When the Female Lead Becomes Obsessive – Chapter 128

Volume Six: The Years I Wasn’t Human

Scent

Ability users and ordinary people surviving in the base needed to do tasks issued by the organization in exchange for living resources or subsidies. Ability users would often leave the base to hunt zombies to raise their ability level or to exchange zombie crystal cores for needed items, while ordinary people exchanged labor within the base for needed items.

The system and regulations in the base were clear, and everyone lived in the base peacefully. Of course, there were also people who were dissatisfied with the implementation of this system and attempted to resist and revolt, but in the end, they were all suppressed by force and it came to nothing. After all, no one in the entire base could defeat Sang Er and Chu Han.

On the surface, everyone coexisted harmoniously, but privately, there were still people who wanted to reap without sowing¹.

People who were beautiful would always use their own advantages, latching onto powerful ability users or high-level personnel in the base in exchange for power and status, in order to live a luxurious and decadent life of enjoying the fruits of others’ labor and loving leisure while hating work.

Wen Nuan stood on the balcony, watching the woman downstairs who was blocking Sang Er. She was stunningly beautiful, with lovely features and a very hot, curvaceous figure. Looking down, Wen Nuan could just see the woman’s bottomless career line².

The woman blocked Sang Er downstairs, attempting to get closer, but Sang Er took a step back, a look of disgust on her face.

Wen Nuan could hear Sang Er’s disdainful tone. She fanned her nose, “Stay away from me, the smell of your perfume is too pungent.”

The woman’s expression stiffened, and she said awkwardly, “Is it unpleasant? This one³ specially made it with lavender. It can calm the mind and soothe the spirit. I heard you haven’t been sleeping well lately, so I sprayed some on, hoping it would make you feel more comfortable.”

Sang Er wrinkled her nose, “Fang Yao⁴, the scent on you is so strong it’s about to trigger my rhinitis. Besides, if you wanted to calm my mind and soothe my spirit, why did you spray yourself?”

Shouldn’t you have sprayed it on me?

Fang Yao raised a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and smiled shyly, “Because I want to be closer to you.”

Sang Er really couldn’t understand this Fang Yao’s thinking. Her brow furrowed, “This scent is too strong. If you get any closer to me, I’m afraid I’ll be directly suffocated to death by you.”

The scent on Wen Nuan is still better. Although it’s faint, it smells particularly comforting.

“You don’t like it?” Fang Yao looked at Sang Er pitifully, her tone pleading, “Then can I go to your room to take a shower? I’ll wash this scent off.”

“Why do you need to go to my room to shower?”

Fang Yao was also an ability user; she had been assigned a room in the base too.

She couldn’t help but ask in puzzlement, “Don’t you have a home?”

Fang Yao: “….”

When Wen Nuan heard this sentence, she really couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.

Sang Er’s ears twitched. Hearing the familiar laughter, she immediately looked up. Seeing Wen Nuan with her hands resting on the balcony railing, she immediately waved at her and said in pleasant surprise, “Wen Nuan?”

Fang Yao looked up and saw a woman standing on the balcony of Sang Er’s room. That woman seemed to sense her gaze, smiled faintly, and then waved at Sang Er.

The woman exuded a lazy and languid air. Her looks were beautiful and pure, the kind that would make one feel protective at first glance. Especially that pair of peach blossom eyes, which revealed an unconscious charm, giving her a unique kind of allure.

“Wen Nuan?” Fang Yao’s lips moved silently, as if she were carefully pondering the meaning of this name.

Sang Er looked up at Wen Nuan and shouted loudly, “Wen Nuan, are you waiting for me?”

She was just standing on the balcony watching her. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on her cheeks, making her beauty hazy and indistinct.

Wen Nuan rested her elbows on the railing, her palm supporting the side of her face, and chuckled lightly, “Mhm, waiting for you.”

Sang Er smiled and said, “Okay, I’ll be right up. Wait for me, ha.”

After speaking, she didn’t even glance at Fang Yao and immediately ran upstairs.

Fang Yao watched Sang Er run off without turning her head, then looked at Wen Nuan with a meaningful gaze.

Seeing Sang Er run upstairs, Wen Nuan didn’t leave either, but met Fang Yao’s gaze for a moment before turning and leaving.

Fang Yao withdrew her gaze, clenching the hand hanging at her side.

In that pair of indifferent eyes, she felt a strong sense of danger and warning released by this woman, as if saying that Sang Er was her possession, that others couldn’t touch, couldn’t feel, and certainly couldn’t covet.

Wen Nuan closed the window and walked back into the room, waiting for Sang Er to run up.

This person, Fang Yao, was just cannon fodder⁵ in the original plot, a cannon fodder who wanted to seduce the male lead, Chu Han, to seek his protection.

She was also a C-rank ability user, but her ability was relatively useless⁶.

A hypnosis ability.

An ability like this gave her no self-protection capabilities at all, let alone the ability to stand out among the many ability users, so she could only rely on her beauty to find someone to depend on.

Wen Nuan thought about the way Fang Yao looked at Sang Er just now and her attempts to get close. It was very obvious that Fang Yao was seducing Sang Er.

But in the original plot, wasn’t Fang Yao seducing Chu Han?

How could the plot have changed so much?

【The main world plotline has already changed, so of course these small side plots will also change.】 the System said calmly.

Wen Nuan thought about it and agreed. After all, the apocalypse that should have ended long ago had not yet completely ended. Now, the content of this side plot was just Fang Yao switching from seducing the male lead to seducing the female lead. It seemed she was making a big deal out of nothing.

“Is Fang Yao gay?”

【In the apocalypse, anything is possible. Sexual orientation isn’t a necessity. After all, the most powerful person in this base right now is the female lead, followed by the male lead. Anyone would want to find the most powerful person to protect them.】 the System speculated.

Wen Nuan felt the System was right, but she was very displeased inside. Her woman was being coveted by someone else, and she felt a sense of crisis, as if her possession was about to be snatched away.

“Wen Nuan?” The room door was opened, and Sang Er walked in cheerfully. Seeing Wen Nuan sitting on the bed in thought, her expression not looking too good, as if she were a little angry.

She licked her dry lips, feeling a little flustered inside, “You, what’s wrong with you?”

Could it be that I’ve done something wrong recently?

Sang Er thought about it carefully. She had been very well-behaved recently. She did whatever Wen Nuan told her to do. If Wen Nuan told her to go die, she would do so directly without any hesitation.

“What did you buy?” Wen Nuan saw a black plastic bag in Sang Er’s hand.

Sang Er handed the plastic bag to her, “The bakery in the base recently made a lot of delicious bread. This one in my hand is their specialty, called Cheese Custard Bread. I specially bought it for you to try.”

The Jingdu S-rank base was already beginning to take on the prosperous and flourishing form of a former first-tier city. The base was rapidly developing and reforming, and many industries were gradually emerging. Although resources were still scarce, scientific researchers were doing their best to research and create, causing this S-rank base to develop better and better.

Shops like bakeries, clothing stores, and various restaurants, as well as other industries, had also opened for business in the base. Although the variety of goods sold inside was relatively small, for people living in the apocalypse, it was already very precious.

This Cheese Custard Bread that Sang Er bought was quite a novelty in the apocalypse. It was limited to ten per day, and one cost five fourth-tier crystal cores or fifty yuan in subsidies to purchase, which was very expensive.

The bakery had only opened recently. The first time Sang Er ate this bread was when Mu Xuan bought it for her to comfort her. It was indeed delicious, sweet but not cloying.

At that time, Sang Er thought, if only Wen Nuan were still here. In the end, she finished the bread while crying.

Later, when Wen Nuan returned to her side, she thought about buying this bread for Wen Nuan to try, but the bakery’s business hours were in the afternoon. Every time she went to buy it after her meetings, this particular bread was long sold out.

Today, the base meeting ended quickly, so Sang Er immediately rushed to the bakery. There was only one left, so she directly paid and bought it to bring back for Wen Nuan to try.

Wen Nuan opened the bag and found there was only one. “You bought it for me? Where’s yours?”

Sang Er paused, “…I don’t like this bread, it’s too sweet. I thought you would like it, so I bought one for you.”

“You don’t like sweets?” Wen Nuan gave a short laugh, “Little Ears, don’t lie, okay?”

Sang Er’s heart panicked, and she immediately told the truth, “When I went to buy it after the meeting, there was only one left.”

“What time does the bakery open?”

“One in the afternoon.” At that time, the meeting was already halfway through. She really couldn’t get away. Although she felt her participation in that meeting wasn’t very important, but Gao Zhengwu insisted that she attend. So annoying.

“Why didn’t you let me go buy it?”

Wen Nuan looked at the bread in the bag. It was rectangular in shape, and the crust seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of powdered sugar. The white bread enveloped a deep yellow cheese filling. It smelled sweet and looked very appetizing.

If Sang Er liked this bread, she could go buy it. In any case, Sang Er went to meetings every day, leaving her alone in the room, which was indeed a bit boring.

“You haven’t recovered yet, you should rest well in the room,” Sang Er quietly took a step closer to Wen Nuan, “I happen to pass by that bakery every time after the meeting, so I just bought it on the way back.”

“Why are you so far away from me?” Wen Nuan saw Sang Er’s small movement and patted the bed beside her, “Come sit over here.”

“Okay,” Sang Er’s eyes lit up, and she obediently sat over.

Like a cute but fire-breathing Ragdoll cat.

The two of them were very close, and she immediately smelled the scent on Wen Nuan’s body.

It was faint and smelled very comforting.

“What are you smelling?”

Sang Er sniffed, “The scent on your body is the scent of that brand of cigarette you often smoke, right?”

“Mhm,” Wen Nuan smiled, “Like it?”

Sang Er nodded, “Mhm mhm, I like this scent a lot.”

It smelled hundreds of times better than that bullshit lavender on Fang Yao.

“So, do you like the scent of this cigarette?” Wen Nuan took out two cigarettes and placed them in her palm, handing them to her and saying meaningfully, “Or, do you like the scent on my body?”

Sang Er thought for a moment. She first smelled the cigarettes, then smelled the scent on Wen Nuan’s body.

“You can come closer to smell,” Wen Nuan unbuttoned her collar, her voice carrying an obvious seduction, “On the neck, on the collarbone, and on the chest, the scent in these places will be even better.”

Sang Er’s throat bobbed. She moved closer to Wen Nuan, her nose sliding from the neck to the collarbone, finally stopping at the chest, where she took a deep breath.

Wen Nuan was made a little restless inside by her unrestrained gasp, her fingertips on the bed clenching tightly.

Sang Er looked at the fair and delicate chest in front of her and suddenly felt her mouth and tongue go dry.

Just as Wen Nuan had said, the scent on her chest was so good, and her chest looked even more tempting than the Cheese Custard Bread.

I want to take a bite.

Sang Er was stunned by her own thought.

Wen Nuan watched Sang Er pause motionlessly at her chest, but her ears and the back of her neck were slowly turning red.

She raised her hand, touched her reddened earlobe, and said softly, “Little Ears, which one do you think is good to smell?”

“Is my cigarette good to smell?”

Her voice carried a somewhat hoarse seductiveness, “Or is my chest good to smell?”

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