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Ma Jiaqi stood at He Junlin's doorway, his fingertips hovering in the air for three seconds before finally descending. The soft knocks echoed distinctly in the quiet hallway. He knew Ma Jiaqi had already begun to suspect him, so he decided to make Ma Jiaqi let his guard down.

The door opened, and Ma Jiaqi's pupils slightly dilated the moment he saw who was outside.

马嘉祺You... this is...

Ma Jiaqi's voice was deeper and hoarser than usual. He Junlin was wearing only a low-cut, milky-white woolen pajama top. The soft fabric glowed softly under the warm hallway light, outlining his slender waistline.

贺峻霖What~ Not welcoming me?

He Junlin tilted his head, his collar slipping slightly with the movement. He raised his hand, his fingertip lightly tapping Ma Jiaqi's chest, able to feel the other's instantly accelerated heartbeat even through the shirt.

Ma Jiaqi's breathing noticeably quickened. He grabbed He Junlin's wrist, pulled him into the room, and pressed him against the wall. Ma Jiaqi's warm breath fanned against the sensitive skin of He Junlin's neck, his voice suppressed and low.

马嘉祺Coming to find me so late... do you know what you're doing?

Instead of avoiding him, He Junlin lifted his neck, exposing more skin, a sly glint flashing in his eyes.

贺峻霖So, are you going to keep me company, Qi Zong?

Ma Jiaqi's lips brushed lightly past the corner of his mouth but stopped克制ly before any deeper contact. He took a deep breath and released his grip.

马嘉祺It's too late today. You should get some rest first.

But these words sounded completely different to He Junlin.

贺峻霖OS: Just this once, really can't/.do it.

But on the surface, he obediently "Mm-hmm"ed, his eyelashes lowered to hide the triumph in his eyes. Plan successful – Ma Jiaqi's suspicion of him had indeed lessened considerably. As for those things Ma Jiaqi had investigated, he automatically assumed He Junlin was forced into them.

马嘉祺Good boy, good night.

Ma Jiaqi gently ruffled his hair, his voice tender beyond belief. As He Junlin turned away, he didn't notice the profound meaning that flashed in Ma Jiaqi's eyes.

Early the next morning, He Junlin made a point to wake up early and sent a message to Song Yaxuan:

贺峻霖"Phase Two of the plan. Come to my place today."

At noon, the doorbell rang right on time. He Junlin ran to open the door. Song Yaxuan stood at the doorstep holding a few paper bags, beaming a bright smile as soon as he saw him.

宋亚轩Linlin~

贺峻霖Xuanxuan, you're here!

He Junlin affectionately linked arms with Song Yaxuan, the two sticking together like conjoined twins. Ma Jiaqi, who was sitting on the sofa reading documents, looked up, his gaze lingering for a moment on their intertwined arms.

Song Yaxuan shook the paper bags in his hand, the baking materials inside rustling.

宋亚轩Let's make a cake today, okay?

贺峻霖Sure, you even brought the ingredients!

He Junlin took the bags, and the two of them entered the kitchen one after the other. Ma Jiaqi's eyes followed their retreating figures, the document in his hand remaining unturned for a long time.

Laughter and cheerful chatter soon came from the kitchen. Song Yaxuan deliberately raised his voice.

宋亚轩Baby, taste this cream, is it sweet enough~?

贺峻霖Hmm... a little sweeter would be better~

Ma Jiaqi finally couldn't restrain himself. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen. The scene that met his eyes when he pushed the door open made his expression freeze – Song Yaxuan was embracing He Junlin from behind, his chin resting intimately on He Junlin's shoulder. Meanwhile, He Junlin had dipped his finger in some cream and was gently dabbing it beside Song Yaxuan's lips.

马嘉祺What are you two doing?

Ma Jiaqi's voice held clear displeasure. He Junlin turned his head, wearing an innocent expression.

贺峻霖What do you mean, what are we doing?

Ma Jiaqi pointed at Song Yaxuan's arm encircling He Junlin's waist, his knuckles slightly white.

马嘉祺He Junlin, you have an alpha. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?

He Junlin pouted slightly, deliberately leaning closer into Song Yaxuan's embrace.

贺峻霖Ge, don't be so sensitive, okay? We're both Omegas. Besides, if there was really something between us, we would have been together long ago. What place would there be for you then?

Song Yaxuan cooperatively nodded, though from an angle Ma Jiaqi couldn't see, he looked somewhat nervous. Ma Jiaqi's face darkened. Ultimately, he turned and left without another word, gently closing the study door behind him.

宋亚轩Aiyo, helping you act in this play is almost the death of me!

Song Yaxuan immediately let go, wiping his brow. He Junlin triumphantly licked the cream from his fingertip.

贺峻霖See, I told you he'd care!

宋亚轩I've finished making the cake for you. I should get going now. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid he'll really get angry.

Song Yaxuan hurriedly said his goodbyes, sympathetically patting He Junlin's shoulder before leaving.

贺峻霖Okay, be careful on your way.

In the study, Ma Jiaqi stared at the documents in his hand but couldn't absorb a single word. Images from last night – He Junlin's proactive closeness – and today's intimate scene with Song Yaxuan flashed alternately in his mind. A sudden thought emerged: Does He Junlin act like this with others too?

This thought acted like a fuse, involuntarily igniting the Alpha's possessiveness. Ma Jiaqi stood up and strode towards the living room.

He Junlin was leisurely tasting the cake. Seeing Ma Jiaqi approach with a serious expression, he lightly placed his fork on the plate.

贺峻霖You... what's wrong?

Ma Jiaqi didn't answer. Instead, he gently took He Junlin's wrist and led him towards the bedroom. He Junlin put up a symbolic struggle, his robe loosening slightly during the movement.

贺峻霖Ma Jiaqi, calm down! Whatever it is, let's talk properly!

The bedroom door closed softly. Ma Jiaqi had He Junlin sit on the edge of the bed, his fingers gently tracing the collar of He Junlin's pajamas. When he saw that He Junlin's skin was smooth, with even the slight marks from yesterday already faded, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Ma Jiaqi's gaze was profound as he lowered his head and left a faint mark on that delicate collarbone.

贺峻霖Ah! You...

The slight sting made He Junlin gasp, but Ma Jiaqi sealed his lips with a gentle kiss. At the same time, his hand gently stroked He Junlin's back in a soothing manner.

贺峻霖Mm... don't...

He Junlin's protests gradually softened into faint murmurs. Ma Jiaqi's pheromones, full of compulsion, enveloped He Junlin. The scents of wine and lemon mint intertwined, creating an intoxicating, coercive, yet strangely comforting atmosphere.

It was only after a long while that the commotion in the bedroom gradually subsided. Ma Jiaqi looked down at the somewhat weary He Junlin in his arms, his fingers gently lingering in his hair.

马嘉祺OS: It's not time yet.

He gently picked He Junlin up and carefully straightened his clothes for him.

Ma Jiaqi paused by the window for a moment, looking back at He Junlin sleeping peacefully on the bed. In the moonlight, He Junlin's sleeping face was pure and lovely, completely different from his sly, lively daytime self.

马嘉祺He Junlin... I'm completely done for, because of you.

Ma Jiaqi gently got ⅰ

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