It's Hard Being the Bad Guy

Chapter 34

(Warning Little Nsfw ahead)

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Dikun has two fixed emotional tide periods every year. Wen Ai has long relied on medication to suppress it, disrupting the body's physiological cycle long ago. However, even so, the emotional tide doesn't just come abruptly; there's always a preparatory period of two or three days. Wen Ai usually detects it early and promptly suppresses any signs with inhibitors.

After being bitten by Zhuo Yiqing last time, Wen Ai's instinct seemed to have calmed down like a plucked hair. He slept quietly, making no movements. But today he realized that it was just lurking quietly, waiting for the opportunity to strike back fiercely.

This time, the emotional tide came swiftly and strongly. Wen Ai had just noticed a slight discomfort in his body when someone in the crowd stopped, stretched their neck to catch the scent drifting in the air, and slowly turned their head in his direction.

Wen Ai's heart skipped a beat as he quickly darted into a nearby alley where few people ventured. In just a matter of seconds, he reacted swiftly, but still attracted a few sensitive sniffer dogs.

While Wen Ai studied poisons, it was something he did in the medicine room. On a regular day, he carried only a few bottles of healing medicine. Since arriving at Juanyun Manor, even his inhibitors had been confiscated. Now, besides running away, he couldn't see any other way out.

The alley twisted and turned, confusing him. Wen Ai ran blindly, taking any turn he came across. The pursuing Tian Qian behind him were multiplying.

As desire surged inside him, his legs began to tremble. Wen Ai stumbled and staggered, trying to escape, looking like he would collapse any second.

The Tian Qian behind him cheered excitedly—

"Being in heat on the street means looking for a fuck, why run now?"

"Little baby, is your back itching badly? Let Uncle use his big XX to scratch it for you!"

(The XX part is censored in OG novel)

"Fuck, smells so good, I'll fucking tear your slutty ass apart!"

The lewd and vulgar remarks kept getting closer to Wen Ai, who glanced back in panic. Those people were not far from him, their faces showing disgusting expressions, some even had their clothes open.

Terrified at the thought of the possible humiliation, Wen Ai was petrified, tears swirling helplessly in his eyes.

If, if he couldn't escape, he might as well smash his head against the wall.

As this thought crossed his mind, Wen Ai collided solidly with someone at the corner.

The momentum from Wen Ai's frantic sprint drained away in an instant as he clung tightly to the familiar body, his heart finally sinking back to reality.

Without needing to lift his head or say a word, he could recognize this person just by their scent.

Zhuo Yi Qing hugged the trembling Wen Ai tenderly, "Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The Dikun, seeing the elusive Tian Qian finally stopped by someone, slowed their pursuit, approaching with lewd smiles.

"Hahaha! You motherfucker, keep running!"

"Tonight, we've got a playdate!"

"Hey, that kid! Why are you still hugging him dumbly? Get him or get lost!"

Some began to clamor for Zhuo Yi Qing to hand over Wen Ai. Zhuo Yi Qing's face turned frighteningly cold as he drew his long sword from his waist and swung a fierce sword wind at the ruffians, leaving a long and deep sword mark on the ground.