The Cold Alpha's Black Lotus O Strategy Plan (GL) - Chapter 34

“The Fairies of Dorm 602”

Hmph-Hmph Pig: SIQUE!!!!

Hmph-Hmph Pig: Look at this! #Chen Gang Hospitalized# Guys, this is huge news. Someone ran into Chen Gang at the hospital. Good lord, he was covered in blood. What did he go and do?

Xiaobai: No wonder. No wonder those Alphas from his dorm left in such a hurry. They probably received word that something had happened to Chen Gang, right?

Hmph-Hmph Pig: Is it possible Chen Gang was nearby at the time? Holy shit??

Zhu Wanqing shared a post from the forum.

The original post contained several censored photographs of Chen Gang lying on a stretcher.

He looked terribly injured and pitiful, but the forum was filled with cheers and mockery.

1F — Chen’s Father: Oh, fuck! What happened to my unfilial son? Why is he covered in blood? Oh dear, oh dear.

2F: Is this his funeral procession? How could such a tiny stretcher possibly match our mighty Alpha Chen’s grandeur? Shouldn’t they prepare the yellow paper and white funeral banners for him too?

8F: Look at my grandsons bustling around. Are they arranging their father’s funeral?

12F: Chen Gang? Are you sure? Wasn’t that brat supposed to be isolated in the hospital? If his pheromones are unstable, isn’t running around outside endangering society?

52F: People actually believe he has pheromone instability? He’s obviously trying to escape criminal responsibility. Who beat him? They were carrying out justice! A good person! May good people live peaceful lives!

94F: Hahahahahahahaha!

612F: Could Jin Sique have hired someone? I heard the police were called. So what happened? Any updates?

745F: The campus beauty hiring thugs? Does she look capable of that? She’s so delicate and has the face of an honor student.

Jin Sique lowered her head and replied to the messages.

Footsteps sounded behind her, accompanied by the light tap of a cane and the uneven rhythm of one heavy and one light step.

Jin Sique quickly finished typing the final word, switched off her phone screen, and rolled over.

Lü Zhongcai set down her cane, lifted the covers, and climbed into bed.

The faint scent of an Alpha’s pheromones in a relaxed state after bathing drifted into Jin Sique’s nose.

Jin Sique licked her lips.

“What if the police come looking for me?”

Lü Zhongcai glanced at her.

“Why would they look for you?”

052 said, “President, excellent acting! The black lotus is almost convinced!”

Jin Sique: “…”

“Then let’s sleep.”

Jin Sique smiled, slid beneath the covers, and gently pulled the thin blanket over her shoulders.

“Good night.”

Lü Zhongcai turned off the light and lay down.

“Good night.”

In the darkness, the two slept on opposite sides of the bed, the faint light from their phones illuminating their faces.

Jin Sique replied to the group chat.

Lü Zhongcai browsed her emails.

052 burst into loud laughter at this real-life display of sharing a bed while dreaming different dreams.

“Hahaha! I feel embarrassed for both of you. President, why torment yourself? Why not sleep in the guest room?”

“Aren’t you afraid the black lotus will get up in the middle of the night and pull off your blanket?” 052 asked darkly. “She’s absolutely capable of it.”

Lü Zhongcai ignored her.

After replying to her emails, she turned off her phone and prepared to sleep.

“Zhongcai…”

“Mm.”

“Does your leg feel better?”

“Mm.”

The atmosphere became even quieter.

Jin Sique gripped the bedsheet tightly and looked at the dim phone screen.

In the group chat, Zhu Wanqing and Xiaobai had already wished each other good night and gone to sleep.

Only Jin Sique remained awake, suddenly unable to think of anything to say to the person beside her.

Should she thank her?

Or say she had worked hard?

Lü Zhongcai had pretended not to understand her earlier question, leaving her no opportunity to ask again.

“Can’t sleep?” Lü Zhongcai suddenly asked.

Rustling came from behind her as Lü Zhongcai turned to face Jin Sique.

Jin Sique buried the lower half of her face beneath the blanket.

“Mm,” she answered, her voice muffled.

The rustling sounded again.

It resembled an ant crawling over her ear or the sole of her foot, scratching at sensitive places until a tingling itch spread through her.

Jin Sique held her breath slightly, hot air escaping her mouth.

Lü Zhongcai had moved closer and wrapped her arms around Jin Sique from behind.

Like a spark falling upon dry grassland, she ignited Jin Sique beyond her control.

“Do you want it?” Lü Zhongcai asked.

Her voice was calm and direct, without the slightest fluctuation, like the surface of a tranquil pond.

Jin Sique’s chest rose and fell with her breathing.

She did not answer.

She merely folded both hands tightly in front of herself and clenched them together, silently consenting to everything Lü Zhongcai did.

Lü Zhongcai lowered her brows.

She moved closer, pressing the blanket down from Jin Sique’s shoulder, followed by the collar of her nightclothes.

Her breath drew near, but she suddenly stopped.

Grass and gunpowder intertwined.

One ignited the other, while the other caused the flames to burn even more fiercely.

They fed upon each other until the fire raged beyond control.

Jin Sique’s eyes were unfocused.

She looked back toward Lü Zhongcai, her body almost entirely rigid as though she were enduring something.

“Zhongcai…”

Lü Zhongcai frowned.

Her fingertip lightly brushed the back of Jin Sique’s neck, and the tingling sensation made the Omega in front of her tremble faintly.

Jin Sique’s face was flushed, her breathing damp and hot.

It was an Omega’s instinctive reaction when affected by an Alpha’s pheromones.

With an Alpha partner she was familiar with, the response became even more obvious.

“Zhongcai… give it to me…”

Perhaps the words were too humiliating to say aloud.

The moment Jin Sique finished, she covered her mouth with one hand.

Her legs shifted restlessly beneath the thin blanket, gradually twisting the neat bedding into complete disarray.

Lü Zhongcai sighed and leaned closer.

Her breath fell upon the sensitive, fragile gland.

At that instant, pheromones descended with crushing force.

As Lü Zhongcai’s mark deepened, they flooded through Jin Sique’s limbs and bones.

Jin Sique trembled lightly.

Her rigid body gradually warmed, becoming soft and yielding before slowly calming down.

When the marking ended, faint teeth marks remained over her gland, damp with traces of Lü Zhongcai’s saliva across the back of her neck.

Lü Zhongcai pulled out several tissues and wiped Jin Sique’s neck.

The Omega continued trembling as she did so.

Sweat covered her forehead, neck, and chest.

Lü Zhongcai wiped each area clean, then moved lower.

When she reached Jin Sique’s waist and abdomen, another damp palm seized her wrist.

“I-I’ll do it myself…”

Jin Sique moved slowly, taking the tissues from Lü Zhongcai’s hand while pressing her lips tightly together.

Lü Zhongcai acknowledged her.

When Jin Sique remained motionless for a long time, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s… too wet…” Jin Sique answered with difficulty.

“…”

For one instant, Lü Zhongcai’s breath caught.

Her jaw tightened with a sudden, aching stiffness.

“Wh-What?”

Jin Sique’s entire face turned scarlet, her embarrassment impossible to conceal.

“…Give me more tissues.”

Lü Zhongcai abruptly returned to her senses.

Her long arm reached toward the tissue box beside the bed.

One sheet, two, three, four…

She pulled them out and handed them to Jin Sique.

Jin Sique clutched a thick handful of tissues.

Her teeth sank visibly deeper into her lower lip.

She wanted to say that she did not need so many, but speaking those words aloud felt unbearably shameful.

Yet Lü Zhongcai still asked, “Is that enough?”

Jin Sique: “…”

Jin Sique climbed out of bed barefoot and threw the tissues into the trash.

The soft, crumpled white paper was stained with moisture.

Lü Zhongcai glanced at it.

That same sensation of claws scratching at her heart remained, teasing her little by little.

The sheets were replaced and once again looked perfectly clean.

Jin Sique carried the dirty bedding away and stuffed it into the laundry room.

Lü Zhongcai lay on her side with her cheek supported in one hand, listening to the patter of water from the bathroom.

Yet her gaze remained fixed for a long time on the trash can several steps away.

052’s voice suddenly rang out, blunt and direct.

“President, what exactly are you savoring?”

Lü Zhongcai froze, then returned to her senses.

She switched off the bedside lamp, pulled the blanket over herself, and went to sleep.

052 said, “President, might you be interested in learning about abstinence?”