President Lu was brimming with enthusiasm, but Su Yun hesitated, his steps faltering slightly.
He started to consider the possibility of taking his suitcase back to his own room, but before he could even think it through, President Lu had already patted the bed five times.
Lu Yuan: “Wife!”
Still sitting on the bed, Lu Yuan waved his hand at Su Yun: “Wife, wife!”
Su Yun: …
In the end, unable to refuse the overwhelming enthusiasm, Su Yun stepped into the room.
Once inside, he realized just how absurd everything that had happened tonight was.
Was this… cohabitation with Lu Yuan?
Although they were legally married and had a little red booklet to prove it, so living together was perfectly normal, even expected, they were just in an arranged marriage!
In their social circle, there were many arranged marriages, but very few of them lasted.
More often, arranged marriages bred resentment, leading to couples who shared a bed but dreamed different dreams.
And if one party in an arranged marriage fell in love… the outcome could only be more tragic.
Su Yun didn’t want that, so he had warned himself from the start: it’s just an arranged marriage.
Su Yun admitted that he was somewhat pessimistic about love, especially when it came to starting a relationship with a stranger. His marriage to Lu Yuan was just a contract, a formality. They wouldn’t be together for long; a few years at most, and they would go their separate ways. Once the contract ended, they would part ways.
If Lu Yuan hadn’t hugged him like this…
Just a moment ago, when Su Yun stepped into the room, before he had time to react, the alpha had pulled him into his arms.
The alpha was already in his susceptible period, and the heat from Lu Yuan’s body felt like it was wrapping Su Yun’s heart in warmth.
Su Yun was startled: “Mm—”
Lu Yuan, already acting before asking, patted the Omega’s back soothingly: “Wife, let me hold you for a little while, okay?”
Lu Yuan: “Just for a little while.”
Lu Yuan: “Wife—”
Su Yun: “…Okay.”
“Wife, can I put the things you don’t use often here?” President Lu, after holding Su Yun for a bit, turned his attention to the suitcase.
Looking at the lonely suitcase, the president seemed to have an idea. A moment later, he got out of bed and started organizing his bedroom closet. He then turned to Su Yun and said, “This side can be for the things you don’t use often, that side for mine, and the middle for what we both use frequently!”
Lu Yuan: “Wife, what do you think?”
Su Yun didn’t have much stuff, so he couldn’t think of a reason to oppose the idea and nodded.
Suddenly energized, President Lu recalled something from his recent studies: “As an alpha, no matter when or where, you should always make your Omega feel the warmth of home.”—*Excerpt from “The Alpha Code: Vol. 1 (Required Reading).”*
President Lu: Got it!
After all, who keeps their things in a suitcase when they’re home?
With quick and efficient movements, the president got off the bed. After getting Su Yun’s permission, he eagerly opened Su Yun’s suitcase.
When he came across the small travel-sized toiletries, the president paused for two seconds but then continued without hesitation. He happily arranged Su Yun’s toiletries next to his own, even sorting them by size.
As for the clothes, each was placed in its own section, but the president secretly wrapped his pheromones around them.
The suitcase gradually emptied, and by the time Su Yun realized it, President Lu had already arranged everything neatly.
The distinct boundaries were broken, and their shared living space became a blend of “you in me, and me in you.”
“Wife, I’ve finished organizing.” President Lu wasn’t sure if what he had done conveyed warmth, so after hesitating for two seconds, he turned on the air conditioner.
When the warm air blew on Su Yun’s face, bringing a gentle warmth, President Lu finally nodded in satisfaction.
Su Yun thought he should probably be happy too—if it weren’t for the fact that it was thirty-seven degrees Celsius outside.
The hot air hit Su Yun directly, and in no time, he started to sweat.
Lu Yuan: “Wife, do you feel the warmth of home?”
Su Yun: “It’s definitely warm.”
Su Yun: “Not just warm, I can feel the heat of home.”
Su Yun: “Are you sure your home isn’t on the Flaming Mountain?”
Lu Yuan: …
Less than five minutes after it started, the air conditioner’s warm breeze obediently switched back to cool air.
Su Yun, who was already sensitive to heat, started sweating in those few minutes.
The shower he had taken earlier now felt wasted. Su Yun pulled out another set of pajamas and, unsurprisingly, found that they were covered in the orange-scented pheromones.
Sweet and sticky, but Su Yun didn’t really mind.
In fact, it made him feel a little… reassured.
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President Lu: “Wife, wife! Did you feel my warmth? (´・ᴗ・`)”
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