Shu Bai was hugged from behind, and without pausing, he bent his elbow and pushed her backward.
Li Yuheng clutched his chest and cried out in exaggerated pain, but didn't back down at all. "Domestic violence! You attacked me right after my sensitive period! Xiao Shubai, you have no conscience!"
"Conscience?" Shu Bai sneered, finally stopping her packing and glancing at him sideways. "It's been fed to the dogs. And it's just an insatiable ingrate."
Domestic violence? Heartless?
Oh.
Shu Bai sneered inwardly.
For the past five days, he has been so tormented by Fengzi, who is in her vulnerable period, that he has barely slept a full night.
Now that this guy is feeling refreshed, he has the nerve to turn around and accuse me?
Monthly subscription discounts? After-sales service?
Shu Bai could even clearly recall the glint of greed in Li Yuheng's eyes, and how Li Yuheng repeatedly crossed the line he had set.
Every time he thought he had reached his limit, Li Yuheng would always make even more outrageous demands in that self-righteous yet aggrieved tone, and he... would actually indulge him most of the time.
Li Yuheng pretended not to understand and, like a shameless dog, pressed his entire weight on her: "Ouch, it hurts so much! I'm all internally injured. I need kisses and hugs to recover!"
Shu Bai was so pressed down by him that she stumbled and almost lost her balance.
He suddenly turned around with a shrug, deftly breaking free from Li Yuheng's bear hug, and even gave him a push.
Li Yuheng took two steps back and plopped back onto the bed. Then, clutching his chest, he gave Shu Bai a long, wistful look, as if he had been abandoned by a heartless man, displaying a remarkable acting talent.
"...Sure enough, once you get something, you don't cherish it anymore. Once the sensitive period is over, I go from being your darling to a roadside weed..."
Shu Bai didn't reply, crossed her arms and just watched him perform quietly.
Seeing that there was an audience, Li Yuheng became even more enthusiastic. Inspiration struck, and with a quick glance, he recited a poem on the spot with great emotion:
"Truly—the heatwave has receded…ice has settled, tenderness has vanished…the clouds have thinned. The kisses of yesteryear…still burn with warmth; today…the words spoken through the door still feel warm. But I hear…the sound of you turning pages, but I see no one…I'm here, nestled deep in my pillow. Why must Alphas…deceive Alphas, like discarded autumn fans…the same in ancient times as today!"
His tone was melodramatic, like a tragic male protagonist in a late-night comedy show.
The last line, in particular, has a melodious and poignant ending, so sorrowful it's almost palpable.
After listening to the "poem of resentment towards her husband," Shu Bai raised her hand expressionlessly and clapped a few times.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"A fine poem, a fine poem." He spoke in a flat tone, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Full of emotion, novel metaphors, truly ingenious."
Li Yuheng's eyes lit up, and the sorrow on his face vanished, replaced by his signature smugness.
"Right? I think so too. It was just an impromptu creation, but I didn't expect my thoughts to flow so freely! Doesn't it perfectly capture the mood? Doesn't it perfectly express my current sadness and resentment at being neglected? Sigh, maybe this is what genius is all about."
Looking at his smug expression, Shu Bai slowly added, "Yes, it fits perfectly. Especially 'autumn fan abandoned,' which vividly depicts the desolate scene of a tool being discarded after it has been used up."
Li Yuheng's smug expression froze instantly: "...Tools?"
"Otherwise what?" Shu Bai raised an eyebrow, picked up her backpack and slung it over her shoulder with a swift movement. "Or do you prefer something more straightforward?"
Li Yuheng: "???"
A mere tool! How can it be compared to the main male lead?
How could it possibly be a tool?
Shu Xiaobai's words were absolutely spoken in anger, slander, and a serious misinterpretation of his masterpiece, the Alpha!
He, Li Yuheng, is a walking Alpha charm transmitter, the embodiment of cosmic beauty and wisdom. His pheromones are of the high-end fragrance level. How could he possibly be reduced to a mere "tool"?
Shu Bai must have had a little more energy when he was still holding a grudge and was in a vulnerable period.
But can we blame him?
During their most vulnerable period, Alphas are driven by instinct. When facing their wives, it's only natural for them to lose control a little and take a little.
Besides, doesn't he always make sure people are well served... well, at least comfortable in the end?
With his outrageously handsome face and his superb physique—a V-shaped waist and long legs—he's a work of art, a gift from the Creator, a luxury to be carefully cherished and appreciated every day.
Tools are consumables that are used and then discarded.
He, Li Yuheng, clearly considers Shu Bai's core asset—a treasure with permanent ownership and endless refills—to be cherished, talked about, and kept close at hand for fear of it melting away.
Ha, Shu Bai is definitely just being stubborn again.
What "tool"? It's clearly love that makes you want to tease someone, it's just shyness.
She was too embarrassed to directly express her longing and infatuation with his perfect body and soul, so she used this ironic way to get his attention.
After all, it's perfectly normal for an outstanding Alpha like him to have a partner who feels possessive or insecure.
They were afraid he would be too dazzling and be snatched away by someone else, so they deliberately belittled him in order to keep him firmly by their side.
I understand, I completely understand.
The stiffness on Li Yuheng's face melted away like spring snow, and he instantly regained his confident radiance.
The male protagonist has seen through everything.
Li Yuheng nodded to himself, his eyes filled with tolerance and pity for his hypocritical partner.
He leisurely got out of bed, straightened the hem of his clothes which had no wrinkles at all, as if the dramatic, mournful poet he had just been was not him.
He took long strides and sidled up to Shu Bai in a few steps. This time, he didn't hug her, but gazed at her with deep affection.
“Shubai,” he said, his tone heavy with sorrow yet tinged with a triumphant realization of the truth, “I understand your good intentions.”
Shu Bai: "...?"
Li Yuheng sighed: "Are you saying this on purpose because you're afraid I'm too perfect, too dazzling, making you feel insecure? Afraid that this brilliant diamond... uh, star, will be stolen by someone else's gaze?"
He reached out to touch Shu Bai's head, but was stopped in mid-air by a sharp look from the other person, so he could only touch his own perfect jawline instead.
“Don’t worry,” Li Yuheng smiled confidently, his teeth practically gleaming. “Although I am a rare resource in the universe, my after-sales service and exclusive privileges will only ever be available to you. That poem just now… tsk, I was too hasty. I didn’t grasp the depth of your love and unease. My fault.”
The male protagonist successfully reinforced his image as the perfect lover and confidante, feeling incredibly satisfied.
Yes, indeed, communication and understanding are key to maintaining a relationship.
He's such a kind and understanding Alpha.
Shu Bai: "..." 666.
He glanced at the time and urged, "Alright, stop acting. Go wash up, five minutes. If you're a second late, I'll go to class myself."
After a pause, Shu Bai reminded her in a cool tone, "If you still want me to save a seat for 'Dear Baby'."
That's more effective than anything else.
Li Yuheng instantly switched to emergency combat readiness mode and rushed towards the bathroom at a speed that was almost like a blur.
"Right away! Three minutes! No, two minutes! It'll be done soon!" The voice came out with the sound of running water and toothpaste foam.
Shu Bai watched that hurried figure disappear into the wind, and the corners of her mouth curved into a barely perceptible smile.
He walked to the door, leaned against the door frame, listened to the chaotic sounds inside, and waited patiently.
Less than three minutes later, Li Yuheng, with water droplets still on his face, rushed out and grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, putting it on.
"Let's go! Time is life! Breakfast is our fighting power!" He reached out and grabbed Shu Bai's wrist.
Shu Bai let him pull her along, and the two rushed out of the dormitory one after the other.
…
The two rushed into the classroom as the school bell rang and found two empty seats side by side in the back row.
As soon as he sat down and caught his breath, Shu Bai deftly took out Li Yuheng's brand-new, almost untouched military theory book from his backpack, handed it to him, and said simply, "Here you go."
Li Yuheng was busy adjusting his breathing and striking what he considered a handsome sitting posture.
Upon hearing the word "Here," he paused and slowly turned his head.
He stretched out a hand, but instead of taking the book, he placed it under the hand that Shu Bai was handing him the book, and dramatically closed his eyes.
As if he had heard some offensive term, a serious expression appeared on his face, a mixture of heartache and the need to correct the mistake.
Then, he extended an index finger with his other hand and shook it solemnly in front of Shu Bai.
“Shu Bai,” he lowered his voice, his tone both sorrowful and persuasive, “please watch your words. How can you dismiss such important ‘spiritual nourishment’ with a cold, impersonal ‘give’?”
Shu Bai stared at Li Yuheng expressionlessly.
What's wrong with this guy now?
Li Yuheng completely ignored the cold gaze and continued his performance. He leaned closer to Shu Bai and lowered his voice, saying:
"This book carries the weight of knowledge, and even more so, it carries my 'darling baby' and my hopes for the future. So, when I hand it over, shouldn't I do it with affection and give it its own sweet prefix?"
He winked, his eyes full of implication:
“Please say—'Here, my darling baby.'”
"..."
Before Shu Bai could even speak, Li Yuheng couldn't hold back any longer. The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a row of neat white teeth, and his eyes gleamed with a cunning light.
The hand he held under Shu Bai's hand subtly slid his fingertips upwards, then with a swift flick of his wrist, he precisely snatched the book away.
The moment the book was taken away, Li Yuheng leaned towards Shu Bai, resting his other elbow on the table and propping his chin up, and gave Shu Bai an exaggerated wink:
"Just kidding~ Look at your little face. I know our little Shubai is shy. 'My dearest baby,' that fancy nickname, is reserved for..."
He paused, then his smile deepened.
"Hmm, a more appropriate occasion. Like when we're talking about it as an opening statement for the next 'stability test,' right?"
He nodded to himself, as if he had reached some kind of consensus, and turned back satisfied.
He leaned back, the chair back supporting his weight, his long legs stretched out under the desk, his toes deliberately touching the white upper of his shoes.
Shu Bai: "..."
He withdrew his hand that had just handed him the book, turned his face and rubbed his ears: "...Li Yuheng, if I call you, would you dare to answer?"
"Why wouldn't you dare? Go ahead and call out."
"Crispy A".
"...You win."
It's just a pet name, nothing more than a bit of fun. My wife is easily embarrassed, so why not give in to her?
When the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the scenery is beautiful, he will surely be able to call out the words after much hesitation!
This is the epitome of a doting and indulgent male protagonist!
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