The Beta Fake Young Master Just Wants to Decline the Shura Field - Chapter 6

Jiang Lanyi raised his arms to protect his head, but the expected punch did not fall.

Xiao Chi merely grabbed his waist with one hand while propping the other against the door. His breathing was heavy, falling before Jiang Lanyi’s face and onto his crossed wrists. The hot air touched the cool skin and quickly condensed into moisture, leaving Jiang Lanyi feeling damp.

As the danger alarm subsided, Jiang Lanyi tried to lower his hands. However, Xiao Chi seemed to sense his movement. Thinking Jiang Lanyi wanted to push him away, Xiao Chi pinned his wrists back down in the blink of an eye, pressing his entire body against the door.

That other hand remained firmly on his waist.

The vast room was dark and silent. The floor-to-ceiling windows were obscured by heavy curtains. The sunset sea view that should have been fully visible was reduced to mere slivers of afterglow peeking through the gaps. All the furniture was shrouded in an ambiguous pinkish-purple hue, including the rumpled sheets of the king-sized bed.

The style of Xiao Chi’s room matched Jiang Lanyi’s impression of him: cold, conservative, and lacking eye-catching colors. Yet, when the minimalist black, white, and gray tones stood in the shadows of the sunset, even the dullest cylinder appeared soft.

Speaking of cylinders, there was one on the nightstand. It was probably an aromatherapy candle.

Otherwise, there would not be such a scent in Xiao Chi’s room, a faint and haunting fragrance that made one feel as though they were deep in the wilderness, with the chilly mist of a forest lingering at the tip of the nose.

“Why did you light a candle but not turn on the lights?” Jiang Lanyi spoke, only then realizing his throat felt a bit dry.

They were so close that he had to look up to see Xiao Chi’s expression clearly. Xiao Chi’s long brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were slightly unfocused, darkly reflecting Jiang Lanyi’s face, causing the latter to hold his breath for a moment.

Why is he looking at me like that?

Xiao Chi’s lips moved, but no sound came out. Jiang Lanyi instinctively swallowed, yet his throat remained dry. His anger had mostly dissipated. “What did you say?”

Xiao Chi brought his head closer in an intimate gesture, his lips brushing against Jiang Lanyi’s ear. “I said, do not look at me like that.” Jiang Lanyi’s heart skipped a beat. Clearly, those were the words he should have been saying.

“None of your business.” Jiang Lanyi turned his head away, unaware that the tips of his ears had suddenly turned red right under Xiao Chi’s gaze. Since his hands were restrained, his only way to resist was to kick Xiao Chi’s shin. “Alright, let go of me.”

His tone was aggressive, but his aura was weak.

However, he had forgotten that his legs had been trained for years through water resistance. If he did not control his strength, it was easy to knock someone over.

Fortunately, Xiao Chi was an Alpha with a very stable center of gravity. He merely let out a pained grunt from the kick, feeling that a bruise would likely form, yet he still did not let go. He even muttered, “I will not let go again. It is impossible; do not even think about it.”

Jiang Lanyi could not hear what he was whispering to himself. Xiao Chi had never been this incoherent.

He turned his head back to observe Xiao Chi’s condition again, but his ear brushed against something soft. The extreme temperature gave him a fright.

“Xiao Chi, do you have a fever? Did you get sick from overworking?” Jiang Lanyi asked. Xiao Chi closed his eyes and remained silent, leaning his body forward to envelop him easily. Jiang Lanyi struggled to stretch his neck, fearing he might be crushed to death. “Hey, Xiao Chi!”

Startling heat emanated from the fragile skin of his neck. Jiang Lanyi stopped worrying about safe social distancing and reached his face out to touch Xiao Chi’s. “You are so hot. Where is your medicine cabinet? Should I call Butler Zhang to come over?”

The words of concern were right by his ear, but to Xiao Chi, they felt as if they were behind a barrier, muffled and bubbling.

His rut, though delayed for so long, had finally arrived.

His pheromones had been severely disordered lately. He had used up most of the suppressants in his drawer, reaching a critical threshold. The restless heat of the past few days had prompted him to stay away from Jiang Lanyi as much as possible to avoid hurting him.

In fact, Xiao Chi had already consulted the family doctor to adjust his medication. He had been taking the soothing agents on schedule and in the correct dosage. Logically, the heat of the rut should not have been this aggressive.

However, during the dinner at Xunwan the other night, the person in charge from the B-side had called two Omegas to accompany them. They had taken the liberty of removing the neutralizing patches from their glands, and one of them was actually in heat. The stray pheromones clung to Xiao Chi’s body, causing significant stimulation to his nerves and hormone secretion.

He had canceled the partnership immediately. But encountering that person again today, the man actually had the audacity to continue his attempts.

The disgusting scent of powder surfaced in his mind. Xiao Chi let out a difficult, low pant and buried his face deep into the crook of Jiang Lanyi’s neck, taking a long breath. This way, aside from the restless scent of camphor, he could smell nothing else.

Poor Jiang Lanyi felt his hair stand on end from the sniff.

Xiao Chi was currently acting like he was “huffing a cat.” Was he so delirious from the fever that he started dreaming? Sniffing all over his shoulder, he better not get any snot on it.

“Hey, Xiao Chi!” Jiang Lanyi’s stern voice suddenly warped, the end of his sentence rising before quickly collapsing into a soft moan.

A flexible waist, conditioned by long-term exercise, was captured in a single hand. Five long, powerful fingers with prominent bones rubbed slowly through the fabric, making the skin on his lower back turn scorching hot.

It is dangerous. Those words flashed through Xiao Chi’s chaotic mind, but he could not grasp them, nor could he take the correct action based on them.

An Alpha’s tongue and palms emitted the thick, scorching heat unique to the rut, almost panting like a wolf to dissipate the warmth.

His lips were right at the crook of Jiang Lanyi’s neck. A bit further would be the Beta’s completely defenseless gland.

Jiang Lanyi was casual by nature and never avoided exposing this private area.

Not long before the graduation ceremony, the schools of Economics and Literature had played a game of basketball. There were over a dozen people, including both Alphas and Betas. The collisions sent adrenaline spiking and sweat pouring. Neutralizing patches tended to peel at the edges when wet, and pheromones inevitably leaked during physical contact.

Under years of physiological guidance and social conditioning, the young Alphas would frown and avoid each other to prevent a real fight from breaking out. Then, it would not be basketball, but a brawl.

Only Jiang Lanyi was completely unaffected by the entanglement of pheromones. Leading several equally tall Betas with excellent coordination, he fought his way through the opposition, leaped high, and slammed the ball into the hoop with one hand, making the rim clang loudly.

“Two points!”

The cheers from the School of Literature outside the court were loud enough to blow the lids off passersby. Facing the lively crowd, Xiao Chi stood on the other side of the court where there were few shadows, looking like a passerby unrelated to the game.

But he remembered that the sun was very bright that day. When Jiang Lanyi jumped, Xiao Chi looked up and saw his athletic body perfectly framed within the halo of the round sun.

His eyes throbbed and turned red from the glare, and a few tears leaked from his tear ducts, but he did not blink.

He spared no effort in scanning Jiang Lanyi’s healthy, flushed skin, knowing that the neck was soaked with sweat and that the weak gland at the spinous process showed a faint pink, the same color as the other joints on Jiang Lanyi’s body.

Like a strawberry daifuku. Soft white glutinous rice wrapping cream and strawberry. It was a dessert that was too sweet and cloying, something Xiao Chi had never tried.

That day after school, Xiao Chi had Butler Zhang buy a box. He did not put them in the fridge, so the daifuku was a bit wilted and soft. His canines easily bit through the glutinous rice skin, and the soft cream inside oozed out with a cloying sweetness.

He thought then: If Jiang Lanyi were an Omega, or even an Alpha, would his pheromones smell like strawberry daifuku? It would be a scent that one could never get enough of.

He wanted to lick it. He wanted to mark him.

A Beta could also be marked. Right at this thin, tender to the touch spot, he could sink his canines in, just like biting the back of a beast’s neck during mating, and forcefully inject the pheromones that were currently crashing against the walls of his body.

What kind of expression would Jiang Lanyi have when he was marked? Would that high-spirited young face be made a mess of by the powerful scent of camphor?

Xiao Chi’s exhales grew coarser while his inhales were very light, making the side of Jiang Lanyi’s neck alternate between tingling and numbness. A person who has lost consciousness is heavy; an Alpha lost in the chaos of a rut is even more so.

At this moment, Jiang Lanyi was trapped between the Alpha’s body and the door, unaware of the ancient memories flashing through Xiao Chi’s brain. He was still trying to wake him up. “Xiao Chi, Xiao Chi, your family is going bankrupt. Your Bentley was crashed, and the insurance company will not pay.”

But the more he shouted, the more Xiao Chi squeezed against him, as if there were countless invisible people behind them pushing into a subway car, refusing to stop until the two of them were flattened into a double cheeseburger.

Jiang Lanyi gradually lost oxygen, his ears ringing and his chest aching as he gasped for air. He hardened his heart, focused his attention, raised his right foot high, and slammed his knee into Xiao Chi’s lower abdomen.

“Ugh!” A flash of clarity crossed Xiao Chi’s eyes. He doubled over and collapsed onto the floor, kneeling at Jiang Lanyi’s feet with his forehead resting against the bridge of the other man’s foot.

Jiang Lanyi clutched his throat, coughing hoarsely and shedding a few physiological tears. He lifted his foot to walk out, intending to get his phone and call Butler Zhang.

Looking at Xiao Chi now, even someone like him who had always slacked off in biology class knew something was wrong. But he was not a doctor; he had to call in a professional.

Just as Jiang Lanyi’s heel lifted from the ground, Xiao Chi seemed to sense it. Enduring the bone-deep, dull pain in his abdomen, he grabbed Jiang Lanyi’s calves with both hands. “Do not go, please do not go.”

Jiang Lanyi: “…” He pulled once, then twice, but could not budge.

Although it was highly inappropriate, the current Xiao Chi was perfectly suited to shout a famous line: “Yizi, what am I supposed to do without you, Yizi?”

Jiang Lanyi was revolted by the association. He truly did not have the heart to kick the sick man a second time, so he dragged the dead weight of the Alpha for two steps, nearly giving himself a cramp.

“I am truly fed up with you Alphas. If you had this much strength, why did you not just swim over that day? Why did you get angry at me afterward, and now you are acting like this?”

Jiang Lanyi grumbled with a face full of frustration, remembering why he had knocked on Xiao Chi’s door in the first place, which made his anger flare up again.

With a huge Xiao Chi hugging his legs, Jiang Lanyi really could not move. He used his free foot to stomp on Xiao Chi’s shoulder twice. He wanted to vent his frustration, but it felt like kicking a sandbag, making the sole of his foot ache.

Xiao Chi’s body swayed a couple of times as if he had cleared his head slightly, and he looked up with effort. His black hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead. The superior lines of his brow bone, now dampened, looked like the heavy ink of a landscape painting.

Jiang Lanyi’s towering rage was dampened once again.

He asked, “Can you hear me? Hey, Xiao Chi!”

Xiao Chi closed his eyes. “Do not go, Jiang Lanyi, do not go.” As proud a man as he was, he whispered with such humility that it was almost a plea. “Do not meet him. Do not agree to his request.”

Jiang Lanyi suspected he heard a sob.

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