Levy slammed the computer screen shut on the bed.
Levy gripped the edge of the quantum computer tightly with his fingers until it beeped under the strain, then abruptly released his grip.
He quickly left the bedside, opened the wardrobe, took out his uniform, put it on, and then opened the dormitory door and walked out.
"Hey, where are you going?" my roommate asked.
“The studio,” Levy said.
Author's Note:
Levy: Don't be such a sore loser
...
Levi: Sorry, I just can't afford to lose when it comes to my wife.
Chapter 98, Fifth Story (17)
Just as Qin Chu put the easel up, he heard the studio door open.
Levi stood outside the door, clearly having run there; his chest heaved, his breathing rapid, and his pheromones were being released recklessly.
Qin Chu frowned and glanced at it, then lowered his gaze and focused on the drawing board.
"What do you mean?" Levy walked in and asked, looking at him.
The cause and effect were not explained, but both of them knew the truth.
"There's no need," Qin Chu replied, his voice slightly indifferent.
Levy almost laughed in anger.
It's unnecessary? What's unnecessary?
Is it because they will never be together, so there's no need to maintain the relationship between the artist and the model?
Or did he simply not need to come here?
Levy leaned against the door and looked at the person behind the easel.
The anxiety that had been emanating from him gradually subsided, and he returned to his usual composure.
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, and Levi, chin in hand, asked softly, "Is it unnecessary, or are you afraid?"
Qin Chu looked up sharply in that instant.
Under that cold and piercing gaze, the alpha walked step by step to Qin Chu, casually bent down, and stepped over the easel.
Levi smiled, his blue eyes revealing a clear understanding that seemed to see through everything: "What are you afraid of?"
He stood there, looking down at the viewer with a casual air.
Qin Chu sat on a round stool in front of the easel, holding a paintbrush in his hand, but his aura completely broke through the constraints of his art student uniform.
The atmosphere was dangerous at that moment.
Because this is not a confrontation between an art student and his alpha model, nor is it a confrontation between Qin Chu and Qin Rui, who are the older brothers.
It is a standoff between two adversaries who have been entangled and fighting for several worlds.
Dangerous, sharp.
Even if someone is smiling, danger lurks beneath that smile.
However, it's not quite the same as before.
A relationship that has changed will never revert to its previous state without leaving a trace.
At that moment, no one wanted the other dead.
But whoever admits to having fallen in love first loses completely.
Levy had already placed his hands on the easel, staring at the cold person in front of him with a half-smile.
“Do you know why I followed you here?” Levy asked.
Qin Chu remained silent.
Levy didn't mind, and stretched out his long, slender fingers to fiddle with the paper on the easel.
"Because you wanted me to come." Her blue eyes curved slightly, and the smile in them deepened.
Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and scoffed coldly, clearly mocking him for talking nonsense.
"Well, I did some tampering with your AI in the last world," Levy casually tossed out a bomb.
Seeing Qin Chu's brows furrow instantly, Levi chuckled and said, "Hey, don't be nervous. We're not doing anything big. His protection is pretty tight; even if he wanted to, I couldn't."
Qin Chu didn't believe a word of this nonsense and immediately arranged for Noah to perform a self-examination in his mind.
Levy continued, "I simply cut a strand of my mental energy and placed it on him when he went back. This strand of mental energy has only one function: to sense your emotions."
“Emotions related to me.” The man moved even closer.
The scorching breath hit Qin Chu's eyelashes, and a strong smell of blood followed.
The distance was too close, as if a kiss would fall on it in the next instant.
However, Qin Chu did not dodge at all, nor did his expression change.
"So, my dear, guess what this strand of my spirit is sensing?"
The man's breath brushed against Qin Chu's earlobe, his deep voice making her eardrums tingle.
He said, "You're thinking of me."
Qin Chu's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at them, his tone still cold: "Are you sure you don't want to kill me?"
Levy was taken aback, then leaned over the easel and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that the entire easel trembled.
"Alright." After laughing for a while, he raised his head, his dark pupils fixed on Qin Chu. "How about we make a bet? Let's see if you want to kill me, or something else."
Lunchtime.
Two days later, Levi and Qin Chu appeared together at the restaurant again.
Only two days had passed, but the atmosphere between them was already quite different from before. They seemed a little estranged, yet there seemed to be a different kind of tacit understanding between them.
Qin Chu tapped the smart ordering device in front of him with his finger, his voice cold and indifferent: "Order."
The alpha following leisurely behind him glanced at the menu, but instead of ordering as instructed, he asked something else: "Haven't we settled our bet yet?"
Qin Chu let out a soft breath and frowned as she looked at him: "I never make bets with anyone."
“Oh? How honored I am to be the first?” Levi asked.
Qin Chu stared at him for two seconds: "Have you always been this shameless?"
"Really?" Levy stroked his chin. "Was I not telling the truth?"
Seeing Qin Chu's expression that said "I don't want to talk to this idiot," Levi laughed.
He tapped the screen of the ordering device: "Okay, since it's not a bet, then may I ask why our master artist withdrew the application to change direction?"
"Could it be that he likes me?" The person moved a little closer.
Thanks to the frequent time they spent together in the same room, Qin Chu had been able to somewhat suppress the urge to punch someone and was able to avoid saying strange things from time to time.
He explained coldly, "Because I suddenly remembered that you have a lot of information. Letting you go like this would be too easy on you."
This information is naturally related to the mastermind.
Levi paused for a moment, then began to seriously order food in front of the ordering screen: "Today I want Mapo Tofu and Four Happiness Meatballs on the first floor; Black Pepper Spaghetti and Fruit Pizza on the second floor; Braised Pork Tenderloin and Spicy Chicken on the third floor. Hmm... Drinks, watermelon juice, corn juice, strawberry juice..."
Qin Chu: "..."
Qin Chu: "Why don't you just buy the cafeteria?"
Levi turned to look at him, and said matter-of-factly, "My net worth has skyrocketed now, so of course I have to have a good meal."
"..." Qin Chu glanced at him, raised his hand to swipe his card, but threw a sentence at him, "Get your own food."
"Seriously? You're so heartless, won't you even help me carry it?"
Levi called after him, but Qin Chu ignored him and went straight to find a seat.
They ordered so many dishes that Levi had to make two trips to get them all. The table was piled high with food; anyone who didn't know better would think they were treating everyone.
Because there were military academy students present, the portions in the restaurant were quite large, and there was more than enough food for two people.
Qin Chu only bought staple food and water.
When he returned, Levy was still upstairs.
Sitting alone at the dining table, Qin Chu subtly raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck.
The computer is placed on the dining table with the screen facing upwards, currently displaying a search page—the method for calculating the estrus cycle of an Omega.
Familiar footsteps approached, and Qin Chu reached out and turned off the screen.
"I'm exhausted." Levi put the last dish on the table and slumped into his chair.
"Serves you right." Qin Chu glanced at him, picked up his utensils, and started eating.
As soon as Qin Chu picked up his chopsticks, he felt he should order another dish.
This table of dishes is either spicy or sweet and spicy. The only non-spicy fruit pizza is placed on Levi's side.
Qin Chu isn't incapable of eating spicy food, it's just...
After hesitating for two seconds without leaving a trace, Qin Chu reached out and picked up a piece of spicy chicken from in front of him with his chopsticks.
The moment he put the chicken in his mouth, his brow furrowed for a split second.
Even the strongest man's lips can't be made of steel.
At least Qin and Chu were not.
The wound he had inflicted last night had just closed up, but the spiciness caused it to start hurting again.
Fortunately, it didn't hurt too much.
Qin Chu frowned and ate something else. Soon the wound became hot and burning, and his entire lower lip swelled up.