TYMRHBDES Chapter 92

Chapter 92: The Gloomy, Obsessive Alpha Boss x Sweet, Obedient Little Omega [Complete]

Day and night blurred together, making it impossible to tell how time passed.

Ever since the Little Omega was carried into the bedroom, he hadn’t been allowed to leave.

During their heat, an Alpha’s possessiveness intensifies, along with an overwhelming dependence on their Omega.

Huo Zedong was no different. He needed to see his little wife constantly, as if only by holding him close could he quell the restlessness in his heart and find some peace.

He couldn’t bear to let his Little Omega out of his sight. This bedroom had become a small, self-contained world.

They clung to each other, alone in their intimacy, with no one else in the world but themselves.

Unlike usual, his emotions were heightened, and more volatile, and his heart would race erratically, sending tremors through his body.

Consumed by extreme insecurity, he could only hold his Little Omega tightly, calling out to him again and again:

“Wife…”

“Wife…”

He kissed the Little Omega’s face repeatedly, asking:

“Wife… who do you love more?”

“If you could only choose one, would you prefer the baby or me?”

“Wife… can you love only me?”

His eyes were red, his cold voice tinged with a low, husky tremor.

Jiang Luoluo finally transitioned from initial confusion to gradual acceptance.

He struggled to hold the Alpha in his arms, patting his back soothingly with his small hands.

Then, obediently, he planted a wet kiss on the Alpha’s cheek. “Baby loves Husband the most~”

After discovering the Little Omega’s physical changes, Huo Zedong’s eyes reddened, a gleam of excitement reflecting in his crimson pupils—

He had completed the permanent marking of his Little Omega.

His treasure, his Jiang Luoluo, his Little Omega,

was finally and completely,

his alone.

After nearly twenty days, the sensitive period finally passed safely.

Upon hearing the news that the two had emerged, Father Huo and Mother Huo, who were at their mountaintop villa, simultaneously breathed sighs of relief. Mother Huo held her grandson’s teething ring, distracting him while remarking to Father Huo:

“That child was so weak, I was worried he wouldn’t make it. I was even considering sending Zhedong an inhibitor injection! To think they could achieve this with an 80% compatibility rating… it’s truly remarkable.”

Wiping the drool from her grandson’s face with a bib, Mother Huo looked at Father Huo and asked, “Eighty percent? Who told you that? Their compatibility is one hundred percent.”

Mother Huo, cradling her grandson, froze.

But Lin Zhiyi had clearly said their compatibility was low!

Thinking of Lin Zhiyi’s actions, Mother Huo shook her head—at her age, she had been deceived by a child.

Clutching the baby in her arms, Mother Huo guiltily pressed her cheek against his. “My precious grandson, what should we do? Grandma feels more and more sorry for your father.”

“That beautiful island Grandma received as her dowry when she got married… how about we give it to your father as a gift?”

The baby in her arms giggled.

Father Huo nodded in agreement. “Luo Luo has been through so much. He’s so young and grew up without parental love. We really should cherish him more.”

In the many years that followed, Jiang Luoluo lived a life filled with happiness and joy.

Even a minor mishap like cutting his finger while making dessert would send the whole household into a flurry of concern.

His mother-in-law, who had once fiercely opposed their marriage, now tenderly blew on his finger, murmuring, “There, there, my dear, it doesn’t hurt anymore…”

His young son, barely reaching his waist, carefully peeled off the bandage, saying, “Daddy, just bear with it a little longer, it’ll be better soon.”

And then there was his husband, Huo Zedong, his face grim and brow furrowed as if the cut wasn’t on Jiang Luoluo’s finger but on his own heart.

He was cherished by everyone as if he were a child.

Even when death arrived, he was nestled in Huo Zedong’s arms.

Just like many years ago, the man’s large hands enveloped him, and he gently kissed his forehead. “Darling, don’t be afraid.”

From the moment Huo Zedong had swept him up in his arms in that bar booth, their fates had been intertwined forever.

Memories flooded his mind like a carousel: the flashing lights of their first meeting in the booth, Jiang Luoluo’s resolute defense in the Jiang family’s living room, their first chaotic heat in the hotel, the bullseye he’d hit with Huo Zedong’s hand guiding his aim at the shooting range…

Countless fragments of memories flashed through Jiang Luoluo’s mind. He raised his hand and gently stroked Huo Zedong’s face. “Husband… I love you so much…”

*Host’s vital signs have ceased. Consciousness withdrawing…*

He looked up and kissed Huo Zedong’s lips one last time before closing his eyes forever.

The little baby from years ago had grown into a formidable figure, his eyes mirroring Jiang Luoluo’s, while his sharp features and aura inherited Huo Zedong’s cold determination.

When they arrived at the hospital room, two men lay asleep in each other’s arms on the bed.

An empty syringe lay nearby.

“Young Master, we’ve purchased two adjacent plots in the Imperial Capital’s most auspicious cemetery—”

“No need,” the man interrupted coldly, his gaze fixed on the omega nestled in his father’s arms.

His father had always been timid, relying on his father’s protection and care throughout his life.

His father had spent his entire life doing the same thing: cherishing his omega, spoiling him with innocent affection.

No one could separate them.

Not even two adjacent plots in a cemetery.

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When Jiang Luoluo opened his eyes again, he was in the bicycle shed next to the school building.

He was squatting in an awkward position on the ground, holding a compass and aiming it at the rear tire of a bicycle.

His mind was completely blank, vaguely remembering that he had completed another world’s mission.

Before he could even ask the System, someone patted him on the shoulder. The urgent voice of a young man behind him said, “Hurry up, Luo Luo! That guy will be here any minute!”

Jiang Luoluo stared blankly at the sharpened point of the compass in his hand as a flood of memories surged into his mind.

This time, his identity was that of a pampered young master from a wealthy family, utterly useless and uneducated.

He was spoiled, arrogant, perverted, and utterly lacking in morals.

Having fallen for Mu Jianian, the aloof flower of his class, he was determined to pluck him from his high perch.

He resorted to stalking, spying, stealing clothes, and flattery.

But Mu Jianian showed no interest in the same sex, so all his efforts were in vain.

The young master, accustomed to being fawn over, was humiliated by the rejection and decided to teach the other boy a lesson.

So he brought his gang of hooligans to slash the tires of the other person’s bicycle.

That was truly despicable.

Jiang Luoluo silently cursed as someone suddenly snatched the compass from his hand.

Li Chuan held the compass, put all his strength into stabbing the rear tire of the bicycle, and cursed, “Damn it, I hate show-offs the most!”

Jiang Luoluo: “…”

He pulled out the compass, and the rear tire hissed as air leaked out.

Li Chuan clapped the mud off his hands, closed the compass, and shoved it into Jiang Lu’s pocket. “There! Done!”

He then raised an eyebrow at Jiang Luoluo in triumph.

Jiang Luoluo opened his mouth, still reeling from the other’s smooth, malicious act, and let out a breathy, “Huh?”

Li Chuan thought he didn’t believe him, so he casually licked his finger, dabbed some saliva on the tire, and in the blink of an eye, a bubble formed where he’d stabbed it.

Li Chuan smirked. “See? It’s leaking air!!”

Jiang Luoluo: “…”

“Alright, let’s go, let’s go! Don’t just stand there gawking. He’ll be back any minute now!”

Seeing Li Chuan reach for him, Jiang Luoluo quickly jumped back, pointing at the saliva-covered hand. “Stop, stop, stop!”

“Alright, alright, I know you’re a clean freak!” Li Chuan circled around and grabbed him with his other hand. “Let’s go, let’s go, wash your hands!”

There was a public restroom on the east side of the classroom building. Someone had left the faucet running after washing their hands, and water was gushing out.

After washing his hands, Li Chuan said he needed to use the restroom and told Jiang Luoluo to wait outside.

Jiang Luoluo nodded and walked toward the running faucet.

He held his fingers under the cold stream, letting the water slip through his fingers and wash away the summer heat.

A figure flashed in the mirror above the sink. Jiang Luoluo looked up and met a cold, handsome face.

The other person was half a head taller, about 1.82 meters tall. Black hair fell over his forehead, and his sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose, and thin lips gave him a cool, aloof aura. The white shirt he wore billowed in the breeze, making him look like a cold, handsome school prince straight out of a manga.

Even his ordinary black school uniform pants looked exceptionally good on him.

*This is Mu Jianian, your target.*

The aloof flower he’d been pursuing?

No wonder he carried an aura of being distant and untouchable.

Jiang Luoluo curiously glanced at the other boy, wondering how he could close the distance and quickly raise their affection level.

But Mu Jianian merely gave him a cold glance before turning away to wash his hands.

Feeling ignored, Jiang Luoluo awkwardly reached for the faucet, intending to turn it off.

However, the faucet’s handle was unusually slippery. He twisted it twice, but the water flow didn’t diminish at all.

With another twist, something seemed to block it. Jiang Luoluo applied a little more force, and with a loud “Hiss—,” the water stream split into two laser-like beams, shooting straight out on either side!

The right side was empty, so no one was hurt.

But on the left stood Mu Jianian. By sheer coincidence, he was directly hit by the split water stream, getting soaked from his chest to his thighs!

“Ah! I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!”

“I didn’t mean to!”

Jiang Luoluo fumbled in his pocket for a tissue, tore it open, and pressed it against Mu Jianian’s shirt.

But summer shirts were thin to begin with. The white fabric, soaked through, turned translucent, clinging to his body and revealing the contours of his muscles.

Mu Jianian frowned, pushed Jiang Luoluo away, and said coldly, “I don’t need it.”

Jiang Luoluo offered the tissue, apologizing softly, “I’m sorry, Mu Jianian.”

Mu Jianian was strikingly beautiful, with large, bright eyes and rosy lips, as delicate and charming as a doll.

Yet Mu Jianian remained unmoved, refusing the tissue. He lifted his shirt, bunched it up, and squeezed out the water.

The hem of his shirt lifted, revealing a slender waist and beautifully defined abdominal muscles.

Jiang Luoluo glanced at them with a hint of envy.

Mu Jianian seemed to sense his gaze and quickly lowered his shirt, shielding himself from the lingering stare.

Jiang Luoluo smiled apologetically and offered a friendly reminder: “Classmate, your pants are wet too…”

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T/N: Yesss! 🎉 Our baby Luoluo finally escaped the tragic fate cycle! No more heartbreaking rebirths, sacrificial love arcs, or dying in chapter 10 after one final forehead kiss. 😭💀✨

He lived, he loved, he birthed a wrinkly raisin-turned-dumpling baby, and he made it to old age with a clingy Alpha still doting on him like it’s day one. Honestly, that’s rarer than a peaceful ABO household with a functional in-law dynamic.

🥂 To Luoluo, who survived not just childbirth but plot armor defiance itself. Long may his freesia-scented reign last.

As for the translator? I’m officially in post-finale emotional recovery mode. 😮‍💨 Let me rest these tear-stained fingers and regain my will to face another emotional rollercoaster. Hope you guys wait patiently. I won’t be gone for long!

Need me back faster? Ko-fi works better than chicken soup. ☕💸