Over The Top! He Keeps Making the Gold-Digging Alpha Cry - Chapter 91
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- Chapter 91 - My Butt Isn't Lined With Gold
Lu Yanbai, an Omega, had a bloody and raw wound yesterday after being bitten by him, but today it was only a red mark.
How could the mark on his own Alpha butt still be so obvious, looking no different from yesterday?
Most importantly, it hurt to touch.
Xu Wanxing frowned, softly hissed and sighed, and touched his butt a few more times.
Just as he was about to retract his hand, a hand, separated by the quilt, pressed down on his. The force aggressively pressed his hand right onto the bite mark on his butt.
“Hiss—”
Xu Wanxing cried out in pain. Half of his butt felt numb, and his eyes involuntarily watered.
“What’s wrong?” Lu Yanbai’s voice came from above his head.
Xu Wanxing looked up, his eyes hazy with tears. “My butt hurts. Let go quickly. My butt is going to break.”
Lu Yanbai quickly retracted his hand, lifted the quilt, and pulled Xu Wanxing’s butt to look at it.
Xu Wanxing: ?!!!
Wait a minute, this scene doesn’t seem right.
You don’t need to be this concerned about my butt.
He felt a chilly sensation on his butt, an empty feeling of being naked.
Xu Wanxing tensed his buttocks, covered his butt with his hand, and nervously looked down. Only then did he remember he was wearing pants.
Xu Wanxing sighed in relief.
Then he realized something else was wrong. These weren’t his pants from yesterday. These pajamas were clearly newly changed.
He had been drunk and incoherent. Could he have changed his pants by himself?
The answer to who changed his pants was obvious.
That subtle sense of naked shame swept over him again.
“It’s fine. It actually doesn’t hurt,” Xu Wanxing said evasively.
Lu Yanbai’s expression was serious. “No, I need to check if there’s any inflammation. I should have applied some ointment last night.”
Xu Wanxing tried desperately to cover it, but he couldn’t resist Lu Yanbai’s strength. His pants were pulled down to the middle of his hips, dividing his round, full buttocks into two halves.
Lu Yanbai examined the bite mark on Xu Wanxing’s butt for a few seconds and sighed.
“It’s bruised. Looks like I bit too hard. I’m sorry, Baby. I’ll get some medicine to apply for you.” Lu Yanbai’s tone was apologetic as he got up and left.
Xu Wanxing was stunned for a moment, unsure whether he should pull up his pants or not.
The current position was exactly where his butt felt hot earlier. The sun shone directly on his butt.
It was warm.
This time, there was no one next to him. Xu Wanxing scooted toward Lu Yanbai’s side, avoiding the sun, and hugged a pillow to lie on his stomach.
Lu Yanbai returned quickly with the ointment in hand. Seeing Xu Wanxing hugging his pillow, face buried in it, he was slightly taken aback, a soft light flashing in his eyes.
He then sat on the edge of the bed and began applying the ointment to Xu Wanxing’s butt.
“Ehh…” Xu Wanxing gasped loudly, then buried his face deeper into the pillow.
It was too cold.
Freezing his butt.
“It’s a little cold. Just bear with it,” Lu Yanbai’s voice was normal, yet carrying a subtle, husky undertone. His eyes held a dark intensity, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
This situation always made his imagination run wild.
Anyone who saw this scene would cover their eyes and quickly leave.
Lu Yanbai, however, discreetly surveyed the scene, looking for a while, yet doing nothing else.
He stood up and said, “I’ll go check on breakfast. I’ll bring it up for you to eat later. Be a good boy, Baby, and don’t move around, or you’ll rub off the ointment.”
Hearing the door close, Xu Wanxing finally dared to breathe. He had been holding his breath earlier and almost suffocated himself.
This was too awkward.
The protagonist Omega applying ointment to his butt.
His butt wasn’t lined with gold. Why did he deserve this?
Anyone who saw this would immediately think something was 100% wrong. Luckily, he was the person involved and understood that this was probably just Lu Yanbai being too kind.
Otherwise, he would instantly misinterpret the relationship between himself and Lu Yanbai.
Breakfast was brought up shortly after. It was Western-style bacon, fried eggs, and toast, made by the helper.
Xu Wanxing propped himself up on the pillow, wondering how he was supposed to eat. Suddenly, a soft, sweet mass was stuffed into his mouth.
Chewing for a moment, Xu Wanxing looked at Lu Yanbai in surprise, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Lu Yanbai cut another piece of fried egg and put it into Xu Wanxing’s mouth, smiling. “What’s wrong? Is it not good for me to feed you?”
Xu Wanxing’s cheek was puffed out. He grabbed his messy hair, feeling like he still wasn’t fully awake.
Lu Yanbai continued to feed him bite by bite until Xu Wanxing finished breakfast. Lu Yanbai went downstairs, and Xu Wanxing stared blankly at the bedroom door.
This world is too surreal.
Once the ointment on his butt had dried and absorbed, Xu Wanxing quickly put on his pants, tidied up, and hurried downstairs.
Lu Yanbai wasn’t on the first floor. Xu Wanxing searched around and asked the helper, only to learn that Lu Yanbai was in the gym on the second floor.
He reached the gym. The door wasn’t closed. Xu Wanxing gave it a light push, and it opened.
Lu Yanbai was doing pull-ups. He was wearing a shirt and pants, yet Xu Wanxing felt it was almost better if he hadn’t worn anything.
Sweat had dampened his clothes, sticking to his body and perfectly outlining Lu Yanbai’s physique.
With each breath, Lu Yanbai’s arm muscles tensed as he did pull-ups rhythmically.
Lu Yanbai was still wearing that shirt. He clearly saw Lu Yanbai button it all the way up when he left the bedroom.
Why was it now like it was on the bed, with only the middle button fastened and the rest wide open?
Is he doing it on purpose?
That should be impossible.
How could Lu Yanbai intentionally flirt with him and entice him?
It must be an accident.
Suddenly, Xu Wanxing saw the mark on Lu Yanbai’s chest. He pursed his lips and couldn’t help but say, “The mark on your chest where I bit you, maybe you should put some ointment on that too.”
Lu Yanbai got off the bar and looked at his chest, following Xu Wanxing’s suggestion.
“It doesn’t seem serious.”
Before Xu Wanxing could speak, Lu Yanbai sharply pulled open the shirt near the area.
The force was completely different from the strength Xu Wanxing used to pull Lu Yanbai’s clothes open in bed.
Half of Lu Yanbai’s shoulder was exposed.
Xu Wanxing didn’t know where to look. He swallowed hard. “You should still put some on. Hurry and put your shirt on, or you’ll catch a cold.”
Lu Yanbai chuckled softly. “Baby, you’re so cute. Do you know what the weather is like now? I just exercised and worked up a sweat. How could I be cold?”
Xu Wanxing looked at Lu Yanbai’s chest, wanting to cry. That excuse was clearly made up, full of holes, of course.
He didn’t want to look at Lu Yanbai’s chest either, but his eyes just couldn’t help staring there.
He suspected Lu Yanbai put magnets on his chest, yet he didn’t suspect himself of being a pervert.
Xu Wanxing finally relaxed when Lu Yanbai brushed past him to apply the ointment outside.
The gym was large, containing many pieces of equipment that Xu Wanxing had only seen in commercial gyms.
He had never had a chance to try them.
A poor worker bee couldn’t afford to spend money on a gym membership.
Especially a pauper like him.
Xu Wanxing stared at the pull-up bar Lu Yanbai had used for a few seconds.