[风情 | FengQing]: You Are Giving Me Christmas In Mid-Summer [TGCF ABO Universe]

Part 18: (Enter) The Ghost King

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23th January, 2024

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Xie Lian sighed deeply and just slumped over the counter, staring into his beer; this, by far, wasn't the first time he was witnessing all this.

- AAAAAAAAlpha!!! A-alpha!!!  -  Mu Qing whined and rushed around the counter, now jumping into his lover's arms.

- Puppy... Pup... Pup...  -  Feng Xin was whispering, breathing heavily, and just kissing the Omega's soft hair, holding him to himself so tight that Mu Qing was panting too.

But once the Omega was heavily scented again, pacified and now  –  just sniffling, he turned to his boss, and growled again:

-What the fuck, Dianxia???

Xie Lian was just about to answer, opening his mouth to argue, but he suddenly turned to the door, quite sharply, because a very familiar scent appeared.

- Oooh!  –  he only managed to exclaim and blush as a tall, slender figure stepped inside, and with fast strides approached and wrapped his arms around him.  –  Oh! Mmmm...

- I missed you, Alpha...  -  Hua Cheng whispered in his ear, holding him very tight, feeling him purr with happiness.

- San Lang... I thought you'd rest today, puppy... Mmmm...  -  Xie Lian was melting into the warm, familiar embrace.

There was a low growl now, but Hua Cheng chose to ignore it. By the reek all around, he knew that Feng Xin was in one of his special  moods today.

- I missed you, my Alpha...  -  he just cooed again, and softly kissed Xie Lian's neck before letting go of him, and moving to stand behind him and hug his shoulders.

Xie Lian's face was split by the hugest smile, and he totally forgot about the reason why Mu Qing was all snotty, and why Feng Xin was glaring at him as if he wanted to gut  him with a spoon.

- Morons!!!  –  the bouncer reminded him, disgusted at how stupidly happy they both looked.  –  What did you do to my Omega?!?

- Ow? What did I miss then?  –  Hua Cheng raised his eye-brows, quite amused now.

The Prince relaxed back a little, into his husband's arms, and now just scoffed, waving a single index finger in the air, which drove the bouncer absolutely mad.

- Hmm, cub, I think you two should definitely talk! I mean, what a shame! You should be taking better care of your own Omega, A-Xin!

Mu Qing gasped, and stared up now, looking as childish as hell: his husband's face was tomato red by now, but he listened.

- I mean...  -  Xie Lian puffed, just keeping at it, too sure he was right to rant.  –  I get it that you're young, and you want to have fun... I get that! But having small pups of your own is serious business! It needs planning! And an Omega should be taken good care of, in order to conceive... I mean... You can't just leave your own mate be so sad and depressed... facing it all by himself... It's just... cruel! A-Xin, you...

Xie Lian was ready to go on with the lecture, and Feng Xin was ready to ROAR and raze the whole place to the ground, shaking with rage, but what actually happened was that everybody's reactions surprised greatly everyone else.

Instead of joking about it, and mocking the stupid, brainless Alpha, joining Xie Lian in that devastating chastisement, Hua Cheng frowned, and cast a glance at Feng Xin with something close to compassion.

Instead of taking hold on his husband, and trying to prevent him from murdering people, and getting himself into a brawl, Mu Qing now let go of Feng Xin and threw himself into the arms of a very surprised Xie Lian, dry-sobbing, and whimpering: "Alpha!!!! It's awful!!!"

Instead of screaming his lungs out, and getting all customers scared because of his strong voice and his scent, Feng Xin , stunned, only managed to coax: "Are you OK, babe? Your scent is so... Mu Qing? Please..."

Instead of returning the sniffling Omega to his mate, and maybe spreading some calming pheromones to get everybody down to earth, Xie Lian's only reaction was to be dumb-founded, and instinctively hug his bartender back, and now smile a little smile and give a little wave at Feng Xin's papa, who was sitting still in a lonely corner of the bar, confused and frowning, watching the show, and  –  undoubtedly!  –  following the story all the smells told.