Chapter 36 Are You That Eager to Go See Him?

Chapter 36: Can’t You Wait to Go to Him?

Zhao Jinzong leaned his head back, looking at the alpha on his lap. His eyes were misty, and a powerful emotion surged up from deep within, eroding his reason.

In an instant, Zhao Jinzong grabbed Chen Su by the back of the neck and kissed him.

The Enigma’s pheromones swept in overwhelmingly, so intense they could drown you.

Chen Su finally got the kiss he wanted from Zhao Jinzong, but the Enigma was still angry. This kiss was harsh, far from gentle, yet Chen Su still felt immense pleasure—until his phone vibrated in his pocket. While still kissing, he fished out his phone, held it behind Zhao Jinzong’s head, and glanced at the screen.

The screen showed a message that made him furious.

“Can’t you wait to go to him?”

Chen Su’s eyes darkened. With a thud, he let go, and the phone fell onto the floor behind the sofa. Zhao Jinzong turned his head to look.

“I lost my grip on the phone. Don’t worry about it.”

Chen Su tightened his arms around Zhao Jinzong’s neck, tilted his head, and pursued Zhao Jinzong’s handsome face with lingering kisses, clinging to him like he’d never let go, not wanting to be apart for even a moment.

This pleased Zhao Jinzong immensely.

Zhao Jinzong’s eyes narrowed, his mood lifting.

Chen Su roughly tore off his own tie with a forceful hand, ripped open his shirt buttons, rubbing his skin raw in the process. His movements could only be described as “brutal”—nothing like the gentleness he showed when undoing Zhao Jinzong’s buttons.

Chen Su unbuttoned his shirt, offering himself to Zhao Jinzong at the most tempting angle.

Zhao Jinzong grasped his wrist—a sign for him to stop.

Chen Su frowned, took Zhao Jinzong’s hand from his wrist, and placed it on his chest. With his shirt open, the name badge engraved with his name swung outside the fabric, tapping against Zhao Jinzong’s hand.

Because of Zhao Jinzong’s touch, Chen Su’s usually refined face was now filled with lust. He spoke each word deliberately: “I’ve already updated my marital status.”

Chen Su added, “Zhao Jinzong, you can touch me.”

Zhao Jinzong smiled, his voice low and soothing. “Good.”

Zhao Jinzong’s eyes showed a rare hint of satisfaction. Chen Su remembered his words, knew his bottom line, wouldn’t cross it—and was occasionally obedient.

Chen Su had completed the procedure to update his marital status, no longer bound by the marriage with Sheng Beiqing. He had come with sincere determination to let go, fully committed.

Zhao Jinzong gave Chen Su a kiss, then glanced sideways into the distance. He patted Chen Su’s waist with a large hand, reminding him, “The curtains.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

Chen Su wasn’t going to close the curtains. He acted like a madman.

“Nonsense.”

Zhao Jinzong pressed the button to close the curtains. The Enigma’s possessive nature would never allow Chen Su to act recklessly.

Chen Su watched the curtains draw shut, then lowered his head and leaned in to kiss the Enigma.

The Enigma pressed a finger to Chen Su’s lips. Chen Su kissed for a while but didn’t get what he wanted. He frowned, his eyes full of grievance.

Chen Su took a deep breath. “…I want to kiss.”

Zhao Jinzong knew exactly what Chen Su wanted, but he deliberately held back. “Don’t you like it?”

“…”

Chen Su could never bring himself to answer that seriously. His kisses were gentle and detailed, as if showing his sincerity to the Enigma.

The pheromones in the office grew denser. Chen Su was restraining himself to the extreme. The Enigma stopped teasing and kissed Chen Su’s lips. Chen Su’s mood instantly improved.

An alpha in heat could be made happy by a single kiss.

He eagerly wanted more.

Zhao Jinzong rarely saw him so proactive. He stopped teasing, stopped playing games.

……………………

Chen Su spent the whole afternoon in Zhao Jinzong’s office, moving from the sofa to the work desk.

Although Chen Su had entered his heat, he still retained a shred of rationality and morality. This was, after all, the dignified General Bureau—he couldn’t be too outrageous. For that reason, he made no inappropriate sounds.

Chen Su was afraid. Since this was the General Bureau office, someone might come in to deliver documents or pass by.

Chen Su didn’t want Zhao Jinzong to lose authority because of him.

Clearly, Chen Su’s worries seemed unnecessary. For the entire afternoon, no one knocked on Zhao Jinzong’s door, and there wasn’t even the sound of footsteps.

Files and a water cup on the desk were knocked to the floor, yet no one came.

Chen Su’s suspended heart gradually relaxed.

He let go of reason and kissed the Enigma.

At first, Chen Su sought Zhao Jinzong’s lips to kiss, and when he couldn’t get them, his eyes would well up as if he might cry. Alphas were sensitive at times like this—couldn’t bear rejection or distance from their partner. Later, whenever Zhao Jinzong approached, he would press against his chest with a wary look, determined to keep distance.

This was the first time he truly realized the Enigma’s physical strength.

Zhao Jinzong grabbed Chen Su’s wrist, removed the glove from his right hand, and kissed it. He coaxed him, “We’ll go back in a little while.”

“No…”

“Hm?”

“…”

Chen Su tilted his head slightly, which counted as agreement. He always compromised easily in front of Zhao Jinzong.

This time, Zhao Jinzong, having tasted the sweetness, fully possessed Chen Su.

……

The General Bureau ended its workday. The sky grew dark. Zhao Jinzong called Uncle Wen and asked him to deliver two portions of dinner.

Uncle Wen thought Zhao Jinzong was working overtime.

But when he delivered the dinner, he sensed something was off. Unlike usual, he didn’t bring the dinner inside the office. Instead, Zhao Jinzong—disheveled, silver tassels hanging askew—took the dinner from his hands, reeking of… pheromones.

Not just incense, but also fir.

Uncle Wen knew too well where the fir pheromones came from.

He didn’t dare cast even a single glance into the room, only thinking how outrageous this was.

There are so many alphas in the world, so why… why does Zhao Jinzong have to be into Chen Su?

Uncle Wen didn't dare speak; staying here even one more second, he felt his legs go weak from the pressure of the pheromones.

Zhao Jinzong said coldly, "Tell Tanzhou to draft a leave request for me."

"Alright… alright."

The door to the General Bureau's office closed, and Uncle Wen felt a blast of hot air. He rubbed his nose and called Tanzhou.

Tanzhou asked, "What leave request?"

Uncle Wen: "..." Forgot to ask.

Zhao Jinzong brought dinner to the table, and Chen Su was sitting in Zhao Jinzong's chair, looking up at him with slightly reddened eyes, clearly having been through a lot.

Zhao Jinzong brushed his thumb over Chen Su’s lips, then pulled him onto his lap. "I'll stop messing with you. Let's eat dinner."