My Heart Itched from Being Kissed.
“How about you go to sleep with Jiejie first?”
In the quiet night, the woman’s tone was exceedingly gentle, every word like she was coaxing.
Qi Song looked at Yu Luo, and it felt as if a part of her heart was gradually collapsing along with those words, and then her entire being sank helplessly into an unfamiliar softness.
…Jiejie.
She involuntarily savored this form of address.
There was an obscure yet grand sense of familiarity, as if it were carved into her bones, as if it were flowing through her blood.
Usually, it was silent and soundless, but occasionally, it would clamorously overflow.
Just like now.
The woman’s eyes, as she looked at her, held a deep affection, and her entire being was wreathed in a mature and tolerant charm.
This charm was like an invisible hand, winding over continuously through the air, carelessly hooking Qi Song.
It easily turned Qi Song into a drifting, helpless wandering soul, muddle-headed and not knowing what to think, only knowing that wherever that hand hooked, that was where she should go.
It seemed that as long as this continued, she would finally be able to find her destination.
Taotao was lying on the left side of the bed, plunged into a sweet dreamland.
Yu Luo tucked the quilt for her, stuffing the little arm that had stretched out of the covers back into the warmth.
After taking care of the cub, she turned her head to look at the person half-lying on the other side.
Since being pulled out of the bathroom by her, Qi Song hadn’t said a word, just stared at her with unblinking eyes.
Like a little puppy that had just been found after getting lost, a bit eager, yet a bit restrained, but unable to hold back her gaze all the same.
Yu Luo was slightly stunned by that gaze.
——Something was a bit off with Qi Song.
“Have you taken a suppressant?”
She blinked lightly, half curious and half probing, and moved closer. With one hand, she gently lifted Qi Song’s long hair, wanting to see the back of her neck.
The gland on the back of the neck is a fragile and private place for anyone, not a place one would easily let others explore or touch.
Qi Song actually didn’t push her away, just letting her do as she pleased.
She even propped her body up a little to make it more convenient for her.
Yu Luo noticed this movement, and her hand couldn’t help but pause.
She felt that ever since she had said that sentence at the bathroom door just now, it was as if some switch had been flipped in Qi Song, who suddenly started acting a bit like she did right after they had confirmed their relationship.
Obedient and restrained, yet in reality, unable to hide that scorching passion.
At this thought, something stirred in Yu Luo’s heart, and a sense of anticipation surged up.
It made her eager to give it a try1.
She was no longer in a hurry to confirm whether Qi Song had taken a suppressant. While observing Qi Song’s expression, she placed her hand on Qi Song’s shoulder.
She followed the young woman’s elegant, slender neckline, caressing upwards inch by inch, unhurriedly, finally stopping at Qi Song’s chin.
Like scratching a little puppy, her fingertips drew circles on the delicate skin there, pressing and rubbing neither too lightly nor too heavily.
Qi Song’s breath hitched, and she subconsciously pursed her lips.
As if distant yet profound memories were further evoked, the haze in her eyes deepened, revealing a chaotic trance.
With the movement of the woman’s fingertips, her chest rose and fell. Her eyes, as she looked at Yu Luo, held a bit more docile forbearance and faintly ignited with a searing heat.
The night was so quiet that when their skin brushed against each other, one could even hear the delicate and hazy sound.
Gazing at each other from a close distance, their scorching breaths also became entangled. The dim, warm light of the bedside lamp painted this entanglement with ambiguity and ardor.
Yu Luo’s bright red lips parted slightly, and she suddenly felt an unbearable craving surge up from somewhere within her.
Her eyes were veiled in mist, damp and obscure.
The hand caressing Qi Song’s chin loosened and slowly wound around to the back of her neck. She leaned over slightly, her lips touching the shell of Qi Song’s ear, her moist, hot breath spraying onto the pink-tinged skin.
“…….Do it?”
At the woman’s two words, as low as a bewitchment, a sharp pain shot through Qi Song’s brain. Debauched and humidly hot images surged past, evoking a desire she could not put into words.
Her already unsteady breathing instantly became even deeper and heavier.
As if finding her answer in that reaction, Yu Luo let out a low laugh.
She slowly turned her head, her lips barely touching as they lightly brushed against Qi Song’s.
Once, and then again.
Brushing against her as if close yet distant, but never fully pressing down, never making the kiss solid.
Baiting the person in the passive position, her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and a hint of unbearable dissatisfaction appeared in her eyes.
She was already faintly starting to be unable to resist actively leaning forward.
Yu Luo opened her eyes, and the thin layer of mist in them held the pleasure of success. She placed her hand on the back of Qi Song’s head and, between light pants, commanded in a low voice, “Kiss me…”
The moment her voice fell, Qi Song leaned in.
It was clearly an act of obedience, doing whatever Yu Luo said.
But her intimacy seemed to come on strong, as if her long forbearance just now was merely a patient disguise to make Yu Luo lower her guard, just waiting for this moment of permission to run wild.
A hand came around her back and pressed forcefully. Yu Luo’s entire body was pressed tightly into Qi Song’s embrace, their soft bodies fitting together perfectly, without a single gap2.
Immediately after, Qi Song’s other hand pinched her chin, and she lowered her head and pressed down, her lips meeting hers.
With Qi Song’s long-unseen initiative and dominance, Yu Luo’s heart beat faster, and her body spontaneously softened, melting into a puddle of water.
She hoped Qi Song would fiercely stir this pool of spring water3 of hers.
Their lips pressed together, and Yu Luo closed her eyes, sensing Qi Song.
That person first touched her probingly.
Next, she pressed against them cherish-ingly.
And then, she sucked on them cautiously.
Yu Luo was kissed until the corners of her lips couldn’t help but curve up slightly. In this kiss, she felt a kind of pure yet clumsy solemnity.
Perhaps because they had been separated for two years, Qi Song’s kiss had somewhat reverted to the feeling of their first kiss, that kind of tender and inexperienced touch.
Yu Luo’s eyelashes trembled. Her heart itched from being kissed, and she found this to be extremely cute.
Thus, her body craved the other person even more, anticipating her next move.
But——
Next… there was no ‘next’.
A few minutes later, Yu Luo couldn’t help but open her eyes, a hint of confusion surfacing in them.
She saw that Qi Song still had her eyes closed, looking exceptionally intoxicated and absorbed, as if merely pressing their lips together was enough to leave her completely satisfied.
——It seemed she had no intention of going any further.
Yu Luo was a bit dazed.
What was this?
This person, who had come on so strong, holding her with a posture as if she wanted to devour her whole4, had been kissing her for several minutes, yet hadn’t even used her tongue.
From what she had ever seen, it was loud thunder, but small raindrops5.
Qi Song was still pecking away, not even daring to suck too forcefully, as if she were afraid of hurting her. She was treating her like a precious treasure.
Yu Luo obediently let her continue kissing for a while. A moment later, she slightly pulled her head back, wanting to say something to Qi Song, but saw Qi Song immediately frown in dissatisfaction and simply fix both hands on her cheeks, not letting her go.
Then, her lips pressed against hers again, exceptionally chaste and simple.
“…” Yu Luo blinked helplessly.
Although this was so cute it made her heart soften, but——
How was she supposed to relieve the fire burning inside her, leaving her hanging?
Yu Luo shifted, feeling the tide of arousal overflowing. Thus, her red lips, slightly swollen from the kisses, parted. She nipped Qi Song with the tip of her teeth and said bewitchingly, full of unsatisfied desire:
“Don’t you want to do something else to me?”
This sentence seemed to have some effect; Qi Song stopped.
She finally brought herself to pull away from Yu Luo’s lips, her eyes lowered, staring at Yu Luo without blinking.
Yu Luo met her gaze, her throat couldn’t help but move slightly, and her heartbeat immediately quickened.
Unbearable anticipation surged up once more.
What was Qi Song going to do to her next?
Was she going to…
Countless indulgent nights from their past flashed through Yu Luo’s mind, and her blood rushed along with the clamor of her heartbeat.
Amidst that surging feeling, Qi Song finally moved toward her again as she had wished, with a feeling as if she was about to press her down.
Yu Luo’s breath hitched, her heart pounded so violently it almost hurt, and the flame of desire instantly flared, swaying in the air——
However, the next second…
Yu Luo lowered her eyes to look at the person who had collapsed into her arms, unmoving, as if she had passed out.
Her eyelashes trembled. She slowly raised her hand and shook the person in disbelief.
There was no response.
The flame trembled, then in an instant, it withered and died, completely extinguished.
Yu Luo belatedly realized that Qi Song’s entire body was abnormally scalding hot. And just now, in the heat of the moment, she had merely attributed it to the other person being too excited.
She touched Qi Song’s forehead with her hand, then checked her breathing, her brows knitting in worry.
This person had a high fever.
Yu Luo took a deep breath, raised her hand, and pinched Qi Song’s face, neither too lightly nor too heavily. Heart aching and annoyed, she gritted her teeth and said, “I’ll be keeping a record of tonight’s debt.”
When Qi Song woke up, she felt a little sore all over, as if she had been through a minor illness.
Some blurry memories flashed through her mind.
Faintly, there was Yu Luo, panting by her ear and asking, 「Do it」.
Faintly, there was her, like a little puppy, holding onto Yu Luo and gnawing on her for a long time.
Qi Song’s eyelashes trembled fiercely, and she suddenly didn’t dare to open her eyes.
What was going on? Could it be that she was possessed6 by the original owner last night?
Oh, that’s not right. It was she who possessed the original owner in the first place.
Qi Song’s thoughts were in a tangle, and she didn’t quite know how to face Yu Luo.
Maybe I should just keep pretending to be asleep…
“Since you’re awake, get up.”
The woman’s clear and cool voice sounded by her ear, her tone faint and a little ambiguous.
Qi Song’s heart skipped a beat.
In the end, she couldn’t pretend to be asleep any longer. She did some mental preparation, then unwillingly and slowly opened her eyes.
Yu Luo was standing by the bed, looking down at her. She leaned over and stuck her hand inside her collar——
Qi Song’s body instinctively pulled back, and she asked in a slightly unsteady tone, 「What are you doing?」
Yu Luo glanced at her without speaking, grabbed her pajamas with one hand, and her other hand irresistibly slipped back inside her collar.
With practiced ease7, she pulled out a thermometer.
Qi Song stared, slightly stunned, at the thermometer in her hand. She blinked, and her guarded body finally relaxed slowly.
“You thought I was going to take liberties with you?”
After checking the temperature on the thermometer, Yu Luo was relieved. She looked back at Qi Song and raised an eyebrow lightly. “And who’s to say who was taking liberties with whom.”
“…”
Qi Song immediately thought of the various things from last night.
She felt that it definitely wasn’t her pot8. How could she have possibly taken the initiative to kiss Yu Luo for so long, and so clingily and absorbedly at that?
It must have been under the dual effects of the suppressant and catching a cold and having a fever that the original owner’s influence had more control over the body.
And since it was an impulse belonging to the original owner, she wasn’t very willing to carry a black pot on her back9.
She couldn’t say these things directly to Yu Luo, so Qi Song cleared her throat and feigned dementia and acted foolish10. “What do you mean, taking liberties?”
She directly feigned a memory lapse, refusing to acknowledge last night.
Yu Luo’s gaze swept leisurely over her innocent face, and she said unhurriedly, “But, last night you were stripping my clothes, and you also…”
“I did not.” Qi Song frowned lightly.
Aside from a few kisses, she hadn’t done anything else at all. This bad woman was actually trying to pin such a huge blame on her out of thin air.
“Oh,” Yu Luo said airily. “It seems you didn’t have a memory lapse after all.”
Qi Song: “…”
Every path was truly blocked.
However, with Yu Luo’s interruption, her still somewhat drowsy brain cleared up—she shouldn’t gloss over this matter, even if she had to take the blame for the original owner.
After all, Yu Luo didn’t know about the struggle within this body between the original owner’s lingering influence and the book transmigrator. From Yu Luo’s perspective, she had, in fact, simply been kissed by this body.
So, in the end, Qi Song sat up and said seriously:
“I’m sorry. It was probably the effects of the suppressant and the fever; my mind wasn’t clear last night, and I kissed you. Thank you also for taking care of me in the middle of the night when I had a fever. However, if a similar situation arises in the future, you can push me away immediately.”
She deliberately emphasized the end of her sentence, the implication very obvious—you clearly could have pushed me away, yet you tilted your head up and let me kiss you for a long time. You don’t seem so innocent either.
But she saw that Yu Luo didn’t address her point at all, instead looking at her with composure. “You’re apologizing for kissing me? What’s there to apologize for?”
After a pause, she said, “You didn’t even use your tongue.”
Her tone even held a hint of regret.
Qi Song’s heart trembled. For her, who had no experience whatsoever, using one’s tongue was an extremely intimate entanglement, an unimaginable experience.
How could she possibly have done that.
“Qi Song, your kissing skills have regressed by at least five years. Last night was even more inexperienced than our first kiss.”
“Speaking of which,” Yu Luo laughed carelessly, “although it was very cute, you can find some time to practice more with me.”
The tips of Qi Song’s ears quietly turned red.
Last night was her first time kissing someone. How good could her kissing skills be?
She really wanted to defend her own potential, but in the end, she could only swallow her words. There was always a bitterness she couldn’t speak of11; no one could understand the hardships of a book transmigrator.
She could only reply dryly, 「I don’t need to practice with you」, which earned her a half-smiling12 look from the woman.
Taotao was playing with toys in the living room of the hotel suite. Wanting to share something, she called out in a soft, sweet voice, 「Mommy」.
Yu Luo answered and started walking toward the living room. Before she left, she thought of something and turned back to say to Qi Song:
“Actually, if you really want to apologize, the thing you should be sorry for isn’t kissing me—it’s for only kissing me halfway.”
To think she would leave her hanging like that, forcing her to extinguish the fire in her own heart.
It was simply a crime that cannot be pardoned13.
Qi Song mulled over the meaning of her words and felt a thin layer of chill rise up her back.
With the extent to which this woman holds a grudge… she won’t find different ways to get it back from me in the future, will she?
After the recording for this episode ended, the guests departed from Wucheng’s airport, flying back to their respective cities.
Wucheng was not far from B City. The flight was in the morning, and they arrived before noon.
Zhou Zhou temporarily moved into Yu Luo’s villa.
She stood in the guest room that Yu Luo had asked the auntie to tidy up in advance, looking at the various daily necessities that had clearly been prepared with great care. She said, a little constrained, “Thank you, Teacher Yu. I’ll get settled and move out as soon as possible so I don’t disturb you for too long.”
After a pause, she said solemnly, “I will engrave your kindness in my heart and will definitely work hard to repay you in the future.”
“There’s no hurry. Just treat it as your own home and relax a little,” Yu Luo said to her in a warm voice. “And don’t worry about repaying me. By helping you, I’m also helping myself.”
An abortion should be done sooner rather than later. After a simple rest at noon, Yu Luo was going to take Zhou Zhou to the high-end private hospital she usually went to for a check-up.
Although she no longer had a fever, Qi Song was still a bit listless. Yu Luo had her and Taotao rest at home.
After a series of examinations, they had to wait an hour for the results.
Yu Luo sat with Zhou Zhou in the waiting room. She could see the dejection and gloom on Zhou Zhou’s face and couldn’t help but say softly, “If you have any emotions that are hard to relieve, I can be a listener.”
Zhou Zhou pursed her lips and turned her head to glance at Yu Luo.
Teacher Yu usually only appeared on television. As an internationally renowned Film Queen, she had once been as unreachable as the moon in the sky14 to her.
But it was this bright moon that one day shone upon her, rescuing her from the darkness.
Zhou Zhou was grateful for this good fortune and knew she couldn’t wallow in self-pity anymore, but at this moment, her heart was ultimately not so calm.
She said, “I had always looked forward to the birth of this child. While enduring Chen Linxin’s violence, I once treated the child as my entire spiritual support. So even though I’ve already made up my mind, the thought of truly losing her now still makes my heart ache a little.”
After a pause, she asked Yu Luo, “Teacher Yu, what was your mood like when you were pregnant with Taotao? You and Teacher Qi love each other so much, you must have been looking forward to this child together in happiness.”
As if not expecting the topic to turn to herself, Yu Luo was stunned for a moment.
Her hand, which had been resting casually on the chair, gradually clenched. Her lips stammered, and in the end, she only let out a low “en”.
A moment later, as if sensing her reply was too short, she added, “That’s right.”
Zhou Zhou felt her reaction was a bit strange. But she guessed that perhaps Yu Luo was being considerate of her feelings and didn’t want to show off her happiness too much.
Since Yu Luo was being so considerate, she didn’t ask any more questions.
“Teacher Yu?” a female voice sounded from the side.
“Are you here with a friend to see a doctor? I happen to be free in a little while. Would you like to come to my office for a bit?”
Zhou Zhou looked up at the sound and saw a woman in a white coat. The nameplate on her chest read:
Pheromone Department, Jiang Yan15.
Yu Luo’s expression seemed very familiar with Doctor Jiang. She greeted her casually, “No need, I’ll come again next week.”
Jiang Yan nodded. Before leaving, she seemed to want to give some instructions. But considering there was someone next to Yu Luo, she swallowed her original words.
“See you next week, then,” she said.
The doctor formulated a plan for Zhou Zhou’s abortion surgery, striving to minimize the surgical risks.
The surgery was scheduled for two days later.
When Yu Luo and Zhou Zhou returned home from the hospital, Qi Song was drawing with Taotao.
Before transmigrating, Qi Song had a wide range of hobbies and liked to try a little of everything. The time her friends spent on dating, she spent entirely on developing her interests and hobbies.
Coincidentally, she had also studied painting for a period of time.
However, Taotao was still young, so drawing now didn’t require many skills, just splashing her wild imagination onto the paper.
At this moment, Taotao was drawing a little person with crayons. Qi Song stared at the little person, feeling the outlines of the figure flicker between blurry and clear before her eyes.
Her mind felt both drowsy and clear. But she had just taken her temperature, and there was no fever.
Taotao was now drawing a bug. Qi Song’s gaze rested on a blank part of the drawing paper and began to lose focus.
She felt the back of her neck was a little hot.
It was as if there was an invisible pen in the air, sketching out all the scenes from last night, one by one, on the blank space of the paper she was staring at.
In the deep night, a young woman caressed another woman’s cheek, pecking her with chaste yet ardent kisses, on and on.
Qi Song’s breathing quickened slightly as she watched, as if she could recall the sensation of Yu Luo’s lips against hers.
The ultimate softness.
“Mama?” Taotao poked her mother, who hadn’t come back to her senses for a long time.
Qi Song’s eyelashes trembled. She quickly waved away the invisible drawing and then turned her head to look at Taotao.
“Mama, your face is so red,” Taotao asked with concern.
Qi Song completely snapped out of it. The concentration of her pheromones had unknowingly far exceeded the normal level, and her glands were also faintly swelling.
Her susceptible period had arrived.
In fact, she belatedly realized, it was possible that last night was the beginning of her susceptible period. It was just that she had injected a suppressant in time, keeping her pheromone concentration stable for a period, and coupled with catching a cold and having a high fever, she hadn’t realized it.
Qi Song tried to steady her breathing as much as possible and said to Taotao, “Cubbie, you keep drawing first. Mama is going to take a shot.”
Taotao asked, “Is Mama sick?”
“No,” Qi Song explained. “It’s a normal physiological phenomenon.”
Taotao nodded in understanding, remembering that Mommy also often got shots. Perhaps growing up into an adult meant having to endure this kind of pain.
In that case, she’d rather not grow up.
After returning home, Yu Luo went straight to the bedroom.
She pushed open the door and saw the big one and the little one sitting side by side at the desk, turning their heads at the same time.
Taotao’s eyes instantly sparkled, and she called out in a milky voice, “Mommy’s back!”
Qi Song didn’t look as listless anymore. Her gaze was as bright as Taotao’s, staring at her without blinking, like a little puppy eagerly waiting for its person to come home.
Yu Luo’s brow moved slightly.
This person’s state seemed just like last night, and even more off than last night.
She walked over, taking a few steps to stand in front of Qi Song, and felt the gardenia-scented pheromones in the air, which were more fragrant than usual.
A guess formed in her mind. She raised her hand to feel the other’s forehead. “Are you still running a fever?”
The instant her hand touched Qi Song’s forehead, she felt Qi Song’s entire body seem to tremble.
“I don’t have a fever anymore.”
Qi Song blinked lightly, her breathing seeming to quicken. She looked up at Yu Luo a few more times, then lowered her gaze and looked away.
Yu Luo took in all these details.
So Qi Song’s susceptible period had arrived.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but look forward to what this person would do during her susceptible period.
But actually, even just being watched by her every day like an eager little puppy was already very interesting.
Hmm, it would be best if she kissed me again like last night and finished what was left unfinished.
An Alpha in their susceptible period would be very clingy to their Omega, their possessiveness would become stronger than usual, and they would have a great desire for physical contact.
If they particularly liked and were attached to the other person, they would also exhibit nesting16 behavior.
Recalling this knowledge, Yu Luo tentatively raised her hand and ruffled Qi Song’s hair, seeing the young woman’s features relax and the corners of her lips faintly curve up in pleasure.
She couldn’t help but also curve her lips into a light smile.
“Have you taken a suppressant?” she asked softly.
Qi Song nodded.
She had just injected a dose of suppressant in the bathroom. The effect was remarkable, and her pheromone concentration quickly dropped.
But the fire in her heart didn’t seem to.
After coming out, her mind had been uncontrollably filled with thoughts of Yu Luo.
She felt lost and empty, checking her phone twice a minute for any messages from Yu Luo.
Her thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken its reins17, going from 「She’s not back yet」 to 「Why isn’t she back yet」, and finally to 「Is she going to abandon her wife and daughter and not come home」.
And all of this only got slightly better when she saw Yu Luo return.
After having her head patted, it got a little better again.
An Alpha’s spirit becomes fragile during their susceptible period, and Qi Song’s control over her body was likely far weaker than usual, allowing the original owner’s influence to take advantage.
She felt a little helpless about this and could only control her actions as much as possible. She couldn’t let a situation like last night, where she held someone and kissed them for a long time, happen again.
Taotao had been quietly watching Mommy and Mama from the side. She hadn’t seen her for the whole afternoon and wanted a hug from Mommy. But Mommy seemed to be taking care of Mama, who had just had a shot.
So she didn’t ask for a hug.
After confirming Qi Song’s condition, Yu Luo was relieved.
She turned around and saw the cub staring at her eagerly.
That look was exactly the same as Qi Song’s.
Her heart softened. She sighed, a little amused and a little helpless, then bent down and picked Taotao up, rubbing her in her arms.
Like snuggling a cat, she snuggled the cub.
Taotao obediently let Mommy snuggle her, her two arms wrapped around Yu Luo’s neck as she said clingily, “Mommy went out, I missed Mommy so much.”
Yu Luo lowered her head and kissed her forehead. “Mommy missed you too.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt an intense gaze directed at her from the other side.
“…”
Yu Luo suddenly had the feeling of having two little puppies at home and being unable to be in two places at once18 to take care of them.
But she was rather enjoying it.
She held Taotao and sat down at the desk, turning her head to look at Qi Song sitting beside her.
Her eyes held a gentle smile as she said softly,
“I missed you too when I was out just now.”
Qi Song looked at her. The gentle, watery light in the Omega’s eyes seemed to ripple, and Qi Song’s heart swayed with those ripples. The part of her that had felt lost just now seemed to be suddenly filled.
In this unfamiliar satisfaction, she felt a kind of glee that made her flustered. And she couldn’t tell how much of this glee belonged to the original owner and how much belonged to her. She chose to hastily attribute it all to the original owner.
“I missed you just now too,” Qi Song had to reply under the cub’s gaze.
She considered it just an act, but then a voice in her heart honestly added: Actually, I missed you very, very much.
She hurriedly suppressed it.
Before transmigrating, Qi Song’s susceptible periods had always been very stable. She was already of a chaste heart and few desires, and after a few shots of suppressant, there was no difference from when she wasn’t in her susceptible period. Besides, she didn’t have her own Omega, so she wouldn’t develop any emotional attachment.
But this body after transmigration was clearly different.
Up to now, many strange thoughts and impulses had already popped up in her mind.
Qi Song thought she needed to distract herself and also needed some space alone to slowly observe herself.
It happened to be close to dinner time, and Auntie Zhang at home was starting to cook in the kitchen.
So Qi Song said to Yu Luo, “I want to cook two dishes tonight. Is there anything you’d like to eat?”
The moment her voice fell, she tightened her grip on the pen in her hand.
She had really only intended to say the first half of the sentence, but the second half had naturally slipped out of her mouth.
It made the situation seem as if she was specifically cooking for Yu Luo.
Yu Luo blinked, remembering that an Alpha in their susceptible period also seems to have the impulse to do things for their beloved Omega and gain psychological satisfaction from it.
So she ordered a dish with a clear conscience: “I want to eat your braised fish.”
After speaking, she asked Taotao on her lap, “Is there anything Cubbie wants to eat?”
Taotao directly drew a large oval on the paper with her crayon. “Steamed egg!”
Qi Song took the mother and daughter’s menu into the kitchen. Because a part of her heart felt somewhat happy, she almost floated as she walked.
Auntie Zhang was washing rice to cook. Seeing that she was going to cook, she asked, “Do you need me to help you?”
“It’s okay.” Qi Song didn’t really want anyone else to have a hand in these two dishes. “I can do it myself, thank you.”
Auntie Zhang didn’t intervene anymore, but she still couldn’t help but watch a bit.
Although Yu Luo had explained to her that all the problems between them were her own fault and that Qi Song was not at fault at all, she still subconsciously sided with her own and felt that Qi Song had wronged Yu Luo.
No matter the reason, leaving an Omega to raise a child alone for so long was just wrong.
With the thought of protecting her own, Auntie Zhang watched Qi Song cook with a critical eye.
An Alpha who didn’t care for their family, their cooking was probably just a whim.
However, she soon discovered that this person did things in an orderly and efficient manner. As if she often cooked, her skills were proficient, and her knife work was excellent.
Auntie Zhang couldn’t help but be impressed. “Your braised fish looks like it’s made quite well.”
Qi Song cooked with practiced ease, following the steps. “This is my best dish.”
Auntie Zhang asked, “Do you like fish very much?”
Qi Song would be living in this house long-term, so she should also know her dietary preferences.
Qi Song paused.
Actually, she didn’t like fish that much, but she was very good at making this dish, and whenever she didn’t know what to eat, she would subconsciously choose to make fish.
Perhaps it was because she grew up in a coastal area before she transmigrated.
Seeing Qi Song give a sound of affirmation, Auntie Zhang smiled. “Miss Yu loves fish the most too.”
She didn’t disturb her any longer, leaving Qi Song alone in the kitchen.
It must be because of the susceptible period that while Qi Song was busy, she was constantly thinking that this was the dish Yu Luo had ordered, and thus derived some psychological satisfaction from it.
Thus, the emptiness in her heart caused by Yu Luo not being in front of her, seemed to have weakened a little.
The braised fish was ready and was carefully plated by Qi Song.
She admired her work with satisfaction for a few moments before personally carrying the dish to the table.
But the fragility and sensitivity of the susceptible period were still a bit beyond Qi Song’s imagination.
When she started beating the eggs, she felt a sense of unease rising in her heart.
What is Yu Luo doing? Why hasn’t she come to the kitchen to see me?
The moment this thought sprouted, it quickly grew wantonly in her heart. It swayed, despotically occupying her entire mind.
The tip of Qi Song’s nose suddenly felt a little sour, and her eyes were about to well up with moisture.
“Tired?”
A woman’s clear and cool voice suddenly sounded from behind her, followed by a pair of hands reaching around from her waist, embracing her.
“Cubbie accidentally knocked over the fish tank and got her clothes wet.”
She said, “I took her for a shower and changed her clothes.”
In the woman’s soft embrace and gentle explanation, the tide of emotion in Qi Song’s heart receded so easily and suddenly.
Her emotions were like a roller coaster, abruptly shifting from the dejection of feeling abandoned by the whole world to a fluffy and full joy.
This huge contrast made her feel dizzy and at a loss.
“En,” she responded in a low voice.
Yu Luo raised her hand and placed it on the back of her head, gently turning her head a little to the left.
Then she tilted her own head to the right and pecked Qi Song on the lips.
Qi Song’s breathing immediately deepened.
She should have been annoyed that Yu Luo had kissed her on her own initiative again. But in reality, she just lowered her eyes and looked with some reluctance at Yu Luo’s bright red lips as they pulled away from hers.
Suddenly, she didn’t want to beat the eggs anymore.
An irresistible impulse surged up, making her want to just hold this woman in her arms and kiss her cherish-ly for a long, long time, just like last night.
She didn’t need anything more; just a light press of their lips would be enough to satisfy her.
Realizing her overstepping thoughts, Qi Song was startled. She struggled to pull her gaze back and tried hard to restrain herself.
Yu Luo did not realize that the Alpha in her susceptible period was still beating an egg in her hand, but her mind was already filled with so many viscous thoughts.
She finished kissing the person and then let go, looking around the kitchen, trying to find something to do to help.
But steamed egg itself was very simple, so there was nothing she could help with. So she just stood in the kitchen to accompany Qi Song, occasionally touching her here and there, giving some small reassurances according to the notes the doctor had just sent her.
Actually, the doctor said that the best reassurance was to let the Alpha mark their Omega.
Thinking of this, Yu Luo was slightly lost in thought. Then she lowered her eyelashes, hiding the complex emotions within.
Yu Luo had been looking forward to Qi Song doing something to her tonight that was the same as, or even more excessive than, last night.
Unexpectedly, Qi Song shattered her fantasy with a single sentence: “I’ll be sleeping alone in the guest room for the next two nights.”
Yu Luo was a little puzzled. “You’re still in your susceptible period. It’ll be uncomfortable to spend the night alone. If you sleep with me, I can comfort you a little.”
Qi Song shook her head, her attitude firm.
Ever since entering her susceptible period, she had been acting very strangely.
It seemed that she had inexplicably, out of nowhere, fallen from her previous defensiveness and rejection into a blind and ardent attachment.
It was as if all her previous thoughts had only been a self-deceiving shell. When physiological vulnerability brought down her psychological defenses, the truest and most profound emotions within erupted like a volcano, instantly burning all other disguises to ashes.
Her mind had been full of Yu Luo all day, stuffed to the brim with a sour, swelling fondness.
According to physiological knowledge, an Alpha in their susceptible period would mostly have strong physiological impulses—they would want passionate intimacy, want to mark the other person, and for this, they might even lose their reason and hurt their Omega. Sometimes, even inhibitors wouldn’t work.
But she was the opposite. Her physiological impulses were obediently suppressed by the suppressant, but her emotions burned hotter and hotter like a wildfire, about to scorch the plains.
If the former were criticized as animals thinking with their glands, then what was her situation?
Seeing Qi Song still refuse, Yu Luo sighed softly.
She asked unhurriedly, “Aren’t you afraid you’ll miss me at night?”
She said the question with such certainty that it aroused a bit of a competitive spirit in Qi Song.
“I won’t.”
She said with conviction.
Yu Luo didn’t listen: “You will.”
Qi Song lightly pursed her lips. She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and wrested a sliver of clarity from her susceptible period. “You’re not my Omega, why would I miss you?”
“…Is that so.”
Yu Luo looked at her leisurely and chuckled softly, seemingly not minding what she said, “Alright then.”
She no longer insisted, turned around crisply, and disappeared around the corner.
Qi Song stood at the door of the guest room, staring blankly at where she had been, and her heart suddenly felt empty.
It’s over.
I’m already starting to miss her.
After injecting another dose of suppressant, Qi Song felt a little calmer.
Injecting suppressants too frequently was not good for the body, but she couldn’t be bothered with that for now.
Coming out of the guest room bathroom after a shower, she saw Yu Luo hanging clothes in the guest room’s closet, five pieces in total.
Qi Song’s steps paused. “What are you doing?”☆
Yu Luo turned her head and said as if it were a matter of course, “To prevent you from feeling uncomfortable at night, so I’m hanging some of my clothes—”
For you to build a nest.
Qi Song immediately understood her unfinished sentence.
A kind of unspeakable shock instantly arose in her heart. How could she be at the point of needing to build a nest?
As someone who was formerly sexually cold/indifferent19, she had never really been able to understand this kind of behavior.
How could someone pile up another person’s clothes and sleep while sniffing them.
It was simply an unspeakable love-brain20.
Therefore, even if she was in her susceptible period, even if this body was very attached to Yu Luo, she would absolutely not build a nest.
“I don’t need them,” Qi Song said flatly, without even giving the clothes a second glance.
“Oh.” Yu Luo closed the closet and smiled at her. “Then I’ll just hang them here. It won’t affect you.”
“You’d better not touch them all night,” she left this meaningful sentence behind.
In the middle of the night, the rain was sudden and the wind was fierce. Yu Luo was not sleeping soundly and was easily woken by the sound of the rain.
She got up and closed the half-open window to prevent rain from blowing in.
Just as she was about to climb back into bed to continue sleeping, she thought of something, and her steps turned. She walked out of her room and went straight to the guest room next door.
She didn’t know if Qi Song had closed the window before sleeping.
The door was unlocked. Yu Luo entered and saw that the window was indeed half-open.
She glanced at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, walked over on tiptoe, and closed the window.
After closing the window, she didn’t leave immediately.
Her gaze swept over the closed closet, and the corners of her lips immediately curved into an interested smile.
She walked lightly to the side of the bed, gazing at the lump on the bed.
Then she slowly reached out, pinched a corner of the quilt, and lifted it with a slight force——
It didn’t move.
A not-insignificant force was pulling the quilt from inside.
Yu Luo couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, the smile on her lips growing wider.
Someone wasn’t asleep after all and was secretly using force to try to hide her crime.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly gave a sharp tug.
As if not expecting her to be so decisive, Qi Song was caught off guard, and her whole person was suddenly exposed to Yu Luo’s eyes.
The young woman was wearing a nightgown that she had hung in the closet, and the rest of the clothes were under her, arranged in the shape of a nest.
Her gaze was somewhat guilty, yet it couldn’t hide a burning fondness.
Yu Luo was slightly stunned by the sight.
Because Qi Song had not only nested with the five pieces she had hung up, but was also hugging a cloak that she had left on the living room sofa.
The author has something to say:
Qi Song: Heh, nesting, who are you looking down on?
Also Qi Song: Five pieces aren’t enough, I have to go to the living room to steal a cloak.
What, you ask why Qi Song didn’t lock the door when she slept? The answer is that she was too guilty when she was stealing the cloak and forgot to lock it in her haste!
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