“Hehe…” Xing Yeze laughed coldly for the first time.
He was so angry that he couldn’t help himself…
When he slung his arm around Liang Huan’s shoulders, declaring his claim over him, Liang Huan thought he was trying to usurp him and treat him like a follower.
When he gently and tenderly stroked Liang Huan’s head, full of affection, and thought of Liang Huan as his Omega, Liang Huan, once again, thought he was trying to usurp him and treat him like a follower.
When he used his own hard-earned money to buy things for Liang Huan, feeling like the ultimate boyfriend and secretly over the moon about it, Liang Huan still thought he was trying to usurp him and treat him like a follower…
Follower, follower! School tyrant, school tyrant! Damn it, all his Omega could think about were those gangster clichés?! They’ve already gone through secondary gender differentiation, and he still hasn’t figured it out?! And not only is he clueless—he’s been flirting like a seasoned pro and driving him insane?!
Is he just begging for trouble?!
“…I don’t want you to be my follower—I want you to be my Omega. Understand?” Xing Yeze was so furious he’d gone full chunibyo, mimicking Liang Huan’s own way of calling himself ‘this boss’, but his tone was far darker, more intense. He didn’t bother to hide anything anymore—he laid his feelings bare. “I’m not interested in being the school tyrant. I just want to be your Alpha. I like you. Understand?”
As he spoke, his grip on Liang Huan’s hand unconsciously tightened—like he wanted to press Liang Huan into his very bones.
“???” Liang Huan was stunned, “!!!”
“Bro, don’t fall for me! This boss has no interest in being pinned down by an Alpha—trembling, teary-eyed, helpless, and weak—that’s way too humiliating, damn it!” Snapping back to his senses, Liang Huan yanked his hand away and leapt three feet back, glaring at Xing Yeze with full alertness. “Give it up! This boss is never letting you top him!”
“…” Xing Yeze had expected Liang Huan to reject him—but the reason for the rejection? That caught him completely off guard.
So it’s not that he doesn’t like me, or that he only sees me as a brother…It’s that he doesn’t want to be the one getting pinned down, because he finds it utterly humiliating?
Xing Yeze’s deep, sharp eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he stared straight at Liang Huan. He suddenly remembered that drunken confession—Liang Huan mumbling about wanting to bite his scent gland. And just like that, it clicked. He finally understood why Liang Huan’s attitude toward him had always been so strange.
So that’s it…
He now knows how to coax Liang Huan back home…
