Chapter 33 Stay Away from Alphas

Chapter 33 Stay Away from Alphas

The study door closed, Zhao Jinzong picked up the bowl of hangover soup, stirring it with a ceramic spoon, blew on it, tested the temperature, then paused his stirring and looked up at Chen Su. He scooped up a spoonful and held it to Chen Su's lips.

Zhao Jinzong: "Did you drink a lot?"

Chen Su drank: "No."

Zhao Jinzong fed him spoonful by spoonful, patiently advising: "Drink less alcohol."

"Mm."

"Are you going back tonight?"

"Either is fine."

"Then stay the night."

"Okay."

Zhao Jinzong fed Chen Su most of the bowl before Chen Su pressed Zhao Jinzong's hand. "I already had a bit downstairs."

"Mm."

Zhao Jinzong finished the other half, set the bowl on the table, and gently wrapped an arm around Chen Su's waist. "Sit for a while before you shower."

"Mm."

Chen Su sat across from Zhao Jinzong for a while.

Zhao Jinzong read a book, rubbing his brow with one hand, the smell of alcohol lingering around him. His brow was furrowed, as if he felt uncomfortable. Before long, he stood up, took off his jacket, hung it on the chair, and strode out on his long legs to go shower.

After showering, Zhao Jinzong returned to the bedroom. Chen Su had already showered early and looked up to ask: "Still have a headache?"

"Not too bad."

Once Zhao Jinzong lay down, Chen Su gently cradled the Enigma's head against his chest, massaging his temples. "Did you catch a chill and get a migraine?"

Zhao Jinzong frowned. "Mm."

Chen Su patiently smoothed his brow.

His shirt reeked of alcohol, sharp and pungent. Chen Su was now wearing one of Zhao Jinzong's shirts, and worried it might be uncomfortable for Zhao Jinzong to lean against, he didn't even button it up, baring his chest as Zhao Jinzong's chin pressed against it.

Zhao Jinzong seemed uncomfortable, shifting slightly, his chin slid down Chen Su's chest before finding a comfortable spot—under Chen Su's collarbone. He burrowed there briefly, then moved again, pressing his cheek against Chen Su's chest where his heart was, his breathing gradually evening out—he was comfortable now.

But Chen Su's breathing grew heavy.

His skin hunger couldn't withstand Zhao Jinzong's teasing like this.

Chen Su massaged Zhao Jinzong's temples. He didn't know how long he kept it up, only that holding this position felt reassuring and satisfying.

Zhao Jinzong fell asleep leaning against Chen Su.

Chen Su traced the contours of Zhao Jinzong's face with his fingertips, etching every inch of the Enigma's body into his heart, careful not to wake the light-sleeping Zhao Jinzong.

The next morning, when Chen Su woke, he was still in the same position from the night before. He moved his hand slightly, and Zhao Jinzong woke, pulling him tightly into his embrace.

Zhao Jinzong rubbed Chen Su's hand, his handsome face close.

Chen Su: "Did I wake you?"

Zhao Jinzong: "No. Are your hands sore?"

"No."

"Still have a headache?"

"No."

"Want to sleep a bit more?"

"Mm." Zhao Jinzong lifted Chen Su's chin, resting Chen Su's chin in the crook of his own neck, then pulled his own hand out from under the covers and placed it beside Chen Su's pillow.

"It's cold out here." Chen Su grabbed Zhao Jinzong's wrist and pulled it back under the covers.

Zhao Jinzong looked down at the attentive Chen Su in his arms.

Had Chen Su once soothed his husband like this too?

Zhao Jinzong felt a surge of irritation. He gripped Chen Su's wrist firmly. An Enigma's possessiveness is strong. He was lucky that alphas couldn't mark each other—there was no trace of Sheng Beiqing's mark on Chen Su; otherwise, from the first meeting in the study, Zhao Jinzong would have lost control and marked him.

Chen Su felt Zhao Jinzong's hand brutally tug off his leather glove.

Zhao Jinzong was already being quite gentlemanly. With a 99% compatibility rate, any other Enigma would have torn off something far worse than a glove.

Because their pheromone compatibility was so high, Chen Su could sense the Enigma's current agitation. He released calming pheromones, allowing Zhao Jinzong to remove the right glove from Chen Su's hand and toss it off the bed.

Zhao Jinzong: "Stay away from alphas."

"..." Chen Su lowered his head and sniffed, detecting a very faint scent of jade dragon tea pheromones on himself.

That was Ning Congnan's pheromone scent.

Was this the reason for Zhao Jinzong's furrowed brow and irritation?

Zhao Jinzong was about to enter his rut, and smelling another alpha's pheromones on an alpha with 99% compatibility was indeed enough to trigger an Enigma's possessiveness and cause mood swings.

"Okay."

Chen Su released pheromones to soothe Zhao Jinzong's irritation, but his own body instead burned with heat.

His skin hunger flared up, making his body feverish. Zhao Jinzong sensed something was off and let go.

Zhao Jinzong got up and left the study, giving Chen Su space.

After a while, Chen Su, beaded with sweat, headed from the bedroom to the bathroom to wash up. He ran into Zhao Jinzong as he came out of the study. Zhao Jinzong reached out and wiped the sweat from Chen Su's hairline. "There are clothes in the bathroom."

"Mm."

Zhao Jinzong gave Chen Su a look that said to shower quickly and not catch a cold.

Chen Su hurried in for a quick shower. The clothes in the bathroom were Zhao Jinzong's—too large, with the shirt collar too loose to cover the hickeys.

When he came downstairs, Zhao Jinzong was having breakfast. The villa was empty except for the sound of the butler directing gardeners outside as they tended the plants.

Chen Su sat down and, looking up, saw the pinky ring on Zhao Jinzong's finely boned hand.

With his elegant hand, Zhao Jinzong poured Chen Su a glass of milk.

Chen Su drank the milk and finished breakfast, only then did he remember that he had drunk alcohol last night. Uncle Wen had driven him here, and his car was still in the restaurant's underground garage.

"I'll take you."

Zhao Jinzong placed a candy in Chen Su's palm.

Uncle Wen was already waiting at the door early.

Zhao Jinzong looked at the car keys in Uncle Wen's hand. "Uncle Wen, switch cars."

The Rolls-Royce was swapped for a Maybach.

Zhao Jinzong had thought it through for Chen Su's sake. Everyone in the Four Bureaus recognized that Rolls-Royce. If Chen Su got out of it with hickeys on his neck, within half a day, people would start speculating about their relationship, and even assume Chen Su had slept his way into the Drug Supervision Bureau.

The Maybach pulled up to the entrance of the Drug Supervision Bureau. Chen Su got out, clocked in, and went to the fourth floor of the experimental base. At the office door, he saw Meng Suizhi smoking, looking haggard and bloodshot-eyed.

Chen Su: "What's wrong?"

Meng Suizhi took a deep breath. "He's gone."

"Gone?"

Meng Suizhi nodded. "His name is Han Yu. He has a mole under his eye, like a teardrop. If you ever see him at the experimental base... call me."

"Okay." Chen Su paused for a moment. "Why would he show up at the experimental base?"

"He's paranoid. He always thinks I'm keeping other alphas on the side, so he often spies on me and follows me."

"He must really love you," Chen Su commented.

"I don't know. He's not normal." Meng Suizhi found it hard to explain. Han Yu was simply abnormal—how could a normal person turn themselves into a copy of their partner?

But he could also sort of understand...

After all, he himself had almost abandoned Han Yu once. Han Yu had nothing left in the world except Meng Suizhi. When Han Yu changed himself to look like Meng Suizhi, Meng Suizhi got into a huge fight with him.

Han Yu said that if one day Meng Suizhi didn't want him, he could still see Meng Suizhi.

At that time, Meng Suizhi just thought Han Yu was crazy, doing crazy things.

But looking at it now, Han Yu might have seen it coming all along.

Meng Suizhi was exactly the type who couldn't put up with this madman, so he'd say harsh things and drive him away.

Meng Suizhi hadn't slept all night. This was the first time in years that he came home and didn't see Han Yu.

That little madman who used to wait for him to come home was gone.

Meng Suizhi put out his cigarette, noticed the hickeys on Chen Su's neck and the strong scent of incense pheromones on him, and understood what was going on.

Chen Su touched his neck and asked, "Do you have any research on Enigma's marking?"

Meng Suizhi unlocked the door with his iris. "Come in and talk."