“Be good. Is there anywhere else you’re feeling unwell?”
The word “unwell” seemed to trigger a switch. Slowly, the young boy in his arms curled the corners of his mouth downward, looking incredibly aggrieved.
“The Mister’s uncle… his words… unhappy…”
Shen Jiayu replied in a soft, slurred voice. A wave of icy coldness rose in Wen Xiuheng’s heart. It was obvious that Yan Junhe had deliberately approached Shen Jiayu while he was away.
The Alpha stroked the edge of the boy’s lips and asked warmly, “What unhappy things did he say, hmm?”
But Shen Jiayu seemed to be getting even more drunk, unable to clearly understand the question anymore.
He simply continued speaking, his aggrieved little face filled with utter seriousness and certainty: “…Mister… Mister is clearly a very good person, very gentle…”
Wen Xiuheng froze abruptly, his movements coming to a sudden halt.
His finger paused at the corner of Shen Jiayu’s lip, eliciting a soft, kitten like murmur from the boy.
“Mmh…”
The Alpha resumed stroking the youth’s lips, slightly tightening his grip on the back of his neck. A blizzard seemed to be brewing within his deep, dark eyes.
The man’s voice was low and hoarse as he repeated, “Very good, very gentle… is that so?”
The expression on Shen Jiayu’s face was innocent and dazed. In his drunken state, he didn’t understand why the “Mister” in front of him was repeating his words.
Wen Xiuheng lowered his silver-gray pupils and laughed softly.
He felt… very happy, if that was indeed the impression he had left on the child.
Shen Jiayu’s gaze inadvertently fell upon the man’s chest. A hint of pleasant surprise flickered in his eyes, and like a little kitten, he began to squirm in the man’s arms, trying to sit up.
The youth’s voice was soft and sweet due to the alcohol, sounding very much like he was acting spoiled: “Uh… mnh… I want to, I want to get up.”
Wen Xiuheng thought the boy just wanted to change positions. He placed his large hands behind the boy to support his slender, soft waist, his voice filled with indulgence and helplessness: “Mm, okay. I’ll help you.”
Two large hands covered the corset and the waist chain simultaneously, easily encircling the boy’s narrow waist with room to spare.
Holding Shen Jiayu by the waist, Wen Xiuheng lifted him to sit astride his lap.
The youth sat over him with legs parted, his exquisite, beautiful face flushed crimson, even the corners of his eyes stained red.
Wen Xiuheng felt both love and heartache. One arm remained around the boy’s waist while the other hand caressed his cheek: “Is this better, good child?”
Shen Jiayu was far too drunk to understand the words. If he were sober, the address “good child” would have made him lower his eyes and look away in shyness.
Now, Shen Jiayu blinked slowly, shook his head gently, and leaned closer to the man holding him.
To Wen Xiuheng’s surprise, Shen Jiayu reached out and slowly grabbed his tie.
The boy had an expression of absolute focus on his face, so serious that his brow was slightly furrowed and his lips were pursed. Sitting astride the man, he began to tie the necktie with great earnestness!
“It’s crooked… loose… I’ll fix it…” the boy muttered softly while working, entirely unaware that the tie had only become disarranged because the man had been holding him.
There was a sense of determination in his serious expression, as if he had finally found a long-awaited opportunity.
“I learned this… it goes like this…” Shen Jiayu finished clumsily. He seemed very satisfied with his handiwork, revealing a naive, pure smile, his eyes curving happily.
Wen Xiuheng let the boy do as he pleased the entire time, his heart melting into water. His love for Shen Jiayu was overflowing.
The man involuntarily tightened his arm around the youth and asked in a raspy, smiling voice, “Why did you learn how to tie a necktie?”
Shen Jiayu seemed to understand the question, answering innocently, “Because… it’s a partner’s duty.”
Wen Xiuheng paused briefly at the word “partner.”
The youth looked over his handiwork with curved eyes, but as he looked, he suddenly noticed something wasn’t right.
On the neck of the man holding him, near the Adam’s apple, there was a tiny, tiny black mark.
Shen Jiayu lowered his head to get closer. His soft, fluffy hair brushed against the man’s jaw, and his warm, moist breath drew nearer and nearer.
The depths of the man’s eyes turned dark and profound.
“Here… something is on you…”
What Shen Jiayu didn’t know was that it was actually a very tiny mole, like a faint dot of ink. In his drunken state, he mistook the mark on the man’s Adam’s apple for a smudge.
A slender, snow white finger lightly touched the “ink dot,” rubbing it gently.
He soon discovered the mark was still there. The drunken kitten didn’t give up and tried rubbing it again.
The warm, delicate sensation brushed against the skin, sweeping over the Adam’s apple. Breath fanned over his neck. In a place the “kitten” couldn’t see, the Alpha’s jaw tightened, and his entire body suddenly radiated an extremely dangerous aura.
But the kitten was still muttering innocently, “Mmh… it won’t come off…” His tone was tinged with grievance.
“Is that so?” The Alpha’s magnetic voice had become hoarse, suppressed to the absolute limit. The veins on his arms bulged.
“Mm…” the kitten replied aggrievedly. In his distraction, he suddenly lost his center of gravity and tumbled forward.
Before Shen Jiayu could even cry out, his soft, full lips accidentally brushed against the man’s Adam’s apple!
In the next second, Shen Jiayu’s world spun. The Alpha suddenly surged up and pinned him beneath his body.
The tassel and gemstone pendants at Shen Jiayu’s waist clinked together sharply.
The Alpha clamped both of the boy’s hands above his head with one hand, while the other pinched his chin, forcing Shen Jiayu to look at him.
Soft, rose colored hair lay scattered across the white bed, and the tassels at his waist were strewn messily by his side.
Wen Xiuheng looked down at him, his eyes darkened to the extreme. The Alpha clenched his teeth, his voice gravelly: “Jiayu, do you know what other duties a partner has?”
Like a confused newborn animal, Shen Jiayu opened his eyes wide and looked at him, instinctively reciting an answer he had previously searched for online.
With a pure expression, like a good child answering a question in class, he murmured softly, “There’s also… having babies.”
The Alpha’s eyes narrowed dangerously. His cold, crisp pheromones flooded the space, tightly enveloping Shen Jiayu.
Because of the alcohol, the youth didn’t realize how dangerous his behavior and answer were, especially in front of an S-class Alpha who loved him.
At this moment, Wen Xiuheng’s pheromones were crashing violently inside him. Every cell in his body was screaming, wanting to mark him regardless of the cost, to possess him completely, to fill his body with his own pheromones, to make him…
The Alpha’s large, vein-streaked hand slowly moved to the youth’s lower abdomen. Although they had eaten dinner, it was still flat and narrow.
Like Omegas, Betas could also get pregnant, but their reproductive cavities had long since degenerated, making the probability extremely low. There were only two ways for a Beta to conceive, either through medication, or…
The Alpha lightly pressed down on Shen Jiayu’s flat, narrow belly. His voice was as hoarse and rough as sandpaper, and his pitch-black eyes looked as if they were about to swallow the boy whole.
“Good child, do you know how to have a baby?”