The Soft and Cute Omega Male (ChatGPT translation)

Chapter 27

The curtains were tightly drawn, and the dormitory was dimly lit, with only a vague figure lying on the bed visible.

Zuo Luohuan had one hand over her eyes, the thin blanket casually covering her waist. She was not sleeping soundly, and her face was covered in fine sweat. Her fingers, which were originally limp, gradually clenched, and her body was tense.

The familiar pheromones were overwhelming and spreading around her without restraint. Zuo Luohuan suddenly realized that something was not right. Except for the few days when she fainted during the later stages of differentiation, she had never released such a large amount of pheromones before.

However...these thoughts were quickly forgotten. At this moment, Zuo Luohuan's mind was focused on the warm and soft body in her arms. She looked down and saw the other person buried in her neck and shoulder, revealing a beautiful and fair nape. The gland was facing her, like an innocent young animal afraid of what was about to happen, yet still choosing to offer itself willingly.

She tried to distinguish the other person's pheromones, but couldn't remember what they smelled like. She only felt that, for herself, this was an extremely tempting pheromone, to the point where she couldn't control herself and raised her hand to rub the gland with a sense of absolute control.

The gland under her fingertips was soft and warm, and the person in her arms was breathing lightly in her ear. She couldn't resist the temptation any longer and lowered her head to bite the other person's nape gland, marking him with her own pheromones to claim him.

...

Zuo Luohuan suddenly opened her eyes. When she tried to see the other person's face in her dream, she was startled awake. She propped herself up on the bed with both hands, breathing heavily, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

This kind of dream...

Zuo Luohuan covered her forehead with her hands and muttered a curse under her breath. After coming back from morning classes and taking a nap, Zuo Luohuan  unexpectedly had this dream. She flipped over and got out of bed, walked to the window, and raised her hand to pull open the curtains, letting the evening sun shine in and imprint on her eyes.

It was only at this moment that Zuo Luohuan felt completely awake and calm.

She went to the washroom to freshen up, changed into her military uniform, and decided to head to training an hour early.

Today's training was combat, and the instructor was Kang Guang. His classes were always intense, which was perfect for releasing any excess energy.

Before heading downstairs, Zuo Luohuan opened her closet and took out a weighted belt, tying it around her wrists and ankles before leaving.

...

By the time the other six people arrived, Zuo Luohuan had already finished her run and was sitting by the training field fence, resting.

"Why did you come so early today?" Jiang Hong, the first to arrive, walked over and kicked the iron fence, looking at the sweat on Zuo Luohuan's forehead. "Did you start training without us?"

Zuo Luohuan casually looked up. "Is that not allowed?"

"What's going on? You still seem upset," Jiang Hong, who had known her for years, felt that something was off and asked curiously. Zuo Luo Huan leaned back, her gaze unconsciously falling on the entrance of the training ground where Ji Yuezhi and Ding Wuming were walking side by side, probably coming from the disciplinary office and still talking about something.

The lights in the training ground were too bright, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Jiang Hong still hadn't heard a response, so he turned around and sat next to Zuo Luo Huan, waving his hand in front of her eyes. "Who are you looking at?"