Gluttony (7)
Alpha seemed very angry: "He is just a bartender, how can he bring you happiness?"
Song Shu:?
555: [Oh wow.]
Pei Che's cheeks slowly turned red. "So what? I just like him."
Omega's sense of shame made his voice tremble slightly at the end of his words, which made the alpha's face even more gloomy.
Song Shu: ? ?
555: [Oh wow.]
The foreman, who was about to leave, couldn't help but prick up his ears in shock.
Song Shu in the center of the battlefield: "..."
He wanted to escape so badly.
Pei Che held the corner of his clothes tightly, and stood beside Song Shu without knowing when. "I won't go back with you."
Song Shu rubbed his ears, still not quite understanding the situation, but the two people had already quarreled and the result was revealed - the alpha's face turned pale, Pei Che lowered his head stubbornly, with a pheromone suppression patch on his neck.
Although it was not clear what Song Shu had done, the quarrel had indeed stopped. There was still work to do downstairs, so the foreman had to put down the sweet melon, gave Song Shu a thumbs up, and hurried downstairs.
Song Shu: …
Song Shu turned to the two people present - Pei Che's fingers were tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, his eyes were red. Alpha glared at him fiercely, as if he was some yellow-haired person who abducted a good girl named O.
Song Shu couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at both sides and decided to send the drinks out first: "Guest, these are the drinks you ordered."
Alpha sneered: "Look, he is still thinking about whether to drink or not. You are not in his mind at all."
Pei Che lowered his head even lower. Song Shu thought about the reason why he chose to work overtime today, and sighed helplessly. He looked at the alpha: "Do you have to speak so harshly?"
"you…!"
Alpha's expression became even uglier.
Song Shu ignored him, bent over, picked up a can of drink, opened the pull ring, and handed it to Pei Che, "Drink something sweet, you will feel better."
The half-finger gloves revealed part of the bony fingers. Bubbles were coming out of the beverage can, and the fresh smell of fruit forest drifted up. Pei Che's heart, which had been hanging in the air, seemed to be steadily lifted and put down. His nose was slightly sour, "Thank you."
When Pei Che saw Song Shu appear, his heartbeat almost never slowed down. Facing the alpha's questioning, he could see Song Shu's straight figure in his peripheral vision, and he suddenly had the courage to confront the other party, so he said that sentence.
But after saying it, he seemed to feel even more uneasy. How would Song Shu view him? Would she think he was a liar?
Pei Che didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't even dare to look at Song Shu, for fear of seeing disgust in Song Shu's eyes. He didn't want Song Shu to hate him. If he saw Song Shu's disgusted expression, he would break on the spot.
Now Song Shu's behavior seemed to give Pei Che a dose of cardiotonic. Pei Che seemed to have survived a disaster, his eyes turned red, and the tip of his nose became redder and redder.
Song Shu opened another can of drink, placed it on the table and pushed it over.
The alpha seemed to be provoked and kept his hands folded and silent.
Song Shu took it back and said, "Forget it if you don't want to drink it."
Alpha: "..."
Alpha said coldly: "Who wants cheap, low-quality drinks?"
Don’t you want to drink?
Song Shu thought of some of the arrogant and domineering characters he had drawn in the past who spoke harshly, and he felt a little pity for the treatment of such characters.
How can I make it clear to the alpha in front of me that Tsundere has retired?
Not only will the comic readers not like it, but the partners will not like it very much either.
Song Shu handed the drink back and said, "It tastes pretty good. You can have a sip if you want to try it."
Alpha didn't say anything. He met Song Shu's eyes and looked at the waiter in front of him so seriously for the first time.
It was a very cheap suit vest, but it slimmed down the waist of the man in front of him. The gold-rimmed cuffs with a plastic texture gave off a decadent vibe because of his originally cold temperament and the good figure that could not be concealed.
The alpha suddenly turned his face away, "For this kind of drink, I, I can barely drink a sip."
What a tsundere. Song Shu smiled sympathetically: "Well, this is the guest's property, the guest can do whatever he wants with it."
The alpha rubbed his ear very hard, and when he let go, the blood-red mark on the earlobe was unclear whether it was caused by rubbing or was originally there.
He looked at Pei Che, "The person you like really doesn't speak seriously at all."
Pei Che, who was drinking his drink slowly, frowned. Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Song Shu hurriedly took out the chocolate that the bartender had just handed to him and stuffed it into Pei Che's hand to interrupt the spell: "Try this, it's served in the bar restaurant, it's delicious."
Pei Che's attention was drawn, and he was about to take the chocolate from Song Shu with his lips bent, but his fingers shrank the moment he touched it.
The chocolate was warm and carried the scent of another omega.
This was given to Song Shu by someone else.
Pei Che bit his lip, and the color on his lips faded after a moment. He raised his eyes to look at Song Shu, but Song Shu was unaware and even passed the chocolate forward.
Pei Che pursed his lips and took it, "Thank you."
Even though Pei Che told himself that Song Shu was a Beta, couldn't smell pheromones, and didn't know what was going on with the chocolate, he still couldn't help but mind the smell of the chocolate.
Like Alpha, Omega is also a very possessive creature, but the two express it in different ways. Alpha is more likely to express it through actions, while Omega will secretly be jealous.
After successfully interrupting the spell, Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "In that case, please have a good conversation with me. I have other work to do..."
Pei Che followed him from beginning to end. Seeing Song Shu was about to leave, he felt a little disappointed: "Are you leaving?"
He also knew that Song Shu had to work, but...but he was with an alpha, didn't Song Shu care?
Alpha also frowned: "Why are you leaving?"
It turns out that the tsundere has retired. Why can't he learn to speak nicely?
Song Shu was helpless: "Of course I went to work, guest."
He stood under the light, his crude mask reflecting some light, his eyes were scattered and indifferent, and there was a hint of impatience that he couldn't explain: "If the customer doesn't want me to leave and is willing to buy my service for a few hours, that's fine."
Alpha's face flushed: "What do you mean by a few hours of service... your bar,..."
Song Shu nodded to the alpha, then looked down at the distraught Pei Che, "Come with me to the backstage?"
Pei Che, who originally thought he was going to be abandoned, slowly brightened up his eyes, his mood fluctuated greatly, and he wanted to lean on Song Shu even more, getting closer to her. He felt a little uncomfortable and asked cautiously: "Can I, can I?"
Song Shu pulled Pei Che up from the booth, "Of course."
Just pulling the wrist was enough to make Pei Che happy.
555 looked at the alpha who was gritting his teeth, and then looked at Pei Che who was struggling to be rescued as if he had fallen into the water, holding on to the only floating wood, ecstatic and cautious, it was hard to describe: [You really are...]
Let’s conquer two at once.
Song Shu is very cold, so the occasional bit of warmth he reveals can make people very excited.
Isn’t this a kind of PUA, 555 sighed.
Song Shu took the employee passage and brought Pei Che to the employee backstage lounge.
Because he was afraid that Pei Che would be hungry and bored, he gave all the chocolates the bartender gave him to Pei Che, and also took over a few small toys that were given to the guests in the bar to relieve boredom.
There were brand new blankets in the lounge, and Song Shu was going to find one for Pei Che. As she searched, she said, "I have to work overtime tonight, so I might be home late. You've rested enough here, so you don't have to wait for me."
Pei Che nodded obediently, "Can I wait for you?"
Song Shu was stunned for a moment, "Okay, but it would be better to go home."
After all, the lounge is not as comfortable as home.
Pei Che insisted: "I will wait for you."
Song Shu didn't persuade him, but nodded: "I will get off work as soon as possible."
It was boring to stay in the lounge all the time, and he didn't think Pei Che could hold on until he got off work.
Pei Che also saw the indifference behind Song Shu's words. He was still disappointed, but he didn't want to disturb Song Shu from working, so he had to watch him leave helplessly.
When Song Shu returned to the work area, the foreman told her hesitantly, "A customer bought you for one night."
It's a bit of an ambiguous statement, but they are a regular bar and don't do pornographic business.
An arrogant face appeared in his mind, and Song Shu had a headache. He was just joking, so why did he really buy it?
Receiving the murderous look from the bartender behind him, the foreman hesitated and asked, "I heard you brought an omega back to the lounge?"
Song Shu looked at the time. There were still nearly four hours before the end of work, and he didn't want to go upstairs to meet the alpha. He nodded: "Yes, he is my roommate."
The bartender, who had been paying attention to the situation, pricked up his ears. The foreman asked again, "Are you guys on good terms?"
"Well enough."
When Song Shu's look was about to become strange, the foreman stopped talking in time, patted Song Shu on the shoulder and told him to go to work.
At the bar, the bartender was about to crush his glass. My colleague couldn't help laughing: "You are an omega. If you really like him, just force yourself on him and get pregnant with his child. His expression will be very funny then."
The colleague was also very interested in Song Shu, "If you don't do it, I will."
The bartender glared at him and said, "Go away."
The colleague turned around with a smile, "Do you want me to help you watch for a while? You can go to the lounge to see your rival?"
The bartender put down his glass and looked backstage.
…
Song Shu went upstairs, but no one was at the booth. He waited there for half an hour, but no one showed up. The foreman came up to take a look, and Song Shu told the foreman about the situation, and the foreman simply let him stay there.
The customer seemed to have a bad temper. Since he had ordered Song Shu's service for the whole night, it would be better to let Song Shu wait here to avoid causing trouble for Song Shu later.
So Song Shu waited in the booth all night. No one disturbed him, and he was happy to be idle, playing with small toys to relieve boredom.
After get off work, Song Shu returned to the lounge and found that only the bartender was there.
The bartender blinked. “Are you looking for your roommate? He’s already gone home.”
He was scolded and left. He just said a few words. I didn't expect that the omega young master raised in a greenhouse would be so fragile. Facing his love rival, the bartender had no guilt. He had no such thing as shame, unless his love rival was Song Yinxing, then he might restrain himself.
It was too boring to stay here, so he left. It was expected. Song Shu nodded, stretched and walked out. His thin and white waist flashed by. The bartender caught up with him, "Do you want to go eat? We usually go out for supper after work."
After that, the bartender stuffed more chocolate into Song Shu's hand and said coquettishly: "Next time, don't give the chocolate I gave you to others."
A few bar colleagues not far away waved to them and used their hands as trumpets: "Come on."
The bartender stared at Song Shu's Adam's apple, resisted the urge to bite, coughed lightly and lowered his eyes: "Come on?"
There were a lot of people over there, and Song Shushe had a panic attack. Before he could refuse, he was stopped by another voice.
Song Yinxing was wearing a black windbreaker, the night sky fell on his shoulders, "Song Shu, come here."
Song Yinxing was standing in the dark, dressed in black and wearing a hat. The bartender couldn't see his face clearly, but could vaguely tell from his figure that he was an alpha. The sense of crisis in his heart was once again filled with anxiety.
Damn, another love rival.
Seeing that his colleagues nearby were also craning their necks, ready to make a move, Song Shu quickly said goodbye to the bartender and ran towards Song Yinxing.
…
After getting in the car and fastening his seat belt, Song Shu finally had time to ask, "Brother, why are you here?"
Song Yinxing looked at him in the front-view mirror inside the car, "I can't come?"
This kind of indirect eye contact always reveals a bit of indirect scrutiny.
Song Shu immediately sat up straight and answered seriously: "No."
Song Yinxing glanced at him and said, "I'm here to pick you up after get off work."
"Also, I heard that I can buy you a night for a few thousand dollars?"
Song Yinxing tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, smiling: "Song Shu, do you have to say something that can be misunderstood?"
How did Song Yinxing know?
Song Shu's face flushed, like a student being questioned, and he retorted weakly: "He was the first one to say that I was not serious." So he had to be serious in front of him?
Song Yinxing looked back at Song Shu and said calmly, "I've taught you a lesson."
"Don't talk to others like that next time."
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