Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Xie Yilin pushed open the door and walked in.

Bai Chen thought it was Song Lei entering, so he kept his eyes closed, leaning back in his chair, facing the ceiling. He mumbled, "Brother Song, I want some water."

A cup of water was soon placed in his hand, at just the right temperature.

Bai Chen took a sip and instantly woke up—eh? It's not Song Lei?

Song Lei’s water had never been this suitable. He always poured room-temperature water.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw only a pair of eyes.

Familiar, gray eyes that reflected a tiny Bai Chen.

Xie Yilin stood behind him, slightly lowering his gaze to meet Bai Chen’s.

His gaze cascaded from top to bottom, clearly from a higher position, but without any sense of superiority.

In those eyes, there was only a gentle smile.

The next moment, the Alpha naturally reached out, taking the cup of water that Bai Chen had sipped from, to prevent it from spilling. At the same time, he asked calmly, "Tired?"

"…No, not tired."

Bai Chen answered dazedly, a thought flashing through his mind.

When did Xie Yilin come over? How long has he been here?

The man paid no attention to what he was thinking.

Bai Chen was sitting on a three-person sofa, which was quite spacious. The other person took the water glass away, put it down, and then turned back, his tall figure settling beside him.

The sofa cushion sank slightly, and immediately, the highly dominant Alpha sat next to him, naturally leaning over as if to whisper something, asking in an extremely intimate manner, "Are you hungry?"

Bai Chen: "...No, not hungry."

"Then," Xie Yilin's left hand quietly rested on the back of the sofa, his right arm loosely encircling Bai Chen, his fingertips resting on the armrest, he asked softly, "Would you like a hug?"

Would you like a hug?

His voice was deep and incredibly magnetic. It felt almost as if listening to it could make one pregnant.

However, this question seemed a bit strange.

In Bai Chen's memory, this was the first time Xie Yilin had proactively suggested a hug.

Previously, it was always Bai Chen who initiated such moments. Xie Yilin had been proactive in actions a few times, but never with words like this.

Bai Chen hesitated for a moment.

Xie Yilin's eyes grew gradually darker. During the few breaths of Omega's hesitation, he moved closer again, trapping him within inches, blocking all possible escape routes.

Then, his gaze shifted, taking in Bai Chen's outfit for the day.

When bidding farewell to his friends, the little prince wore a beautiful elf costume, elegant yet light, exquisite and form-fitting.

Moreover, the designer had intentionally omitted buttons in the design of the elf costume.

There were no buttons.

It was a light golden garment, similar to a close-fitting robe, with a V-neck that was open. As Bai Chen leaned back, the graceful lines of his neck and collarbone were revealed. Further down, a soft belt was fastened with an inner hook, which would come undone with just a slight force.

Since there was more filming to be done later, Bai Chen didn’t remove his makeup.

His long golden hair seemed like flowing light, making him appear like a brilliant meteor.

The once distant little star now lay before him, within reach, ready to be grasped firmly and cherished in a golden chamber, never to part again.

Xie Yilin silently tightened his arms, as if about to embrace him immediately.

Then, without waiting for Bai Chen’s response, he wrapped his arm around the other’s waist and held him close.

Bai Chen blinked, finding himself not at all averse to it.

Or perhaps it had happened too many times, becoming so familiar that even his body had grown accustomed to it.

A faint scent of patchouli enveloped him, just as it had many times before. He found himself in this slightly bitter aroma, not finding it unpleasant at all; a thought even drifted through his mind.

After smelling it for so long, he actually found it quite refreshing.

Unconsciously, a hint of sweet orange also began to waft out.

Bai Chen hadn’t noticed—being used to his own scent, he naturally wouldn’t detect it. Xie Yilin, however, did notice, but clearly, an Alpha wouldn’t point such things out to an Omega.

His eyes grew darker and deeper, and his arms tightened even more.

Xie Yilin was now completely without distance from him.

Their bodies pressed together, almost cheek to cheek. Alpha intertwined his fingers with his, and at the same time, whispered in his ear, as if coaxing, "Do you like this?"

Bai Chen was already immersed in this embrace.

Hearing these words, his mind became hazy, and he unconsciously hummed in response.

His skin hunger wasn't severe, but he still found it hard to resist such intimacy. The skin is the largest organ of the human body, and Bai Chen's skin was his most sensitive spot.

Any touch, embrace, or mingling of body heat felt like a fire igniting within him.

Xie Yilin's eyes darkened slightly, and he murmured, "Why?"

Bai Chen let out a soft sound.

Why... of course it was because...

Bai Chen's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered, finding it hard to speak.

He was unsure whether to tell Xie Yilin about this.

Alpha's demeanor remained cold, his gray eyes, even when the chill receded, resembling heavy stones of ash after a snowfall, hard to polish. But in this moment, as he held Bai Chen, he seemed like a god who had slumbered for millennia in an abandoned temple, awakened by a hint of spring, descending to the mortal world.

The sweet orange tree was in bloom, ready to bear fruit.

All his focus was concentrated on this, unwavering.

Just because, bit by bit, step by step... the sunlight of spring was so bright, so vibrant and uplifting, beautiful enough to move even a god.

And Bai Chen didn't realize that he wasn't just reviving a heart sealed away for years, but also a ship adrift in the vast, endless universe, through silent, long nights.

Since the moment it encountered the Morning Star, the ship had finally seen light.

And now, Alpha wanted to claim him entirely, to glimpse the deepest layer of that pure white within him.

Bai Chen was completely unaware, he only felt that Xie Yilin was holding him too tightly.

He didn’t dislike such an embrace, but it was too tight, making him feel a bit warm.

... That question was also quite difficult to answer.

Still in his makeup and costume, he moved slightly and whispered softly, "My clothes will wrinkle... I still have to shoot later."

But...

His voice was soft and tender, like a plea or a beg for mercy. It seemed as if he was half-resisting, half-accepting, carefully reminding Alpha—don't, don't affect the shooting, everything else could wait.

Xie Yilin’s Adam’s apple moved.

He needed supreme willpower to restrain certain impulses. It was too fast, too urgent, and not the right time.

The timing and place were inappropriate; it would scare the Omega in his arms.

He wanted more than just fleeting pleasure; he desired eternal, absolute possession.

This wasn’t a war, but a tactical game. And Xie Yilin had never lost, winning every battle.

Alpha released Bai Chen slightly, without showing any change in expression.

Bai Chen’s face was still very red.

For some reason, this embrace held much more meaning than before.

He had a fondness for Xie Yilin.

It was a hook left from many years ago, on the path of growth, he yearned to become someone like Xie Yilin. But fate intervened, and he didn't live the life he wanted, so he settled for the next best thing, finding himself on another path.

But he still admired such people, his heart pounding when he encountered them.

Even if everyone disliked Xie Yilin, he still revered him.

Bai Chen lightly bit his lip.

His eyes wandered, hesitating, just as he was about to speak, Xie Yilin suddenly said, "No need to answer."

The man's gray eyes were full of tenderness, looking at Bai Chen calmly and saying softly, "If it's inconvenient, you don't have to answer me."

Ah...

This was too good!

Using retreat to advance, that was going too far!

A large bubble seemed to rise slowly in his heart, colorful and dreamlike under the sunlight, as if he had entered a fairy tale world where all real-world factors faded away, leaving only the person before him, making his heart feel full and brimming with a sense of security.

But Xie Yilin had another move.

He lowered his gaze slightly, leaned in again, and gently pressed a kiss to his forehead.

A soft yet definite kiss.

"…Don't make me wait too long."

His gaze was deep, fixed on Bai Chen.

If you make me wait too long, I won't wait anymore.

***

When Bai Chen opened the door to go shoot the scene, his legs felt weak.

His mind was filled with thoughts of Xie Yilin.

Xie Yilin had a great physique, a wonderful chest, and an especially comfortable embrace;

Xie Yilin's voice was so pleasant, gentle in tone, looking tough and cold, yet completely different with him;

Xie Yilin would take care of his feelings, remember his preferences, be considerate of everything about him, and kiss him with particularly gentle movements;

Bai Chen: …Why has it come to this?

Song Lei strode over, "Bai Chen, what's up? The director said this part needs to be changed… Hey? What’s wrong with your face? It’s so red?"

The Omega grabbed the script from his hand, covering his face, and scolded fiercely, "Mind your own business!"

Song Lei: ???

He’s alone, and he’s being criticized for that?

The agent was frustrated but still needed to speak up, so he clutched his chest and continued, "The director said they want to give you more scenes."

"More scenes?"

Bai Chen lowered the screen of the digital script to reveal his eyes, "I only took three days off from The Unta, I can't stay here too long."

"Got it, got it."

Song Lei chuckled, "Add a romantic scene with the lead actor!"

Bai Chen: ...

Song Lei was still grinning, "I’ve calculated this. In an hour and a half movie, you’ll be ranked as the fourth male lead! Once the movie is released, I'll get someone to make a CUT special for you, guaranteed to go viral..."

Not far from the lounge, Xie Yilin was still waiting for Bai Chen to 'clock out.' Bai Chen hurriedly pulled his mouth-unfiltered agent around the corner, speaking fiercely, "Shut up!"

Song Lei was taken aback, "What? What's wrong? Not satisfied with this part?"

Bai Chen replied irritably, "Did you forget that I'm married now?"

"Ah... right."

Song Lei deflated, "I forgot, not only are you married, but you're married to His Highness... This, this, this..."

Can he still act in movies after this?

Does it really mean, as the star net says, that he, as an agent, will no longer have a place with Bai Chen and has to find new talent?

He had finally found Bai Chen.

But wait, the director isn’t unaware of this, is he deliberately setting him up to take the fall?

Song Lei, feeling annoyed, stormed off to confront the director.

... A few minutes later, he returned.

The agent looked troubled. "I think what he said makes sense."

"Just adding a bit of romantic subplot to enrich the story and characters, not even holding hands, just some ambiguous dialogue..." He was starting to be swayed. "This role is really rare, and the director mentioned that although the film is primarily commercial, they also plan to submit it for the Star River Awards at the end of the year..."

"Bai Chen, haven't you always wanted to win an award?"

How could any actor not want to win an award?

At this moment, Bai Chen was indeed tempted.

He had been in the industry for three or four years, playing both leading and supporting roles, his acting skills gradually improving, and he had received genuine praise from many seniors and peers.

However, no amount of praise could match the recognition and tangible affirmation of a heavy trophy.

Especially when it came to the most famous and authoritative Star River Award in the empire.

Even a Best Supporting Actor award would be the best affirmation of one's talent.

Bai Chen thought for a while and finally said, "I'll consider it."

At the same time, a thought crossed his mind: how would he explain this to Xie Yilin?

Song Lei had also considered this.

"Let's do this: go discuss it with His Highness. I'll go talk to the director first."

With that, he turned and left.

Bai Chen slowly shuffled back to the entrance of the lounge.

After all, it was due to Xie Yilin's special status.

If he were just an ordinary Alpha, Bai Chen wouldn't have cared so much. He could freely film and take on roles, as these were merely part of his job.

But Xie Yilin was no ordinary person.

He had to worry about public opinion, the views of the masses, and whether Xie Yilin's reputation might be affected.

Although when they got married, Bai Chen was in a low point, and Xie Yilin's reputation wasn't much better.

It was precisely because of this that Bai Chen cared even more.

The newly revised script didn't add much.

Just a few glances, some ambiguous dialogues, and a heart-to-heart talk under the moonlight.

But Bai Chen knew that such scenes and words, when directed at certain people, could transform into something else entirely.

A snippet from a variety show could become evidence of his diva behavior; a bloody battle against enemies could turn into a brutal slaughter in the eyes of those with ulterior motives. Words, which should be tools for passing down civilization, are often used as weapons to kill.

... This world is never short of conspiracies, only of hearts that can see the truth.

Bai Chen pushed open the door and returned to the lounge.

He had been gone for only two or three minutes, so Xie Yilin, sitting on the sofa, glanced over with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The Omega walked up to him, pressing his lips together.

He hadn't decided how to start.

Xie Yilin reached out, grasped his fingers, and gently squeezed, "What's wrong?"

"I..."

Bai Chen opened his mouth but hesitated to speak.

Xie Yilin furrowed his brow slightly.

He paused, then pulled Omega closer. Bai Chen didn't really resist, so he ended up sitting... on his lap.

The Alpha's thighs were firm and just the right temperature, surprisingly soft.

But this way, from a distance, Bai Chen looked even more delicate, like a large, beautiful doll cradled in Xie Yilin's arms, indulging in affectionate gestures.

His face flushed slightly, and he felt a bit regretful.

...What kind of position is this!

He had come to discuss serious matters, yet somehow it had turned into a display of coquettishness?

Never mind, getting up now would feel awkward too, so let it be.

Bai Chen closed his eyes, resigned, and said, "Your Highness, I want to add some scenes."

Xie Yilin hummed, his other arm circling around Bai Chen's waist, his large hand pressing against his back, offering strength and support, "What's the matter?"

Is there a problem with the scenes?

Bai Chen said, "It's... um, there’s... a bit of romantic content."

Xie Yilin: …

Alpha narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Bai Chen didn’t look, nor dared to look. He deliberately turned his head away, his voice involuntarily becoming softer as he added guiltily, "But don't worry, there isn’t much. Just a few lines."

What kind of lines?

"No kissing."

Why mention kissing?

"No hugging."

Hugging...

Suddenly, Xie Yilin remembered seeing Bai Chen hug each character not long ago, and there were three of them.

A vague suspicion resurfaced in his mind. Dark clouds gathered in his gray eyes, suddenly brewing a storm.

The Omega hadn’t turned around yet, so he hadn’t noticed. He was still trying to explain, "Nothing will happen. It’s just ordinary acting!"

"I really like this role. The director said they would submit it for awards. I have confidence in myself and want to give it a try..."

As he spoke, he didn’t notice Xie Yilin’s right hand moving higher, now resting on the back of his neck.

The Omega’s gland was within reach.

Xie Yilin's fingertips were just a hair's breadth away from gently touching the slightly protruding, most tender part of the Omega.

At this moment, Bai Chen finally finished recounting the background and began to address the crucial part.

"Your Highness," he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Didn't you want to know what hugging means to me?"

... Better to rip off the band-aid quickly than to prolong the pain; better late than never.

This was a question they would have to face sooner or later.

Strangely, he felt very calm now.

Xie Yilin's fingers paused at the edge of the gland.

The man's expression was inscrutable, his tone remarkably composed as he replied lightly, "Oh?"

Bai Chen paused, his voice light and thin, almost nonchalant, "It's because..."

"It's because I have skin hunger."

... He said it!

The Omega's heart leaped into his throat in an instant. He anxiously tightened his fingers, unconsciously gripping a piece of his clothing.

Xie Yilin's fingertips tensed.

For a moment, the room became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Bai Chen could hear the rush of his own blood and the thudding of his heart, beat after beat, pulse after pulse.

In the intense, indescribable silence, the Alpha's brow furrowed deeply for the first time, like mountain ridges.

The suspicion in his heart seemed to be confirmed, yet it also felt a bit off. He moved toward an unfamiliar direction, one he was not accustomed to.

Then, Xie Yilin suddenly made his move.

Like a fierce beast striking suddenly, he abruptly pulled Bai Chen into his arms, changed direction, and then pressed him onto the sofa, firmly pinning him down.

Bai Chen felt as if the world was spinning; his vision blurred, and when it cleared, he saw the handsome features of the Alpha. Leaning over him, the Alpha confined him within a small space, his gray eyes sharp and focused, as if locking onto his prey.

Xie Yilin's other hand still supported the back of Bai Chen's neck, gradually touching the Omega's gland.

With just that touch, Bai Chen couldn't help but go limp.

It was instinct, a physiological response.

His mind seemed to lose all control, his body weak and trembling, surrendering all autonomy.

But the Alpha wasn't done yet.

His cool, plump fingertips pressed against the tender and vulnerable gland, gently rubbing back and forth, as if determined to interrogate, to torture, to torment in a way that was both soft and sweet.

As if this way, the little Omega's words would be the most genuine.

"Tell me."

At the same time, he spoke in a low voice—

"Skin hunger syndrome..."

"What is it?"

Author's Note: Author: I'll wipe my nose, you guys continue, go on...

Xie Yilin: ...

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