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Ch9 - Be good, the room isn’t soundproof
Editor: Neirith
The two men silently faced each other in the dark corridor.
Yan Qiu wasn’t sure how Ji Xinglan knew he was trying to run away. Perhaps it was due to his pheromones, or his five senses were good, or maybe he just came out to get a drink of water.
Nevertheless, there was no use in thinking about it now. Ji Xinglan was already planning to pick up this somewhat unruly little fellow.
As if caught red-handed with stolen goods, Yan Qiu instinctively felt Ji Xinglan had a bad complexion. He subconsciously took two steps back and bumped into a cold picture frame on the wall, making him gasp with pain.
Touching either side of the wall, he took another step back. Embarrassed, he looked at Ji Xinglan and bowed his head, thinking of the possibility of escape. With Ji Xinglan in front of him, his chances of a smooth exit were almost zero.
The corridor was dim and Yan Qiu couldn’t see Ji Xinglan’s expression clearly. Swallowing, he tried to argue, “I, I just came out to use the bathroom.”
However, Ji Xinglan was not so easy to deceive. Yan Qiu’s lies were clumsy and he couldn’t help laughing contemptuously, not believing a word. “You don’t have a toilet in your room?”
In the pitch black corridor, a bit of sparkling starlight sprinkled a window at the end. Against the dim lights and shadows, Yan Qiu could vaguely discern the outline of the man.
“Tell me the truth. Why are you sneaking around so late in the night?” Ji Xinglan stood in front of him.
Smiling awkwardly, Yan Qiu had to gnash his teeth and grab his wrists pitifully. “I’m afraid to sleep alone.”
If it weren’t so dark, Ji Xinglan would be able to see the red that tinged his watery eyes as he vividly played the role of a delicate and pitiful person.
Yan Qiu heard Ji Xinglan laugh amusedly, so he mentioned hopefully, “Actually, I was coming to find you.”
Ji Xinglang’s cool voice didn’t fluctuate and Yan Qiu wasn’t sure if he believed his ears. “What do you want to do with me?”
Winking, Yan Qiu grabbed the edges of Ji Xinglan’s pajamas and helped him tidy his collar. “Ah, you know.”
Looking at the small wrist tugging his pajamas, Ji Xinglan was silent for a few moments. Then, he suddenly grabbed Yan Qiu’s wrists, kicked open the door next to him, and pulled him in.
“Then you’ll sleep with me starting from tonight.”
Yan Qiu was thrown on the soft bed. Hearing the door lock, he became startled and immediately struggled to get up.
As soon as he raised his head, he heard Young Master Ji say by the door, “Be a good boy, the room isn’t soundproof. Keep your voice down.”
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His face turned red with rage and Yan Qiu hoisted a pillow at Ji Xinglan’s head, not caring if it hit him. He frantically ran to the door, trying to escape.
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When he snapped back, he found himself pushed against the door in an awkward manner, unable to move.
“Capture” seemed to be a required course for military cadets, and Ji Xinglan’s angles of suppression were just right. Yan Qiu’s face and wrists were against the door and he was unable to free himself.
If anyone were present, they’d find Yan Qiu’s posture to be quite shameful. Amidst the struggle, a few errant strands of hair fell from behind his ears, making him look innocent and embarrassed.
It suddenly occurred to him that he had suffered a great loss from this fight with Ji Xinglan. As long as he was serious, he was no match for the man.
Only separated by a thin layer of bathrobe, the temperature permeated between them. Yan Qiu was so anxious, tears were about to fall. This generation of school bully opened his mouth and shamelessly begged for mercy.
“Ge! Ge, I was wrong. You, you give me a break!”
Ji Xinglan had always been soft but today he seemed determined to punish this little husband who had almost run away. Even though Yan Qiu so shamelessly begged for mercy, he wasn’t moved and felt it was quite interesting.
Yan Qiu continued to beg for mercy until his mouth went dry. As he caught his breath, he felt a sudden chill at his neck.
He instinctively turned his head, trying to see Ji Xinglan, but with his face pressed to the door, he wasn’t able to move.
A moment later, a rustling noise sounded in the dark room as metal buckles were unfastened. Yan Qiu immediately felt his neck itch.
Shit, Ji Xinglan had removed his inhibition collar.
With a face pale with fright, Yan Qiu stiffened his neck, asking, “What are you doing?”
Besides marking him, there was no other reason for removing the collar. Yan Qiu’s legs trembled with fear on two accounts. On one account, he was afraid of an alpha’s overwhelming power, and on the other account, he was afraid of the unknown.
You’re kidding right? Ji Xinglan wasn’t really trying to

Yan Qiu had no idea how alphas marked omegas, but he still felt panicked.
Ji Xinglan seemed determined to give him some form of punishment.
As the alpha’s breath brushed savagely against his gland, Yan Qiu’s legs trembled violently. He could only hold the doorknob to stay balanced, his knuckles turning white from the force.
His glands were at risk, exposed to the open air.
Ji Xinglan moved his hands back and pressed a face close to Yan Qiu’s neck. The other stayed firm, afraid to move.
A voice rang softly in his ear. “You were trying to escape, weren’t you?”
Not daring to say a word, Yan Qiu stayed silent and seemed to affirm the answer. He really had no intention of running away as he was penniless and had nowhere to return to. It was better to have good food and drink in Ji Xinglan’s home than sleep on the streets under a bridge.
The blond boy’s face didn’t change, but the words that exited his mouth were dangerous. “If I mark you, you won’t be able to live without me.”
On his stiff back, Yan Qiu felt the youth’s powerful fingertips gently caressing the back of his neck. “Do you want me to bite down?”
“Are you threatening me?” Yan Qiu was full of shame and annoyance.
Ignoring his anger, Ji Xinglan simply replied, “To tell you the truth, I really want to take a bite and make you mine.”
Hearing these words, Yan Qiu suddenly felt Ji Xinglan wasn’t joking. When he felt the kiss on the back of his neck, a thread in his mind suddenly snapped.
The nape of his neck that was clean and white, unmarked by anyone, was suddenly in jeopardy.
At this time, Yan Qiu finally understood that Ji Xinglan was really a psychopath. What was the point in reasoning with him?
The gland was a very sensitive place for an omega. Ji Xinglan covered Yan Qiu’s mouth mischievously as the other’s eyes became misty. He could only utter a few meaningless sobs.
Yan Qiu thought it was over.
As he shrank his neck to meet the oncoming mark, Ji Xinglan suddenly released him.
Falling to the ground and gasping for air, Yan Qiu hurriedly cried, “Master Ji, we can discuss it again!”
Ji Xinglan looked down and said lightly, “Don’t run. If you run again, I’ll really bite you.”
Yan Qiu dropped his head, admitting his wrongs. Ji Xinglan reached out to pull him up and held him in a princess carry as the omega trembled. Yan Qiu knew that his struggles would be in vain and only provoke the man, so he reluctantly placed his head on his shoulder.
Ji Xinglan tucked him in, turned off the light, and got into the bed.
Yan Qiu was unwilling to lay in the same bed as him, but he couldn’t open his mouth to say anything and could only swallow down this great injustice.
No one had ever dared to bully him like this. The first thing he needed to do upon changing back to an alpha was beat this guy up!



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The next morning, Yan Qiu woke in Ji Xinglan’s arms.
He looked up to see the blond’s eyes were closed, his features outlined as if in a painting.
Yan Qiu stared for a moment, not daring to disturb him. Yet, when the thought of last night’s humiliation, he suddenly felt the urge to beat him up. He hesitated, and before he started to beat him, the alpha woke up.
Stretching his arms out, Ji Xinglan hooked them around Yan Qiu’s neck. He kissed the top of his head. “Morning.”
The tips of Yan Qiu’s ears turned red and he quickly pushed the arms away. He didn’t want to reply so he got off the bed to go wash.
After taking a shower, Yan Qiu exited the bathroom to find JI Xinglan had already gotten up.
The curtains had been opened and the early morning sun lit up the entire room.
Ji Xinglan was sitting on the sofa, stirring a cup of coffee with a silver spoon. In his left hand, he held the morning paper. The aroma of coffee drifted towards Yan Qiu as he took a sniff.
“How do you feel? Still want to throw up?”
“I’m alright.” Yan Qiu wiped the water from his hands and clothes. He hadn’t felt sick after vomiting yesterday morning.
Setting down the coffee, Ji Xinglan waved him over.
Yan Qiu sat at the other end of the couch and stared at the coffee cup on the table, wanting to try a bit of it.
However, Ji Xinglan didn’t know what he was yearning for. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the omega’s bandaged wrists. He cut the bandages with a Swiss Army Knife and carefully removed them.
After a day, the bruises were almost healed, leaving only light pink marks. It was hard to notice them if one didn’t look too closely.
Shaking his head, Ji Xinglan commented, “Omegas’ skin is really delicate. If my mother saw this, she’d think I bullied you.”
“Didn’t you?” Yan Qiu couldn’t help retort, stunned by his cheekiness.
“Could this be called bullying?” Ji Xinglan touched his cheek and smiled. “Then be obedient and I won’t bully you.”
Peering at the smiling blond in front of him, Yan Qiu couldn’t find any trace of the psychopath from last night.
The bandages dropped out of Ji Xinglan’s hands as he carefully examined the wrists, lowering his head and kissing them.
Yan Qiu was so frightened, he hurriedly withdrew his hands and slapped him on the head.
This guy is definitely a psychopath!