The President injected himself again [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 47. Big Brother's Peach Blossom Luck: Two A's Meet, a Battle to the En

Chapter 47: Big Brother's Peach Blossom Luck, A Battle to the End

With a clean and powerful hook punch, the opponent was knocked down, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

"K. O!"

"Kris once again K. O'd the opponent and won the match!"

"Congratulations, Kris!"

. . .

The whistle sounded, and the outcome was decided.

Amidst the roaring cheers, deafening music filled the venue.

"Kris, that man has been eyeing you for a while."

"He looks good."

"He must be your fan, right?" Kris's companion handed her a bottle of water with the cap twisted off, and couldn't help but glance a few more times at the man sitting in the front row. Even though he didn't do anything, his naturally strong presence overwhelmed everyone around him. And on top of that, he was incredibly handsome, with his nose, eyes, and lips. . . so irresistibly sexy.

Most importantly,

he was an Alpha.

Simply the best of the best.

Kris took a sip from the water bottle, raised an eyebrow, and looked at the male Alpha her companion mentioned with a smile that was neither a smile nor a smirk. "He didn't ask me for an autograph."

"Well, he's an Alpha after all, always concerned about his image." Her companion nudged Kris's arm with their elbow and secretly gestured towards him. "Luckily, you're also an Alpha, otherwise I wouldn't have a chance. . . Kris, for the sake of our many years of friendship, introduce me to your fan, okay?"

Kris looked at the man and smiled. "Him?"

"Yes, I'm interested in him."

"You can be interested in anyone, but not him. . . not allowed."

"Kris. . ."

Kris handed the half-empty water bottle back to her companion and walked straight to the male Alpha who was still sitting in the front row, motionless. She looked down at him with a smile and said, "Are you interested in chatting in my lounge?"

The male Alpha stood up and said, "Lead the way."

Kris smiled and waved to her frustrated companion who couldn't get any meat. She ignored the upcoming award ceremony and led the male Alpha into her own lounge. She closed and locked the door, then grabbed his tie and pushed him against the door panel.

Immediately, Kris pressed herself against him.

"I told you, you're not suitable for appearing in public, especially in crowded places at night, like. . . the boxing gym."

"Why?"

"Too many people staring at you makes me uncomfortable."

The man remained silent.

"Don't look at me like that, you know, I'm. . . impulsive." Kris smiled and leaned closer to the man's ear, where his most sensitive spot was, and her favorite place.

The man turned his face to look at her but still didn't say anything.

"Why aren't you an O?" Shen Qianyun pressed against Shi Lin and took a deep breath of his unique pheromone scent. "If you were an O, I would have marked you long ago, never allowing anyone to covet you. . . Oh, and I would hide you away, in a place that only the two of us know."

Shi Lin looked up at her. "Why aren't you an O?"

"I wish I were," Shen Qianyun pretended to be distressed, furrowing her brows. "Why don't you ask your family's doctor to come up with a way to develop a potion that can convert Alpha pheromones? Shi Lin, as long as it's you, I'm willing to sacrifice and become an Omega. . . or even a Beta."

Shen Qianyun clung to Shi Lin's neck and didn't let go. "Is it possible?"

"Do you think I would believe you?" Shi Lin looked at Shen Qianyun expressionlessly. "If there really was a potion to convert Alpha pheromones, you would have used it on me first, right?"

Shen Qianyun's smile grew stronger as her intentions were exposed. "Well, then, let me try marking you."

"How about I try first?"

"We can try now."

"Who do you think will die first?"

Shen Qianyun leaned in and kissed Shi Lin's lips. "If we don't mark each other, let's just have some fun."

Shi Lin's eyes darkened.

It was a meeting of thunder and fire. Outside, the boxing arena was still searching for the winner to present the trophy, and fans were eagerly anticipating taking photos with their idol. But at this moment, the champion that everyone was concerned about was burning with passion in his own dressing room with his long-lost lover.

The sound of heavy breathing filled the air. . .

It was unclear how much time had passed before the two gradually calmed down.

Shi Lin got up from the sofa, put on his clothes, and carefully put on the tie that had been thrown on the ground during their passionate encounter. "Fangxing is also in Jiangcheng. Can you take care of her when you have time?"

"I knew you didn't come to Jiangcheng just to see me."

". . ."

Seeing Shen Qianyun getting up directly from the sofa without wearing anything, Shi Lin frowned and immediately grabbed a thin blanket from the sofa to cover her. Shen Qianyun resisted, but Shi Lin wrapped her up and carried her into his arms, warning her seriously, "Don't be reckless."

Shen Qianyun raised an eyebrow. "Because Fangxing is your sister, I won't argue with you this time. But Shi Lin, if you ever come looking for me for someone else again, I won't pay attention to you."

Note: Revised