luo Hang's ears, Luo Hang took a deep breath. "Have you ever seen me dance?"
Jiang Qingye said, "I watched it during this year's Spring Festival Gala."
When Luo Hang opened his eyes again, it was already 11 a. m. the next day.
He was the only one left in the lounge. The sheets and duvet cover had been changed; the old ones were soaked and unusable.
His lower back ached, and his body felt like it was filled with tens of kilograms of cement. He struggled to get up and picked up his phone from the bedside table.
There were over a hundred unread messages.
The agent made about fifty phone calls, while the assistant sent a ton of messages.
[Brother, where are you? (crying)(crying)(crying)]
[Brother, don't scare me, waaaaaah!]
Luo Hang returned the call to his agent.
The agent's voice was unusually calm, but his words betrayed his anxiety. "Great, if I hadn't been able to reach you, I would have called the police."
Luo Hang: "I'm fine..."
He stopped after saying only three words, because his voice was unusually hoarse.
Agents have children; they've seen it all and eaten it all.
He asked sharply, "What's wrong?"
Luo Hang: "Nothing much."
He instinctively wanted to deny it, but his agent asked seriously, "You slept with someone last night?"
Luo Hang: "..."
He didn't respond, nor did he know what to say.
The agent couldn't help but raise his voice. "Was it forced or was it a setup? Was that person an Alpha or an Omega?"
Luo Hang: "..."
All that could be heard on the phone was his steady breathing.
The agent muttered, "Could it be a Beta?"
Luo Hang gripped the blanket tightly, and whispered, "I did it willingly."
Are you crazy?
The agent spoke rapidly, "Are you out of your mind, or are you just blinded by grease?"
Luo Hang repeated only one sentence, "I did it voluntarily."
Agent: "Will you two date?"
Luo Hang: "No."
He didn't even need to hesitate about this question.
Because of Jiang Qingye's family background, he was destined for an arranged marriage.
Agent: "Will he give you resources?"
Luo Hang: "Probably not."
Agent: "So what did you get?"