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ALSACW – Chapter 116

Luoshen Hotel was the premier couples’ hotel in S-District’s inner ring. It occupied a vast area and was said to contain every pleasure humanity could imagine.

Its owner was a beta with a reputation, which wasn’t surprising. Compared to alphas and omegas, who could complete most of their courtship with pheromones alone, betas, who lacked glands, had always been more insightful when it came to pleasure.

This could probably be considered a kind of species-specific talent.

Yun Chuji was now benefiting from this talent.

When they arrived yesterday, it was nearly evening. After a quick look at the room, they went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

And what happened in this room after dinner left no one in the mood to observe their surroundings. Yun Chuji even felt the flower petals scattered on the floor were a bit of a nuisance—to avoid falling, she had to slow her steps, but that would obviously make the person in her arms, caught in a pseudo-heat, suffer a little longer.

However, once all the urgent matters were taken care of, she finally discovered the hotel’s benefits.

For instance, the self-cleaning and excessively soft bed, the various medicines for bruises, and the bath that was already drawn in the bathroom.

But there were downsides, too. Yun Chuji glanced guiltily at the mirror on the ceiling. It had almost scared her into stopping midway. It was Tang Jianxi who sensed the unresolved knot in her heart. She didn’t suggest changing the ceiling material—that would be too time-consuming and spoil the mood. Instead, she cleverly suggested they continue somewhere else without a mirror.

Setting the mirror issue aside for now, Yun Chuji looked down, troubled, at the bathrobes in the closet. For a hotel of this price, the robes provided for guests were naturally brand new. However, judging by the fabric, they didn’t seem to serve much of a purpose as robes.

Forget it.

Yun Chuji took out two in light colors.

It was better than wearing nothing. Fussing with anything else might wake her up.

But what surprised and pleased Yun Chuji most about this hotel was undoubtedly the snow falling softly outside the window and the bright light that resembled moonlight.

She said “resembled” because in this era of light pollution, the moon was basically invisible in the city. It was just a shriveled ball of light, like an unlettered sign.

In reality, though, the moonlight Yun Chuji was seeing was also man-made light pollution.

But what did it matter?

No birds would get lost because of it, and besides, it was so beautiful.

Yun Chuji applied medicine for Tang Jianxi, dressed her in a robe, and then placed her on the side of the bed closer to the window.

What a pity, Jianxi is asleep. But if she wakes up and sees this view, she should be as happy as I am right now.

Halfway through the thought, Yun Chuji corrected herself.

She added cheerfully in her mind, “I’m happy because Jianxi is also part of the scenery.”

So—Yun Chuji gently kissed Tang Jianxi’s forehead and silently mouthed, “Good night.”

Tang Jianxi didn’t wake up in the middle of the night with only four hours left, as Yun Chuji had hoped. She woke up in the daytime. She didn’t see the snow under the moonlight, but she did see the cherry blossoms fluttering in the small garden on the balcony.

They were the kind of cherry blossoms perfect for romance.

Luoshen was rumored to analyze user data to design a custom pleasure plan for every guest. This sort of thing was normally taboo in the Empire, but because Luoshen strictly adhered to information privacy laws, entrusting all the work to an AI, and because its services were so popular, it was not only never criticized but had even turned this into a selling point.

At this moment, however, Tang Jianxi’s focus wasn’t on the cherry blossoms designed specifically for their personalities, but on Yun Chuji’s half-exposed shoulder.

What a rare sight.

The silk robe that had troubled Yun Chuji was an open-front design, held together by a single thin tie. In reality, it wasn’t very secure, because there was only one tie, and it was positioned too low.

The slightest movement revealed everything.

Tang Jianxi couldn’t help but think that the robe must have been custom-made, too. How else could it suit her tastes so perfectly?

Just as she was slipping her hand through the overly large gap, she touched another hand that shouldn’t have been there.

Tang Jianxi raised her eyes. “You’re awake?”

Yun Chuji moved Tang Jianxi’s hand aside, then clutched her lapels in a transparent attempt to cover up. “Yes,” she said.

Tang Jianxi wasn’t as easily flustered as Yun Chuji. She turned on her side, propping her head up with one hand. The flimsy construction of her robe immediately displayed her near-perfect body like an oil painting.

The omega extended the index finger of her right hand and toyed with the thin tie on the alpha’s chest. “We’re not even out of bed yet. Why the sudden change in attitude?”

Yun Chuji didn’t dare move. Her scalp tingled, as did the tips of her fingers and toes. Her throat bobbed, and a layer of moisture misted her round eyes. With some difficulty, she said, “Jianxi, you passed out yesterday. I think this is getting too out of control, so we should exercise some restraint.”

Tang Jianxi’s fingers froze. Now that Yun Chuji mentioned it, the feeling of being soft and comfortable, as if she had soaked in a bath for too long, slowly surfaced throughout her body, along with a reasonable amount of fatigue.

However, she didn’t heed Yun Chuji’s advice, even though she was the one who had fainted.

Tang Jianxi whispered the solution: “I’ll get used to it after a few more times.”

And then, the tie snapped.

In the end, Tang Jianxi did get to see the snow and moonlight at night.

By now, Yun Chuji had requested new robes from hotel management to avoid a repeat incident and had the AI bring them dinner. She herself was sitting by the bed, waiting for Tang Jianxi to wake up.

Yes, Miss Tang Jianxi had fainted again.

Her body, which had become almost completely resistant to inhibitors, had undergone precious repair thanks to months of Yun Chuji’s consistent pheromone therapy. But it was still somewhat inadequate when dealing with this kind of deeper marking.

This caused Tang Jianxi to exhibit the shameful trait of being outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

Feeling the dryness of her body and the defensive line formed by the buttons of her pajamas, Tang Jianxi threw back the covers and held out her hands. As she wished, she received a hug, and after the hug, the treatment of being carried to be washed up.

In the bathroom, after the last drop of water was wiped from her face by the towel in Yun Chuji’s hand, Tang Jianxi blinked. With a tone that was hard to tell if it was proud or troubled, she said, “You seem to be very good at taking care of me now.”

Yun Chuji put the towel back in its place and replied, “Is there anything wrong with that?”

“I don’t know if it’s a good thing. Because if my soul, my body, and my habits all fall in love with you, then I’ll be completely and utterly at your mercy.” Tang Jianxi tapped Yun Chuji’s chin as she gave her answer.

Yun Chuji didn’t answer right away. Instead, she picked her up, carried her to the dining table, and began feeding her seafood congee spoonful by spoonful. Staring at the light red shrimp floating in the congee, she said awkwardly, “If we’re counting like that, then Jianxi had me at her mercy long ago.”

Her soul and body went without saying. As for habits—all her living habits in the Empire had been formed under Tang Jianxi’s influence.

Now, she had even developed the bad habit of being unable to sleep well without smelling Tang Jianxi’s scent.

Tang Jianxi looked at the faint blush on the tips of Yun Chuji’s ears. A searingly warm current flowed through her heart, more satisfying than all the warmth of the previous night. Tang Jianxi didn’t know how to properly express this feeling—she lacked the experience—so she could only say it in the most direct way: “Xiao Ji, if you keep talking like that, it’ll make me want to ‘get used to it’ again.”

Yun Chuji’s whole body tensed up again, but she tried to keep her expression unchanged. She scooped up another spoonful of congee and muttered as she fed her, “You should build up your strength first.”

“…”

Tang Jianxi snatched the bowl from her.

She finished it in a few gulps, wiped her mouth, and said in a soft, gentle voice, “I told you, it’s a matter of getting used to it. I have a degree in omega physiology, so I know that my condition will improve after a few more times. If a few times isn’t enough, a few dozen will also work.”

Yun Chuji slowly raised her head.

The artificial moonlight spilled in from outside the window. It was such a beautiful scene, yet neither of the two people in the room was in the mood to appreciate it.

Tang Jianxi had taken annual leave, so she had plenty of time to “get used to it.” But some work couldn’t be put on hold, especially work that was a matter of life and death.

Yun Xuan was doing such work right now.

He was being a “mother.”

He hadn’t returned to A-District with Lucia. The convenient communication of this era was sufficient to solve most difficulties.

Yun Chuji came to see him every week. It was hard to imagine that his sister, once known for her virtue, had hinted several times that he could abort the child. But then again, she was capable of patching up the Admonitions for Women and turning it into A-Virtue, so this level of thinking was perhaps understandable.

However, how could her brain, which had not been carefully cultivated, possibly understand that it wasn’t just one child gestating in his twisted body?

One was a worthless lump of flesh, essentially a monster aside from its bloodline.

The other was his meticulously planned revenge infant.

Both children were growing, absorbing nutrients from his body and soul. They gradually became whole, growing hands and feet, able to move within his womb.

What astonishing life.

On the wall in front of him hung a large sheet of paper, filled with all sorts of lines. The words alpha, beta, and omega appeared most frequently.

It was worth noting that the ink used for alpha and omega was a different color from that used for beta. One was red, the other black.

And the two reddest lines of text were two names.

Lucia Hall.

Ophelia Hall.

“Soon,” Yun Xuan murmured. “This chaos of the hen crowing at dawn must be set right, and these monsters who blur the lines between man and woman should be burned to ashes.”

At that moment, on the light screen before him, complex streams of information intertwined secretly and randomly, like on land after a devastating flood. Yet in his era, short-sighted people rarely knew that such currents were the cause of an even greater disaster.

Yun Xuan believed that the people of this era would be even more short-sighted.


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