Marked the Protagonist A (Translated)

Chapter 42: The Night is Beautiful Tonight

Chapter 42: The Night is Beautiful Tonight

Ji Chenxi lay on the bed, staring intently at Chi Zhuo without blinking.

"What did you call me?" he asked softly.

"Baby," Chi Zhuo replied, his tone unchanged.

Ji Chenxi pouted, offering his assessment. "I've heard this is a term most favored by scumbags."

"Where did you hear that?"

"Naturally from an omega."

"So do you think I'm one?" Chi Zhuo asked softly, gently pecking Ji Chenxi's lips again, feeling the higher temperature radiating from him. He loosened his grip on Ji Chenxi, his cool hand resting on the other's forehead for a bit of physical cooling, maintaining an ambiguous but not overly intense distance.

Breath becoming heavier, Ji Chenxi faced Chi Zhuo's question and didn't answer immediately. Instead, he countered, "What about you? Do you think you are?"

Chi Zhuo gently stroked Ji Chenxi's head, his gesture tinged with tenderness. "I think I might be, I suppose."

Chi Zhuo could confirm that he was serious about Ji Chenxi, but even with that seriousness, he didn't want to lay down his pride and self-esteem as an alpha, unwilling to be marked, unwilling to be subordinate, believing that in their situation, Ji Chenxi should be the one to yield.

Alphas are indeed arrogant and vicious, and no alpha would want to compromise themselves for another. This is also why most AA relationships don't succeed—pheromone repulsion is one reason, societal factors another, but what truly stumps them is the inherently dominant nature of alphas. No alpha is willing to step back for another alpha.

After hearing Chi Zhuo's words, Ji Chenxi felt a bit troubled. "If only I could think you are one too."

"You..." Chi Zhuo hesitated, "You don't really think I'm not, do you?"

Ji Chenxi made a sound, seemingly reluctant to admit it again. "I must have fried my brain during my sensitivity period; a term as ambiguous and dismissive as 'baby' makes me feel like you're sincere."

What is sincerity? It's something priceless and rare in a lifetime.

Chi Zhuo was momentarily taken aback, at a loss for words.

Ji Chenxi laughed happily from the soft bedding, his hand retrieving a suppressor he had carelessly tossed on the bed earlier.

The deep blue, luminescent suppressor swayed in the test tube, glimmering in his hand.

Ji Chenxi casually toyed with the suppressor before effortlessly opening it, injecting the entire liquid into his skin. The action was quick and decisive, as if he were someone who hadn't previously rejected the suppressor.

"What are you doing?"

"My sensitivity period has dragged on long enough."

Ji Chenxi rubbed his forehead, and once reason returned, he found it amusing how he had behaved during his sensitivity period. If at first, it was to control Wu Zhang with the overwhelming pheromones of his sensitivity period, then what about the next two hours? Selfishness?

Ji Chenxi found every choice he made during his sensitivity period interesting.

It was this amusement that made him laugh again.

After a while, he finally calmed down from the impulses and anxieties of his sensitivity period.

"Chi Zhuo, have you become soft-hearted so easily?"