Beta Chapter 27: Good Friend

Chapter 27: Good Friend

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

As Luo Songran pushed open the dormitory door, he caught a whiff of a delicious instant noodle aroma, instantly feeling famished, “Hurry, give me a bite, I’m starving.”

Roommate A had just opened his own packet of instant noodles when Luo Songran, who had just returned, snatched it away, widening his eyes. “Dude, I haven’t even eaten yet, and you don’t even like instant noodles! Leave me a couple of bites!”

Luo Songran didn’t used to like them, but now he found the scent irresistible. He sat at his desk, crossed his legs, and slurped down the noodles, as if he could even devour the packaging.

“Where did you go just now? Didn’t you have lunch?” Roommate A turned around, noticing the swollen vein on Luo Songran’s hand. “What happened to your hand? Did you get an injection?”

Luo Songran’s slurping paused momentarily as he swallowed. He didn’t answer, finishing the noodles in three or four mouthfuls, then tilting his head back to drink the soup, leaving nothing behind. He placed the instant noodle box back on the table and looked at Roommate A. “Anything else? I’m still hungry, not enough to eat.”

“Yes.” Roommate A opened his drawer, revealing various flavors of instant noodles. “I have whatever flavor you want.”

“I want the spicy beef flavor.” Luo Songran reached out to Roommate A.

“I’ll make it for you to save you from getting your hands dirty.” Roommate A took the flavor Luo Songran wanted, tore open the packaging, then went to the kitchen to fill the water from the dispenser to cook the noodles.

Luo Songran leaned against the back of his chair, staring in the direction of Roommate A. From his angle, he could see the kitchen clearly, with Roommate A standing in front of the marble countertop, preparing the noodles. Roommate A was used to being shirtless in the dorm and because he practiced ethnic dance, he had a tall stature and a particularly good figure, broad shoulders, a tight waist, and even an eight-pack abdomen. His arm holding the kettle was slightly tense, muscles flexing, appearing handsome even while making instant noodles.

Wasn’t he about five or six centimeters shorter than Duan Yizhou? Although Roommate A practiced dance, Duan Yizhou’s physique seemed more refined, with muscles that were not exaggerated but filled with a strong scent. One could even feel the elegance hidden beneath the muscular texture. Dressing or undressing, he exuded a sexy vibe effortlessly, completely different from Roommate A.

And Duan Yizhou could easily lift him up without any effort, max strength.

And there—

Luo Songran suddenly snapped back to reality, slapping his own face. Why was he comparing his roommate to Duan Yizhou for no reason? No, he couldn’t let Duan Yizhou influence him. He needed to shift his focus.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Roommate A caught a glimpse of Luo Songran’s gaze and saw how serious he looked, instinctively tensing his lower back.

Luo Songran rested his arms on the back of the chair, leaning his head on his hands, meeting Roommate A’s gaze with a raised eyebrow and a casual tone. “I’m asking you, do you think I’m suitable for a relationship?”

In the spacious four-person dormitory, only the two of them remained, with a faint scent of citrus rose pheromones lingering in the air. Alphas and omegas would have inhibitors to block a large amount of pheromone scent, but A-class beta pheromones were not restricted. Even though A-class beta pheromones wouldn’t have any effect, under the proud, beautiful, and noble face of Roommate A, the scent of citrus rose seemed to have an effect.

Roommate A’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he was suddenly asked, his attention still on preparing the noodles. “W-Why are you suddenly asking this?”

Luo Songran noticed Roommate A pouring water while still looking at him, raising his chin slightly. “Hey, the water’s coming out, be careful not to burn yourself.”

Roommate A quickly looked down at the noodles, seeing that the water was indeed full, and fortunately, he hadn’t added the seasoning packet yet. He quickly poured out half of the hot water before adding the seasoning.

As he tore open the seasoning packet, he suddenly caught sight of a slender arm resting on the marble countertop, the milky-white skin contrasting beautifully against the dark marble. Roommate A’s back tensed even more because the scent of citrus rose pheromones became even stronger.

“You haven’t answered my question yet. Do you think someone like me is suitable for a relationship?” Luo Songran leaned on the marble countertop, raising his eyebrows as he looked at Roommate A.

In Roommate A’s eyes, the noble beta young master in the dormitory was like a rose in a crystal vase, adorned with dew, dripping with beauty every day. He seemed so close yet so untouchable, exuding a fragrant aroma but carrying a cold arrogance that was unreachable. At this moment, his casually cool gaze seemed to naturally emanate a sense of world-weariness, making even his disdainful mood seem like garbage. But precisely this made people unable to resist. Yet, he was untouchable.

Perhaps this young master didn’t know, but only their three roommates knew that on the first day of school, Luo Songran’s two alpha sisters had come to warn them not to have any improper thoughts or actions towards their brother.

“Suitable.” Roommate A lowered his head, concealing his own thoughts.

“Why?” Luo Songran frowned. Someone like him couldn’t possibly be suitable for a relationship; he was quite self-aware of that.

“Because you evoke a protective instinct in people. Despite your strong abilities, you still make people want to protect, indulge, and cherish you.”

Luo Songran was speechless at this response. He lowered his arms, shook his head, and walked out of the kitchen. “Nonsense.”

Really nonsensical.

Roommate A took out the cooked instant noodles and placed them on Luo Songran’s desk. Then he saw him rummaging through the wardrobe. “You should eat first.”

“Do you remember the jeans we bought together last time?” Luo Songran searched for a while but couldn’t find them. Could it be that he had taken them home? Unlikely, if his dad saw them, he’d break his legs. “The one with the zipper at the thigh.”

Roommate A’s expression stiffened, subconsciously glancing at his own wardrobe, pursing his lips and lowering his head.

Luo Songran turned his head and caught Roommate A’s expression. He frowned in confusion. “What’s wrong, is it in yours?”

“…Um, I accidentally put it in my wardrobe when I collected it last time.” Roommate A cursed himself silently, how could he forget about this, “I’ll get it for you.”

Luo Songran stared at Roommate A as he searched through the wardrobe, raising an eyebrow. The jeans were quickly found, neatly folded, standing out amidst the mess of clothes inside the wardrobe.

Roommate A handed the jeans to Luo Songran. “It’s nothing, just a small matter.”

Luo Songran took them, smiling. “Thanks for helping me with my clothes.” He took the jeans back to his wardrobe, then sat back at his desk, opening the lid of the already prepared instant noodles. “Thanks for the noodles too. I’ll treat you to dinner tomorrow. Oh, by the way, didn’t you say you wanted to drive my car last time? I can lend it to you.”

This was the right way to do it; he didn’t like owing anyone anything. Reciprocity was essential. Maybe he should think about what Duan Yizhou would want. Perhaps…

Let Duan Yizhou take the initiative once? After all, the last time he injected the aphrodisiac, it was him who forced Duan Yizhou, and with an alpha’s pride, he must have been holding a grudge because of it. But for him, wasn’t it much simpler than going home and stealing a household register?

Just then, his phone on the table vibrated. Luo Songran picked it up and saw a message from He Yu, [Songran, I feel like going to karaoke tonight. Shall we go?]

[I’ve already booked the room, at the Zun Duan Hotel, room 2304.]

[Okay.]

Luo Songran put down his phone, looking at the instant noodles in front of him. He had only taken a couple of bites and now didn’t feel like eating anymore. He glanced at Roommate A behind him, who happened to catch his gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Roommate A gestured towards him, “If you can’t finish it, give it here, I’ll eat it.”

Luo Songran smiled and obediently handed over the instant noodle container, “I’ve only taken a few bites, I’ll buy you a snack when I come back tonight.”

Roommates were already accustomed to this leftover king. Since everyone got along well, nobody minded. Roommate A took it, “Alright, I feel like having a barbecue behind the school.”

“Then I’ll go take a nap.” Luo Songran thought that after singing with He Yu tonight, he might just execute his plan with Duan Yizhou. He needed to gather some strength. He decided to put on that backless camisole.

As night fell, at 7:30 pm, in front of the gate of Yan University, a black car was parked under the trees by the roadside. Luo Songran spotted the car from a distance, mainly because of the conspicuous license plate. He walked from behind the car to the front passenger seat, about to knock on the door when it automatically opened.

“How did you know it was me?” He bent down to sit in the front passenger seat and closed the door.

Just as he settled in, Duan Yizhou came over to fasten his seatbelt. As he watched Duan Yizhou lean forward to fasten his seatbelt, Luo Songran reached out to pull it. Underneath the shirt, Duan Yizhou’s sturdy arm muscles were outlined, a steady woody scent wafted over, and Luo Songran’s gaze involuntarily landed on the man’s face, subconsciously swallowing.

“Saw you in the rearview mirror.” Duan Yizhou fastened his seatbelt for him, glancing at him with a slight raise of his eyebrows, “Have you eaten tonight?”

Perhaps it was because of their overly close proximity, the man’s voice sounded particularly deep and gentle, giving a feeling of being unable to escape.

Luo Songran pursed his lips, feeling a bit warm. He turned his face away, tugging at his shirt collar, “Yes, have you turned on the air conditioning?”

Why were they talking so close? They didn’t have any relationship anymore, right?

The shirt was a loose black casual style, with the collar open. Just as the man pulled at the collar, Duan Yizhou inadvertently caught sight of the black strap next to the collarbone, his gaze suddenly darkening. Was there another layer of clothing inside?

It was only then that Duan Yizhou noticed that Luo Songran was wearing a pair of white jeans with zippers on both sides of the thighs. Decoration? He reached out to pull it. The zipper could be easily pulled open, revealing a segment of milky-white thigh. This zipper wasn’t for decoration.

Duan Yizhou’s face turned completely dark, “What are you dressed like this for?”

Spaghetti straps and hot pants?!

Luo Songran swatted away his hand lazily, leaning back against the chair, “What I’m wearing now has nothing to do with you. We’ve settled our accounts. Although I deceived your feelings, it’s still a good deal for you. You want a child and a marriage certificate. It’s a two-for-one deal.”

“Who are you meeting?” 

Luo Songran raised an eyebrow, “Just a good friend.” As he spoke, he reached out to grab the mineral water next to Duan Yizhou’s car door. It was this movement that caused the already loose collar to slip down slightly, revealing fair shoulders and delicate black straps.

And sitting in front of him, Duan Yizhou completely saw what kind of clothing was inside. The shirt was loose, and following the fair back down, there was a camisole. A very sexy black backless camisole.

The color under his gold-rimmed glasses turned terrifyingly dark, “A good friend? Why are you wearing a camisole to meet a good friend?”

 

 

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