Chapter 41: Hating That Beta Part 2

“This is way too scary,” Yu Sui muttered under his breath.

“Don’t be scared, bro,” Shen Anliu said, patting his back before slowly letting go.

But as the plot ramped up, Yu Sui’s face went pale. Before he knew it, he’d grabbed Shen Anliu’s shirt.

“I’m done watching.” Shen Anliu shut off the screen and stood to head to the bathroom nearby.

Seeing him get up, Yu Sui clutched his shirt tighter. “Where are you going?”

“Just washing my hands. Wait for me, bro.” Shen Anliu headed out.

Yu Sui let go, but he couldn’t sit still.

He didn’t want to look weak on camera, so he forced himself to play it cool.

The screen flickered suddenly. Yu Sui yelped in terror, his face draining of color.

Shen Anliu heard the noise from outside and pushed the door open. “Bro, you okay?”

The young man shook his head, curling into a ball.

Shen Anliu wrapped his arms around him. “Don’t be scared. It’s all fake.”

“It’s too damn realistic,” Yu Sui grumbled.

Shen Anliu ruffled his hair. “You that afraid, bro?”

“No shit,” Yu Sui snapped, his tone sharp.

“I’ve got a way to make it so you’re not scared anymore.” Shen Anliu eased his hold.

“What?” Yu Sui asked.

“Like this…”

Shen Anliu leaned down and kissed him.

He didn’t give the young man a chance to react.

His large hand cradled the back of Yu Sui’s head as he deepened the kiss.

Yu Sui froze for a split second, then shoved him away as realization hit.

Was this guy insane? They were still live!

He bit down hard on Shen Anliu’s lip and pushed him off.

Yu Sui stumbled back into the table, knocking over a clatter of items.

“Are you crazy?” Yu Sui covered his mouth. “We’re on live broadcast.”

He was reminding him.

So that was the reason for the refusal. Shen Anliu’s eyes lit up. “I turned them off ages ago.”

He leaned in again, cupping Yu Sui’s cheeks as he bent down. “I was so jealous seeing you all buddy-buddy with them, bro.”

Yu Sui’s heart raced. He glanced sidelong at the cameras but couldn’t tell. “You…”

“Mm…”

Another kiss landed.

The position wasn’t comfortable for Shen Anliu, so he sank down onto the sofa, pulling Yu Sui into his lap and wrapping him in his arms.

His hand stroked Yu Sui’s back, feeling the warmth through the fabric.

Yu Sui shivered.

One suspender strap slipped off his overalls, but Yu Sui had no time to think about it.

If the cameras were really off, why was he doing this? Or was he lying…

If it was fake…

Yu Sui’s face twisted. He struggled like a madman.

Shen Anliu grunted, seizing his wrists. “Bro, what’s wrong?”

“You really turned them off?”

“Of course.” He wouldn’t let anyone else see Yu Sui’s dazed expression mid-kiss.

But the young man clearly wasn’t convinced.

Sighing, Shen Anliu scooped him up from behind and carried him over to the cameras. “See for yourself.”

Yu Sui saw they were indeed off, but it didn’t ease his tension.

“You… what do you want?”

That look in the young man’s eyes…

“Bro, I’ve got some things I need to apologize for.” Guilt flickered in Shen Anliu’s gaze.

Yu Sui paused. Was this about using him?

Was this just another part of it?

“So, bro…” Shen Anliu’s voice grew husky as he kissed Yu Sui’s neck. “Let me make it up to you.”

Like he was atoning.

But… what did kissing have to do with atonement?

Yu Sui got set down on the sofa. The suspender strap fell completely.

Shen Anliu was aware of his state and carefully avoided listening to his heartbeat.

Yu Sui realized what he intended and went wide-eyed.

No way. Out of guilt, he was offering his first time?

Huh?

Yu Sui clutched his clothes, shaking his head desperately. “You… you don’t have to go this far. I don’t blame you.”

Hearing that made Shen Anliu feel even guiltier. “You’re too good to me, bro.”

It only hardened his resolve.

In the end, Yu Sui couldn’t escape.

It wasn’t his first time getting “help” like this, so he covered his eyes with one hand, turning his head away as if he weren’t seeing it.

Truth be told, he just couldn’t fight back.

Wait, was it right for the protagonist shou to be this weak?

His emotions were a tangled mess.

Shen Anliu swallowed hard at the shy sight of him.

Yu Sui clearly didn’t hate it.

He should’ve realized sooner.

Regret gnawed at him as Shen Anliu leaned down.

Yu Sui’s body went rigid. He clapped a hand over his mouth.

His back arched, toes curling tight.

Feeling Yu Sui’s involuntary reactions sped up Shen Anliu’s heartbeat.

He didn’t lose control, taking it slow and deliberate.

He pulled back in time, gazing at him, committing the moment to memory with his eyes.

His throat felt a bit raw, but he ignored it.

Staring at the mark on Yu Sui’s thigh, jealousy surged anew.

Yu Sui was still in a daze. Shen Anliu seized the chance to kiss the mark—no, to cover it—pushing even further.

Yu Sui shuddered and instinctively tried to kick him.

Shen Anliu caught his leg, gripping the ankle with unyielding strength and draping it over the sofa arm.

Under the room’s dim light, he leaned in close, eyes wide as he examined every detail.

This was the only lit spot, and it wasn’t bright, so he had to get nearer.

Yu Sui tensed, the hot breath on his skin snapping him back. “Shen Anliu, what the hell are you doing?”

“Bro.” Shen Anliu didn’t look up, his voice thick with affection.

Yu Sui shivered. “Let… let go of me!”

Shen Anliu didn’t waste words.

Yu Sui went slack-jawed in shock.

Soon, his disbelief scattered.

Shen Anliu was clumsy and inexperienced—he’d never ventured into this territory before—but his instincts were sharp.

He was utterly focused and careful, terrified of hurting the young man.

His breathing grew heavy, cheeks flushing, heart pounding.

From Yu Sui’s reactions, he knew he was the first.

Why reject everyone else? Shen Anliu let his imagination run wild with self-indulgent assumptions.

Gradually, he got the hang of it, adapting quickly.

Yu Sui went from stunned to utterly undone, eyes glazing over as he melted bonelessly.

The room thrummed with thick, intimate tension.

A chill draft made Yu Sui shudder back to awareness.

“Shen Anliu!” He gnashed his teeth, unable to accept that he’d…

The young man didn’t respond, persisting relentlessly.

Soon, even the strength to curse drained away.

Jiang Nianxing was grouped with Huo Tian, but they hadn’t stuck together. He finished the task quickly and headed straight for the private cinema.

The thought of such a spot spurred him on.

Spotting a staffer, he demanded to know which room the other two were in.

The staffer didn’t think twice.

Jiang Nianxing climbed the stairs, face grim.

The hallway was deathly quiet. As he neared the room, he strained to listen. No movie sounds—just faint, unmistakable intimacy…

Jiang Nianxing gripped the door handle, his expression darkening.

An alpha’s strength was immense, and he poured every ounce into it now.

The lock snapped under his force.

Jiang Nianxing bit his tongue to stay level-headed. He stared at the scene inside without a sound.

Face stony, he stepped in and shut the door behind him.

On the sofa, the young man trembled.

His hair was slightly mussed, the corners of his eyes reddened, gaze misty with tears. He muttered curses now and then amid weak struggles.

His shirt had ridden up, baring a sliver of pale waist. His long legs gleamed under the light, impossible to ignore.

One leg was gripped tight, the hold fierce enough to bruise bone—so dominantly.

The leg twitched powerlessly, toes clenched.

On the other side of the sofa knelt a figure, bowed devoutly like a faithful worshiper before a weeping idol.

Yet his actions were brazen blasphemy.

Hearing the blush-worthy noises, Jiang Nianxing frowned—especially since his entrance drew zero reaction.

He strode forward, yanking Shen Anliu’s arm to drag him away.

Yu Sui’s vision blurred. He vaguely made out a shadow and froze, eyes widening.

Seeing Jiang Nianxing, his face went ashen. He trembled harder with nerves.

Shen Anliu didn’t budge an inch. At that moment, he couldn’t have anyway.

Noticing as much, Jiang Nianxing looked up at Yu Sui. The tearful gaze met his, and his throat bobbed. “Sui Sui, what are you two doing?”

His voice came out hoarse.

Why couldn’t it be him? What made Shen Anliu better?

“I… it’s not…” Yu Sui shook his head.

“Bro…” Shen Anliu had been too immersed just moments ago, letting his guard down completely. He simply hadn’t expected someone to barge right in without knocking.

He couldn’t move at the moment, and his words came out muffled and indistinct.

The instant he opened his mouth, Yu Sui clapped a hand over his own lips.

Seeing that reaction filled Jiang Nianxing with seething jealousy. “Does Sui Sui like him that much?”

Yu Sui wanted to curse at those words. Like who?

“But you’re so reluctant to let him go.” Jiang Nianxing read the sentiment on his face and shot him a look brimming with resentment.

Yu Sui didn’t want things to play out like this either, but right now he was mortified and on edge, utterly unable to control himself.

Sweat trickled down Shen Anliu’s forehead. “It’s stuck.”

He had no choice but to speak up.

That one sentence made Yu Sui want to die of shame as he buried his face in his hands. Too humiliating.

Jiang Nianxing swallowed hard. “How… how did this even happen?”

He stepped closer and gently pried Yu Sui’s hand away. “Sui Sui.”

Yu Sui watched that face loom larger and larger in his vision, completely stunned.

No… no way…

The kiss brushed his cheek first, then his eyes, and finally settled on his lips.

“Just a distraction,” Jiang Nianxing murmured, deepening it.

It was utterly explosive.

Yu Sui’s mind buzzed wildly, and thought soon slipped away entirely.

Shen Anliu was finally free, but he felt no relief whatsoever.

With a dark scowl, he watched Jiang Nianxing, wiped the sweat—or whatever—from his own face, strode over, and yanked the man away by the collar.

Bang!

The man slammed into the nearby table.

Jiang Nianxing frowned faintly at the aggression. “I haven’t even settled the score with you yet.”

He wasn’t about to back down either.

Yu Sui stared in a daze as the two men came to blows. It took him a long moment to snap out of it. He hurriedly straightened his clothes.

His legs wobbling like jelly, he slid off the sofa, muttering curses under his breath as he yearned to escape this chaotic mess.

Spotting his actions, the two paused in unison, releasing their grip on each other’s collars before turning to Yu Sui.

“Sui Sui, you planning to head out like that?”

It was way too obvious. Anyone would know exactly what had gone down.

Yu Sui whipped around at the words, glaring daggers. “Whose fault do you think this is?”

He ground his teeth, brimming with fury at what Shen Anliu had done.

“Bro, I didn’t think he’d barge in,” Shen Anliu said apologetically. “And ruin everything without a shred of tact.”

“Why can’t it be me, Sui Sui?” Jiang Nianxing shot back, refusing to yield. “I can make you happy too.”

“Is that what I said?” Yu Sui nearly spat blood. Pure slander! Nothing but slander!