While he was sternly questioning someone about the inhibitors, this delicate brat actually had the nerve to righteously complain that his bite was too painful? Just who had spoiled him into such a lawless state?!
If Warden Ji’s face had been merely dark before, it had now reached the absolute limit of gloom after discovering just how much Feng Zhixi had been courting death.
Ji Yeran looked at the oblivious patient with a cold sneer and gritted his teeth. *Complaining that it hurts? Then I’ll just have to practice more. Maybe after being bitten enough, it won’t hurt anymore!*
As if failing to notice the danger in Ji Yeran’s gaze, Feng Zhixi’s complexion actually looked slightly better than before after being bitten so hard.
Now that the biting was over, the Omega—who didn't realize he was in the wrong at all and considered himself quite magnanimous—stretched lazily. He stood up slowly and walked toward the bed.
Feng Zhixi declared that he was sleepy and going to bed.
Ji Yeran watched as Feng Zhixi sluggishly crawled into bed. He gave the disobedient, unselfconscious patient a deep, lingering look before standing up without a word and striding into the bathroom.
Watching the grim-faced, silent Alpha enter the bathroom, Feng Zhixi didn't rest immediately. He blinked, staring at the closed door for a good while, then couldn't resist his drowsiness and let out another lazy yawn.
After being given a long-term mark, Feng Zhixi could constantly smell the sweet-and-sour scent of green plums from the Alpha. It seemed to linger all around him, a crisp sweetness infused within the tartness that completely dispelled the icy chill that usually haunted his dreams.
The green plum pheromones were actually quite pleasant once they turned sweet. It would be even better if they were a bit sweeter, though. *The question is, how do I make them sweeter?* Feng Zhixi thought dizzily as he leaned lazily against the headboard, counting the seconds.
The wound on his palm no longer hurt after being treated with the healing spray. Instead, the newly marked gland began to tingle with a numbing itch. It wasn't pain, but a sensation of being wrapped from head to toe in a warm current, a sense of displacement as his tense thoughts and spirit suddenly relaxed.
After spacing out against the headboard for a while, Feng Zhixi looked down at his palm. Not only had it been sprayed with healing medicine, but someone had also gone through the unnecessary trouble of bandaging it until he looked like a disabled person.
"So ugly," someone muttered softly in the quiet room, their voice full of disdain.
Yet, despite his disdain and the long moments he spent judging it with dissatisfaction, Feng Zhixi ultimately did not tear off the bandage he deemed redundant and hideous.
Otherwise, a certain petty person might blow a fuse.
While silently criticizing him in his heart, Feng Zhixi slowly took out a small object and placed it in a conspicuous spot on the nightstand.
After finishing this sluggishly, Feng Zhixi, who was so dazed he was about to fall asleep, heard a slight noise. The closed bathroom door finally opened.
Sensing the movement, Feng Zhixi looked up. The Alpha emerging from the bathroom seemed much calmer than before. Having changed out of his military uniform, Ji Yeran wore a bathrobe with the collar closed tightly and the belt tied neatly. He exuded an aura of cold asceticism, looking much as he did when in uniform.
As soon as Ji Yeran stepped out, he saw the Omega looking at him with sleepy eyes. Feng Zhixi’s black hair was soft and fluffy; under the light, his skin took on the luster of warm white jade. At first glance, he truly looked like a well-behaved, obedient little patient—though this was nothing but a deceptive facade. This Omega was actually reckless and possessed a nature that completely disregarded his own life.
However, looking at Feng Zhixi like this, Ji Yeran suddenly didn't want to be angry anymore. Anger was useless. Having realized this profoundly, Ji Yeran didn't pause his steps. He walked over, and only when he was close did he notice something peculiar.
Picking up the small object Feng Zhixi had deliberately placed by the bed, Ji Yeran examined it closely. It was a small spatial button, only capable of storing minor trinkets.
"What's inside?" Ji Yeran looked at Feng Zhixi with some surprise. "Inhibitors?"
"Mm," Feng Zhixi admitted somewhat reluctantly. He looked up at Ji Yeran with an expression that suggested, *I am very magnanimous for forgiving you for biting me so hard.*
"..." Faced with an Omega who was "letting bygones be bygones," Ji Yeran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just who was he doing all this for?
Sighing silently, Ji Yeran returned the spatial button to Feng Zhixi. He was worried about accidents, so Feng Zhixi had to keep the inhibitors on him. However, they had to establish a "three-point covenant"—one that had to be strictly followed without any secret defiance.
"Unless it's an emergency, you are absolutely not allowed to use them." Leaning in close, Ji Yeran looked directly into Feng Zhixi’s eyes and spoke word by word, his tone brook no argument.
Seeing Ji Yeran’s solemn expression, Feng Zhixi blinked. After a moment of silence, he chose to tell the truth. "The deterioration of my gland is irreversible."
Ji Yeran nodded. "I know."
Feng Zhixi continued, "The deterioration is currently accelerating. In the future, I will have to rely on massive doses of long-acting inhibitors just to barely suppress my pheromone riots. They will recur, more frequently than you can imagine." This was one of the reasons he had become completely crippled before his rebirth. The ever-increasing doses of high-potency inhibitors and the recurring pheromone explosions had stacked together, only causing his body to collapse faster.
Furthermore, when his true heat arrived and his pheromones exploded, their aggressiveness would reach a peak. That aggression was indiscriminate, regardless of the target.
Later on, even K couldn't bear to watch and didn't want his friend to torture himself so much, so he tried to force an Alpha onto Feng Zhixi. That Alpha hadn't even managed to step into the room.
Separated only by a door, Feng Zhixi had sensed a disgusting aura approaching and barked a single word: "Get out." That overwhelming, terrifyingly aggressive pheromone had blasted the Alpha outside the door right away.
The Alpha, who fled in a panic, crawling and scrambling, cursed K bitterly in his heart. Sending him to see a top-tier Omega in the middle of a pheromone explosion—was that something a human would do?! He didn't want to die yet!
As a Beta who wasn't very sensitive to pheromones, K had no idea just how terrifying Feng Zhixi’s aggressive pheromones were during a heat-induced explosion...
Back to the present.
At this moment, Feng Zhixi looked at Ji Yeran with a probing gaze. Last time, he had only been temporarily affected by an Omega in heat, passively dragged into it, resulting in some early symptoms of a heat cycle.
At that time, his pheromone concentration was only double or triple its usual level. It couldn't even be compared to the hundredfold or thousandfold concentration and extreme aggressiveness of his true heat.
His gland belonged to an Omega, but his pheromones were stronger than those of countless high-level Alphas. One could say his pheromones were poison to Alphas—one hundred percent lethal, the kind that killed the moment it touched the blood.
Having laid all his cards on the table, Feng Zhixi asked Ji Yeran, "Are you sure you won't let me use inhibitors?"
Hearing the Omega ask this, Ji Yeran couldn't help but chuckle. The gloom in the Alpha’s eyes melted away. He lowered his head, looked into Feng Zhixi’s eyes, and answered firmly, "I will be your inhibitor."
Hearing Ji Yeran’s answer, Feng Zhixi blinked. This time, he didn't refuse. He reached out, hooked his arms around the Alpha’s neck, and pulled him closer. "I need a little 'inhibitor' right now."
When their lips met, Feng Zhixi felt the rich scent of green plums envelop his body like warm water. That sweet-and-sour taste seemed to grow sweeter and richer bit by bit, perfectly soothing the jar of strong liquor that was becoming increasingly potent and intoxicating.
Sinking into the warm embrace, Feng Zhixi was overcome by a deep drowsiness. In his daze, K’s words flashed through his mind—indeed, an Omega had the right to pursue enjoyment. With that thought, Feng Zhixi finally fell into a dreamland free of nightmares.
Feeling the person in his arms' breathing stabilize, Ji Yeran pulled back slightly and ended the kiss. He caught the scent of their mingled pheromones—that aroma of strong spirits mixed with green plums was unexpectedly pleasant.
Only now, having regained his composure, did Ji Yeran realize one thing: he had actually given an Omega a long-term mark. Only he knew the full weight of what that implied.
At this moment, the Omega in his arms was already asleep. With his eyes closed, the delicate brat had retracted his bristling, aggressive aura, looking almost convincingly well-behaved.
With a silent smile, Ji Yeran turned off the light, lay down on the bed, and pulled the person into his arms, closing his eyes...
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