GBROTAH CH11

The dorm plunged into darkness after lights out. It was already time for bed, but the male dorm was far from quiet. It was only eleven o’clock, a bit too early for energetic university students.

So, the group playing games was still yelling and screaming, the sound of videos playing hadn’t diminished at all, and the rebellious ‘sons’ calling each other names were having a pillow fight, chairs scraping noisily across the floor. 

These sounds surged from all directions, disturbing the peace.

Shen Bianye sat up from his bed, his face gloomy. 

The thin summer quilt slid off him, piling around his waist and abdomen. 

The seemingly weightless quilt now pressed down on him, making him feel hot and restless. 

He threw off the quilt and swung his legs off the bed, intending to wash his face with cold water to cool down. It had only been a short while since summer ended, and many dorms still had their air conditioning on, but their dorm’s AC was just a decoration at night. 

Someone had a weak constitution and couldn’t stand the cold air from the AC, coughing incessantly at night. 

Shen Bianye found his coughing unpleasant and hadn’t slept with the AC on since. He had almost gotten used to it, but today the temperature seemed to have warmed up again, making him toss and turn sleeplessly.

Shen Bianye was sweating, a thin layer of perspiration glistening on his bare, toned abs. His muscles were beautiful and sexy, exuding a strong hormonal scent. 

He ran a hand through his hair, his brows slightly lowered, and his deep, dark eyes subconsciously looked towards the culprit that had made him too hot to sit still. Shen Bianye was tall, and even from his position, he could see most of the top bunk.

Xie Yuanxing was sleeping, his pale face flushed pink from the heat in the moonlight. 

His long, thick eyelashes cast small shadows on his face like a fan, and that tear mole was nestled within the shadow. 

He seemed to be sleeping soundly, as if the outside noise couldn’t affect him in the slightest.

The post Xie Yuanxing had published was half-true, half-false. Shen Bianye knew that some parts of it were exaggerated. 

The post had a great effect; it not only spread within A-University’s engineering school but also rapidly fermented in several nearby schools. That bar’s main customers were students from nearby schools, so business would surely be dismal for a while. 

The losses would definitely be far more than Xie Yuanxing’s three hundred yuan. This likely made Xie Yuanxing unusually happy, as he had washed up and gotten into bed early. 

The person who was still checking the post’s discussion volume before bed now had his lips slightly curved, his gloomy aura significantly dispersed, exuding a sweet scent.

Very sweet. It was the scent of happiness.

Shen Bianye stood still, watching the sleeping person. His originally side-facing posture had unknowingly shifted to face Xie Yuanxing’s bed. 

The surrounding sounds seemed to quiet down, quiet enough for Shen Bianye to hear breathing—not his own, but Xie Yuanxing’s. 

The two of them were extremely close now, so close that Shen Bianye could clearly see that tiny tear mole.

Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple unconsciously moved up and down. His gaze stared blankly at that tear mole—black, tiny, easily overlooked—yet now so vivid in his eyes. 

He swallowed, feeling as if he had tasted something. Like fluffy cotton candy, sweet, melting in the mouth with one lick. 

The lingering scent in his nostrils made Shen Bianye’s gaze even more mesmerized. The slowly moving and quiet dorm gradually took on the scent of embers at some point.

When he climbed onto the bed, he had completely forgotten what he had intended to do when he got out of bed. Perhaps it was to drink water. 

Not from a cup. 

The spring was on that tiny tear mole, perhaps he could lick tears from it, salty and wet, Xie Yuanxing’s tears. If one lick wasn’t enough, then lick a few more times. 

Xie Yuanxing would wake up, would be shocked, would even struggle. Despite not wanting to admit it, Shen Bianye did indeed feel instantly more excited at the thought of Xie Yuanxing struggling.

His hand reached under the quilt and gripped Xie Yuanxing’s wrist. Shen Bianye wanted to press down hard to ensure Xie Yuanxing couldn’t break free later, wanting to turn his thoughts into reality. 

But the last shred of rationality made him only gently hold Xie Yuanxing’s wrist. 

After all, even though he was close to losing his mind, Shen Bianye still vaguely knew that what he was doing was not something to be seen in the light. 

He propped himself above Xie Yuanxing, his arm bending further and further down, his heart pounding violently in his chest, thumping, thumping, thumping. That tiny tear mole got closer and closer, closer and closer…

“What are you doing?”

When their faces were less than ten centimeters apart, Shen Bianye watched as Xie Yuanxing opened his eyes. At that moment, he didn’t even have time to panic; a feeling of almost annoyed grievance welled up in his heart. 

Why did he wake up at this very moment?! It was so close, just a little bit more. He was about to touch it, why was it like this again, always like this, always just a little bit off. 

Damn it. 

Xie Yuanxing was doing it on purpose, deliberately making him only able to look, not taste. 

Teasing him, luring him. 

He had already rewarded Xie Yuanxing, shouldn’t Xie Yuanxing reward him?

His wavering rationality made Shen Bianye almost want to just lick without caring, yet a strange emotion pulled him back, preventing him from acting impulsively. 

Xie Yuanxing’s temples throbbed; he felt a slight headache. Anyone who woke up in the middle of the night to find someone so close to them would react like this. 

Even if that person was handsome, in this scenario, it only brought fright. He was already considered calm, having suppressed the scream that almost escaped him when he first opened his eyes. 

However, not getting an answer from Shen Bianye still made Xie Yuanxing’s temples throb violently. He wanted to reach up and rub them, but his hands couldn’t move. Only then did he belatedly realize that his hands were being pinned down by Shen Bianye.

Xie Yuanxing, trying to remain calm, spoke again: “Shen Bianye, what are you doing?”

Shen Bianye’s voice was very low, somewhat vague and husky, almost a murmur: “I think… you should reward me…” He would be very gentle, as gentle as licking cotton candy.

Xie Yuanxing didn’t hear clearly, or perhaps he heard it but doubted his ears, subconsciously saying, “What?”

The strong scent of charred embers filling his nostrils made Xie Yuanxing involuntarily turn his head and cough, his brows slightly furrowed: “Cough cough, are you in your susceptible period again?”

“Isn’t it a bit too frequent…?” He should have known that money wasn’t easy to earn.

That cough made Shen Bianye calm down a little, but not much. The hand gripping Xie Yuanxing’s wrist under the quilt moved upwards, forcefully intertwining with Xie Yuanxing’s fingers, pressing Xie Yuanxing down firmly in an interlocking grip. 

He buried his head in Xie Yuanxing’s shoulder, his breath hot, “Is baby annoyed?”

“But you smell so good, are you in a good mood? Let me taste, can I taste?”

“Besides, what Omega doesn’t comfort their Alpha? Don’t be annoyed with me.”

Xie Yuanxing pursed his lips, annoyed to death, too lazy to remind Shen Bianye of the fact that he was a Beta. 

He wanted to turn his head and expose his nape for Shen Bianye to bite, to make him sober up, but he was pinned to the bed, his movements restricted, and his hands were pinned when he tried to push Shen Bianye away. Xie Yuanxing frowned, “Move.”

Shen Bianye didn’t move or speak.

Xie Yuanxing simply bent his knees and pushed with his leg, “Let me change my position, otherwise how can you bite my neck?” The dorm lights were off, and he was lying flat and unable to move, so he didn’t even notice where he kicked.

Shen Bianye suppressed a muffled groan in his throat, his eyes suddenly changed, and he looked up, looking down at Xie Yuanxing, his eyes dark, sticky, and obscure, “Craving it?”

“Trying to seduce me by taking advantage of my susceptible period?”

Xie Yuanxing was stunned, half-confused and half-speechless. He really couldn’t stand Shen Bianye’s state during his pheromone imbalance. He endured and endured but still couldn’t help but say, “What the hell are you talking about?”

Shen Bianye’s sharp eyes stared intently at Xie Yuanxing, his brows slightly lowered, revealing a hint of displeasure, “Don’t curse.” 

He himself cursed one after another, yet he felt those curses shouldn’t come from Xie Yuanxing’s mouth. Emotions were much more real during pheromone imbalance. Shen Bianye’s tone was slightly heavy when he said this, subtly revealing a hint of control. 

The intense heat burned his blood, and the scent of embers continuously surged around Xie Yuanxing.

Xie Yuanxing coughed violently, his eyes turning red. 

“You… cough cough… at least don’t talk nonsense first… cough cough cough… cough cough.”

“Pheromones… can you retract them…?”

Shen Bianye gazed mesmerized at his watery eyes, his pale face flushed pink from coughing, and his lips stained with color. He came up with an idea, an idea that would instantly make Xie Yuanxing’s face turn crimson. 

The man chuckled lowly, a hint of malice in his eyes, “Nonsense words?”

“Don’t you know where you just bumped?”

The hand that had been gripping Xie Yuanxing’s fingers under the quilt quickly pulled away before Xie Yuanxing could react, then swiftly and roughly, provocatively and maliciously, rubbed the tender, quiet area. 

Xie Yuanxing was instantly struck by lightning, incredulously looking up at Shen Bianye. 

The next second, he struggled desperately, his face and neck turning red with anger, “Shen Bianye!!!”

“Are you f***ing crazy?! Where are you touching?!”

“This wasn’t in the contract!!!!!”

A short laugh echoed in the dorm.

Shen Bianye, with a smile in his eyes, coaxed him half-heartedly: “Yes, yes, it wasn’t in the contract, but you did that to me too, baby, it’s only fair if I do it back, right?”

“Give and take, right?”

Xie Yuanxing choked: “I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Shen Bianye: “Mm-hmm, I did it on purpose.”

“Be good, turn around and let me bite you.”

?

??

Is that a human thing to say?

Xie Yuanxing was furious. 

He couldn’t fight, couldn’t argue, so he could only grit his teeth and say, “You need to add money!”

Shen Bianye effortlessly turned him over with one hand, leaned close to Xie Yuanxing’s nape, and bit down while replying, “Add, add, add.”

The next second, his expression was odd as he gasped.

Hiss, baby is so spicy.