Episode 2.5 Pheromone Turbulence

After the "fan service," the duo, Trystan and Logan, left in a heartbeat, looking visibly flustered. Shen Yuan doesn't think much about those two or their purpose in attempting to dive right into his mind because, in the first place, there is a huge possibility that they will not be meeting in the future. That's why he doesn't mind if Logan thinks after seeing him in his fox form, it's not like anyone would guess his identity with just that glimpse.

One could think that it is an objective representation of his consciousness.

That's why his skin is safe no matter what happens in the future.

Besides, the celestial fox spirit has no plans to enter the hunter industry. So, that makes their future rendezvous depleted to zero.

Yes, he doesn't want to be in that lofty industry, as he's got the money now and a career that he could work on at leisure. Isn't that great?

Well, he could register as an awakener just to conveniently use his magics, but that was it.

Suki is happy with that much freedom. It is unlike him to pick up responsibility because if he is like that, he should be in the high and cloudy part of the spirit realm.

No kidding, he has no ambition to conquer anything, nor be the character that derails the events of "Their S-Class Affairs."

Suki, who possesses the body of the rich Shen Yuan, has an unchanged interest, and that is BL.

It is a whole new world he is living in, so he might as well read and see what heart-stopping boy's love story this omegaverse world has to offer.

Shen Yuan smiled. That sounds like a plan.

It's an insult to his fudanshi fox self if he didn't indulge himself in Yaoi content, right?

Shen Yuan initially thought there would be a long, dreadful waiting time before they boarded their plane. Still, to his surprise, they were told that their private jet was ready to go before he could heat up his couch with his ass.

The privilege of being privileged.

Suki, the nine-tailed fox who worked his ass off to live in the mortal realm, could only sigh.

They say money can't buy happiness, that could be true. However, convenience is something that could be purchased with dollars, and Shen Yuan wouldn't bat an eye to spending for that if he had spare money!

His good mood extended when his feet touched the private jet's interior. The colors playing in the interior design of the air are the comforting colors of brown, white, and beige, making it very easy for the eyes. It isn't flamboyant or over-the-top at all. Actually, it gives a cozy feeling overall.

A kind of rich man's cozy, to be specific.

Shen Yuan boarded this private jet with some of the people brought, and he didn't mind it at all. Su Yifan and the others are seated on the other side of the cabin, giving him and the damned male lead of "Their S-Class Affairs" the privacy he didn't ask for.

He chose to sit beside the window, overlooking the white and fluffy clouds, emptying his head and trying to minimize the presence of the alpha sitting in front of him.

However, if he's got the plan to snob Bai Tingfeng, the other seemed to have a different plan.

"You shouldn't provoke Trystan Kingsley," the man croaked.

Shen Yuan slightly tilted his head from facing the glass window and looked at Bai Tingfeng side-eyed, "Provoke? I am not even half-rude to him."

The aristocratic man elegantly crossed his legs, "Still, he is not someone you could disrespect."

"Oh? I wonder about that," Shen Yuan challenged just to spite Bai Tingfeng.

"He may not look like it, but Trystan Kingsley is one of A Conuntry's top S-Class awakeners and ranked second among strongest tanks worldwide."

The omega wrinkled his brows, "What do you mean he may not look like it? He is literally a tank. No matter what angle you look at, he is obviously strong and huge. God, he could destroy anything in just one thrust."

Confusingly, Bai Tingfeng's face suddenly turned black like the bottom of the pot. It may be in Shen Yuan's imagination, but the man's aura became more imposing out of the blue.

But the celestial fox spirit, who has seen different facets of life, remained unshaken.

"Fix your wording, Shen Yuan. If someone hears you, they might think of something-"

"Something what?" The celestial fox spirit gave a foxy grin. "I didn't expect you to be that dirty-minded, Master Bai. I am surprised, I must say."

"Don't worry, Trystan Kingsley is not my cup of tea. Even if he is the A Country's President's son, I am not tempted to hook up with him."

"So you deliberately ticked him, knowing he is the president's son."

"He is?" Shen Yuan's mouth was agape.

"Wait," Bai Tingfeng's broad palm was raised to the surprised omega. "You forgot even that?! You are unbelievable."

He is clueless about how he should put it for Shen Yuan. Is it karma? A blessing?

Because he noticed a massive behavior shift in Shen Yuan ever since the omega lost his memories, he is still that sharp-tongued omega who speaks sans conscience. Still, he must commend Yuan for defending that poor omega who was hopelessly stuck to a brat like Trystan Kingsley.

Bai Tingfeng must admit that his impression is slightly better than before. It's better if he doesn't do the most random things occasionally. Maybe then, Shen Yuan will be a little bearable.

"What's with that expression? You're not thinking ill about me, are you?!" The high-pitched croak of the omega.

Shen Yuan was wearing that nasty expression on his face as if he was looking directly at garbage. Bai Tingfeng is indeed a trash. A very good fucker trash. The panels of the smutty manhua played inside his head like reels. It is quite a turn-on; Shen Yuan must admit that. However, the situation he is currently in is not conducive to dirty daydreams. Especially the gong is sitting across from him.

The omega huffed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

"Just know that fuck boys and future fuck boys are not my type. Just like you jerk."

Shen Yuan didn't say the last statement loudly; it was the quietest whisper one could imagine, but it didn't stop Bai Tingfeng from hearing it.

His head became filled with question marks.

"What do you mean?" Bai Tingfeng asked. However, it seemed like the omega opposite him did not have any intention to explain.

"I keep looking at you, Bai Tingfeng. It makes me want to pee," Shen Yuan tactically stood up. He is not in the mood to explain what he read to the story's male lead, and he is doing it not to get flashbacks of Bai Tingfeng's "thing."

There is a fat chance that he wouldn't be able to look at the alpha in front of him with a clear conscience throughout the plane ride. He is not ready to spend 14 to 11 hours imagining the "real" Bai Tingfeng Junior.

Blag!

The aircraft suddenly shook when Shen Yuan was about to take his first step, making him lose his balance.

Naturally, he should be nimble, given his identity as a fox. But an accursed item is on his feet, making it difficult for him to move. That freaking platform boots

"Gory Hell!' He stupidly blurted out as he felt himself falling to the restraints of gravity. Before he knew it, a big and hard hand captured his branch-like arms. Shen Yuan was pulled to a particular position.

"Gentlemen, we're experiencing some turbulence. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts." The cool and comforting voice of their pilot sounded.

"What the" Shen Yuan was speechless for a full minute.

He is sitting. Shen Yuan is sure about that. His body awareness is top-notch, so it is impossible to mistake his position.

'But where am I sitting?' It was a mixture of softness and toughness. That is not quite the leather seats he sat on a while ago, but the comfort is somewhat close to it despite having a gap in between.

'And there is no way the air conditioner will breathe hot air like this because everywhere else was cold.'

A thought flashed in his mind, and it shook his core. 'Don't tell me?!'

The thing that he dreaded happened. The fresh and raw panels of the manhua flashed in his mind, setting his fair cheeks on fire.

'I must stand up no matter what!'

Shen Yuan hotly stood up from whatever forsaken place he was sitting on. But for the second time, the jet again trembled under his feet, and he found himself tripping over again.

The celestial fox spirit almost uttered all kinds of curses inside his head. He takes back his thoughts that this plane is cozy!

It was the same instance, but the inertia guided him back to Bai Tingfeng's lap against his will this time!

"Just stay for a while if you don't want to return to your seat." Bai Tingfeng's solid voice spoke directly to his sensitive ears.

"I want to return if I could, okay?!" Shen Yuan inevitably raised his tone because he was flustered. Deep in his mind, he is playing children's songs or imagining a shitting unicorn just to shoo away his memories of the hand-drawn nakedness of Bai TIngfeng.

For once, he hated BlackPussyCantSleep, the creator of "Their S-Class Affairs!"

Shen Yuan was sweating as if he was being barbequed in the pits of hell. His nape was sweltering, and the next thing he knew, a scent of sweet-smelling oranges drifted in the air.

Bai Tingfeng's face, filled with colors since earlier, showed an expression of surprise. 'This is Shen Yuan's pheromones!'

He silently held his breath, trying to inhale anything. The prime reason why they are arranged together is that their pheromones blend very well. Meaning the two of them are super reactive to each other's pheromones.

However, it is impossible for anyone, awakened or not, to hold their breath for at least ten minutes.

Bai Tingfeng did the inevitable, and his physiological reaction was quick, too.

On the other hand, Shen Yuan became stone stiff on Bai Tingfeng's lap.

"Bai. Ting. Feng." The Celestial Fox Spirit emphasized his every word. His entire body is trembling for reasons unknown to him.

But the bottom line is that he knew it.

The bumpy thing that is poking him.

Of course, it was so big that Shen Yuan would be dense and an idiot if he said he was unaware that Bai TIngfeng was facilitating a flag-raising ceremony while the turbulence was happening!